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In the end, nothing significant happened in the capital, which could be considered a pleasant surprise. However, when Newton found Kildas, preparing to return to Fairy Tail, he couldn't help but feel that this guy might eventually meet his demise at the hands of a woman, given how he was surrounded by them.
Fortunately, Kildas was still able to distinguish between priorities. After indulging himself for a while and releasing some of his desires, he set off on the journey home with Newton.
"What's with you being so stiff?"
"Are you looking for a fight, troublemaker?"
"Haha, now this is the atmosphere of a guild!"
Kildas had grown accustomed to the noisy environment of the guild, but Newton could only helplessly rub his forehead.
"I really don't understand what's so great about all this noise."
As they pushed the door open, they discovered Miraj and a girl with crimson hair arguing fiercely. The two were locked in a battle of wills, their hands gripping each other tightly as their foreheads pressed together.
However, when Miraj noticed Newton entering, she seemed momentarily stunned and was promptly pushed down by the crimson-haired girl.
"Hmph, Miraj, you're not so impressive after all."
The girl with crimson hair looked somewhat smug, like a general celebrating a victory. But to her surprise, Miraj didn't retort; instead, she simply walked away.
"Hey, you didn't do anything to that girl, did you?" Kildas asked lewdly as he turned to Newton.
"Who would have thought you had this kind of skill? At your age, you've already learned how to charm girls? Just make sure to be careful; at your age, it's quite dangerous."
“Alchemy.”
A spear shot directly towards Kildas, but he easily dodged it.
“Tsk tsk, are you angry now?”
Kildas laughed heartily and ran away.
“Hello, my name is Erza, Erza Scarlet. Are you also from Fairy Tail?”
Erza was somewhat curious about Newton. She and Miraj could be considered frenemies; they would bicker upon meeting, yet she still cared about the other, especially when it came to gossip.
“Yes, Isaac Newton. Just call me Newton.”
Newton shook hands with Erza and then prepared to leave, but it seemed that Erza had no intention of letting him go so easily.
“Um, what’s your relationship with that troublesome girl?”
Erza's face practically screamed “gossip” at this point.
“Well, we’re friends.”
Newton thought for a moment and then, perhaps out of mischief, added another line.
“More like boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Ugh!”
Erza's face instantly turned red; it seemed that for the young Erza, this topic was still quite impactful.
“Alright, just a joke, just a joke. It's just that some things happened between us because of me.”
After all, this kind of matter concerns a girl's reputation, and Newton felt the need to clarify, especially since he understood why Erza looked so dejected at that moment.
“Some things happened?”
Erza was curious about these matters, but Newton had no intention of elaborating; after all, it wasn't exactly a pleasant topic.
Seeing that Newton wasn't going to continue, Erza decided not to press further. Newton then walked over to President Makarov.
“How's it going?”
Makarov, the Holy Ten, proficient in various types of magic, now appeared just like a kindly old man.
Newton sat at the bar and ordered a glass of juice.
“Kildas…”
Newton was about to ask if Kildas had reported back yet. However, thinking about Kildas's personality made him sigh.
“Nothing much. The kingdom gave me some rewards. It seems our Your Majesty is quite reasonable; at least they didn't lock me up to research weapons for the kingdom.”
At first, Newton truly thought this way and was even prepared to run away. But who could have imagined that the king would be so approachable?
"Haha, our Majesty is actually quite a nice person. You really don't need to be so nervous," Makarov said, noticing Newton's anxiety and trying to comfort him.
"Yes, yes, but one should never harbor ill intentions, and one must always be cautious of others..."
"You brat, I now suspect you might be some ancient monster who has turned young just to play tricks on us."
"Hey, if I were some ancient monster, why would I be afraid of this or that? I would just crush everything with my strength."
Newton finished all the juice with a huff.
"I'm going to the library to read."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
The following days were much more stable. Due to his age, Makarov prohibited Newton from taking on missions, so Newton could only read in Fairy Tail, constantly expanding his knowledge.
However, Miraj seemed unable to let go of her feelings regarding Newton. He wanted to offer some words of comfort, but Miraj was stubborn and refused to listen. She believed it was her fault that Newton lost an arm. Whenever Newton appeared, Miraj would immediately run away, leaving him speechless.
"Newton brother, could you go check on sister?"
In the Great Library, Newton was wearing a pair of speed-reading glasses while reading when Lisanna rushed in.
"Um? What's wrong?"
Newton looked up, took off his glasses, and rubbed the space between his eyes.
"We're not new to missions, right? My sister is hurt, and I want you to check on her, Brother Newton."
Lisanna couldn't hide her thoughts; to be honest, she wanted Newton to persuade Miraj. After all, seeing her sister feeling guilty made her uncomfortable as well.
