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Third came Ultia, accompanied by Melty, while Gerard did not join them this time.
It was understandable; even though Gerard had come to terms with things, it wasn't that simple. If love could be so easily let go, there wouldn't be so many heartbroken people and sad songs in the world.
"Hello! It's been a long time. If I calculate correctly, we haven't seen each other in seven years, right?"
Ultia's face no longer bore the wildness of seven years ago; instead, she smiled gently. Beside her, Melty clung tightly to Ultia's arm.
"Ultia..."
Gray looked at this person, who could be considered his senior sister or perhaps the only bloodline of his master, with a complex expression. The dark aura she once had on Wolf Island was gone, and now she appeared as if his master had come back to life.
"You've probably spent more time with my mother than I have. If possible, I'd like to talk with you about what kind of person she really was."
With Ultia's gentle words, Gray understood that she had completely let go of the past. A nostalgic smile appeared on his face.
"Sure, Uru... she was an incredible person."
Watching the two exchange glances filled with unspoken feelings made some people unable to bear it.
"Don't you dare get close to Lord Gray!"
"Don't you dare get close to Sister Uruutia!"
Zhubian and Melty were both quite jealous, glaring at each other in displeasure. In that brief moment, they established a silent alliance.
You watch over your person; I'll watch over mine.
"Alright, alright, you two stop being jealous. Ultia, the main reason for your visit this time is to help them unlock the Second Magic Source."
Newton sighed helplessly; it felt like he was dealing with two protective hens, except no one was eyeing their grain yet.
"Have they all prepared?"
"Ultia," she said, her tone seemingly provocative.
"Don't worry, we are all prepared," Erza spoke first, and the others accepted the activation of the Second Magic Source.
The activation of the Second Magic Source was incredibly painful. Even though the members of Fairy Tail were quite strong, they still gritted their teeth tightly, not a single one of them uttering a sound.
Newton watched from the side, feeling helpless as he couldn't offer any assistance to them at this moment.
Just then, someone approached.
"Ms. Poluchika?"
Newton was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected the advisor and potion master of Fairy Tail to come over directly.
"Is there something you need?"
Poluchika merely glanced coldly at Ultia and Melty, ignoring them completely as she walked over to Newton.
"So this is your Second Magic Source? It doesn't seem like much," she remarked.
A rare softness appeared in Poluchika's eyes as she looked at Wendy, which caught Newton's attention.
"Do you have a connection with Wendy?"
Newton was unafraid; after all, he had spent some time studying Pharmacology with Poluchika. He knew her to be a person with a cold exterior but a warm heart—someone who might complain about humanity but was actually quite kind-hearted.
"Yes, you've been to Edras, haven't you?"
Poluchika treated Newton similarly; having spent time together, some things were no longer an issue between them.
"You are from Edras?"
Newton was curious now, though it wasn't too serious. After all, coming from Edras wasn't anything strange; the magic from Edras had simply sent those with magical abilities over here, while those who remained did not return.
"Exactly, and you should know that people here correspond one-to-one with those over there. You can always find someone quite similar to yourself."
Poluchika walked over to Wendy, who at this point was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. Wendy was completely unaware of someone approaching her.
"This child..."
Poluchika gently patted Wendy's head.
"Actually, if we consider the correspondence, I should represent the dragon over there."
Newton was still somewhat surprised.
"While the one-to-one correspondence can indeed lead to similarities in personality, even so, the influence on a person is significant, right? Even if you are the dragon's counterpart over there, your influence on Wendy..."
"Indeed, theoretically that's how it should be. However, this isn't my first time meeting Wendy; a dragon came to find me once."
Poluchika's words startled Newton. A dragon? The dragon was still alive?
"What kind of dragon?"
Newton had many questions he wanted to ask, but in the end, only this one came out.
"Child, don't think too much about it. The dragon back then seemed to know something and left me two books, which contained the training methods for the two major types of Dragon Slayer Magic. As for the details, she didn't share anything with me."
Poluchika's words left Newton feeling somewhat disappointed, but they also conveyed some information: something must have happened back then. Typically, Dragon Slayer Magic is taught directly and hands-on; for a dragon to entrust this to someone else meant that the dragon itself could not teach Wendy. What could have happened? Newton suddenly recalled a very specific event—the collective disappearance of the dragons that raised Natsu and Wendy on July 7th, 777.
"Wait a minute, did that dragon have any other instructions for you? For example, about the side effects of Dragon Slayer Magic?"
Newton asked tentatively.
"Side effects?"
This time, Shoboryusika was puzzled.
"Well, there really isn't anything. Could it be that this Dragon Slayer Magic has some side effects?"
"Um, no, no."
Newton wasn't clear, because who knows if someone lying on the ground moaning could hear him? Coming out only complicated things for everyone.
However, Poluchika and Ultia were not ordinary people; they were extremely intelligent and immediately realized that Newton must know something. Otherwise, he wouldn't be acting this way.
"Alright, I understand. I'll leave these two spellbooks with you. When the time comes, you can come to my place."
Poluchika took out two books and handed them to Newton before leaving.
Newton then looked at Ultia.
"Don't worry, I won't go out."
Newton let out a long sigh of relief.
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