Newton noticed that Lisanna was getting increasingly anxious, almost to the point of suffocation, and he smiled lightly.
"Alright, I understand. Is it at Lady Poluchika's?"
He tidied up his belongings and books and waved goodbye to a girl nearby who also wore glasses.
"Well then, Reby, I'm off."
"Okay."
Reby was a girl who joined Fairy Tail after Newton. She also loved reading, so they often met in the library. Over time, they became familiar with each other; in fact, the glasses Newton wore were a gift from Reby.
Stepping out of the library and into the Guild hall felt like walking into a boiling pot. Magic was flying everywhere, and in one corner, a boy clad only in shorts was engaged in an intense battle with another boy sporting cherry-colored hair, one conjuring a ball of ice while the other wielded flames.
"It really is as noisy as ever," Newton remarked as he dodged various magical attacks and weaved through the crowd.
"Are you out, Bookworm?"
It was a girl sitting at the table, looking quite cheerful. Her name was Kana, one of the newcomers to Fairy Tail after Newton.
As for the Bookworm nickname, it was because while Reby often came up to chat and play with everyone to strengthen their bonds, Newton was the type who could spend an entire day alone in the library. Even when a brawl broke out, he had never participated.
"This time, I'm definitely dragging you into it!"
It was no wonder Kana was looking for trouble; almost every time after a brawl, Newton would escape punishment. You can imagine how they felt about him being the only one who didn’t join in and got away scot-free.
"Stop it, I still need to check on Miraj."
Newton rolled his eyes.
"It’s fine, you can go after the fight!"
Kana pulled out a card. Card magic—that was her specialty.
"Haha, Newton, are you finally going to join the brawl? Take this punch!"
Cherry Pink Boy swung his fiery fist and charged at Newton. Newton planted his foot on the ground, causing the earth to rise up, and Cherry Pink Boy stumbled back, inadvertently igniting Kana's card with the flames in his hand.
"Natsu! You idiot!" Kana shouted in exasperation.
“Ha ha, let me take care of this!”
With only one arm remaining, the boy, who seemed a bit deranged, clasped his hands together.
“Great Ice Hammer!”
An ice hammer appeared directly above Newton. He shook his head as his mechanical arm braced against the Ice Hammer.
“Disassemble!”
The Ice Hammer shattered into powder and dissipated into the air.
“Refine.”
Immediately, Newton transformed the ice particles in the air into something resembling handcuffs. He hurled all the cuffs toward the naked boy, completely enveloping him from bottom to top like a straitjacket.
“Damn it!”
“Gray, since you refuse to wear clothes, an ice straitjacket should suit you just fine.”
Newton dodged another magical attack and sighed helplessly, placing his hands on the ground.
“Refine!”
Iron surged up from the ground like flowing water, forming a shield that appeared in front of Newton to block an incoming attack. However, it was merely an ordinary iron shield and was quickly damaged by the force.
Newton fixed his gaze on the shield as he stepped out of the Guild, casually taking down a few people along the way.
"Visiting a patient?"
He pondered Miraj's preferences for a moment before heading to the street to buy some snacks, making his way to Boliuxikadunwu's doorstep.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Come in."
Poluchika looked at Newton.
"I knew it was you. I doubt many of those rascals would knock politely."
Poluchika's words made Newton chuckle.
"Perhaps that's their way of showing closeness to you?"
"I'd rather they be as calm as you are."
Poluchika gestured toward a room.
"You've come to see that girl, right? She's right in there."
Newton nodded.
"Thank you."
Wang walked into the room, lost in thought.
"Ah!"
As soon as he stepped through the door, a sharp scream pierced the air, followed by a softer body crashing into Newton.
"Is this what they call a cliché moment?"
Newton looked helplessly at Miraj, whose eyes were glistening with tears. It was the first time he had ever seen her cry; even when she was tormented by the Dark Mage, she had never shed a tear.
"Z... zha... zhang..."
At this point, Miraj could barely form a complete sentence.
"Roach?"
Newton tilted his head and spotted a black object scuttling rapidly across the floor.
"Don't say that name!"
Miraj's scream nearly shattered Newton's eardrums.
"Yes, yes."
A cage appeared on the ground, trapping a cockroach, and then it sank into the earth.
"Alright, it's gone now," Newton gently reassured.
"Can we, can we leave this place?"
Newton truly hadn't expected that Miraj, with such a fierce personality, could be reduced to this state over a single cockroach. It was quite surprising.
"Then we should ask Ms. Poluchika."
After all, it's better for patients to listen to their doctors.
"Please, let's just go."
Miraj was genuinely frightened and did not want to stay here any longer.
With no other choice, Newton felt like he was carrying a dead weight as he pushed the door open. After inquiring with Poluchika, he finally led Miraj into a house.
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