Fairy Tail: You Call This Celestial Spirit Magic?!

Jellal stared at Makarov in disbelief.

His mind was a bit muddled, completely shocked by this news.

Because traveling from his original world of Edolas to this current world was not an easy feat.

Even for him, it was only by relying on the powerful staff in his hand, as well as his understanding of magic circles, that he was able to come to this world through the hyperspace magic "Anima".

Could others do it?

This wasn't Jellal thinking too highly of himself and believing others weren't as capable.

Rather, the objective limitations were indeed very great.

In the world of Edolas, ordinary people had no access to magic or magical items, let alone a staff of his caliber.

And without magic for protection, trying to pass through the barrier between the two worlds was clearly not an easy task.

Therefore, Jellal was naturally very shocked to hear that someone else had come to this world decades ago.

"Who is it?"

Before Jellal could speak, Marco asked first.

He was also very curious - was the person Makarov mentioned a comrade from the guild?

If so, the range of possibilities narrowed considerably.

In fact, Marco already had someone in mind.

"It's your Grandma Porlyusica. This isn't really a secret that can't be told to anyone."

Without letting Marco guess further, Makarov directly revealed the answer.

"So it really is Grandma Porlyusica..." Marco wasn't surprised by this answer.

First, the age and identity matched up.

Porlyusica was Makarov's friend of several decades and she was the only one in the guild with such seniority.

Secondly, after encountering Jellal, Marco had immediately felt this guy's situation was somewhat similar to Porlyusica's.

However, Porlyusica was even more special than this guy.

Marco couldn't see through the secrets surrounding Porlyusica.

"There really is..." Jellal's expression was shocked.

He didn't think these two would lie to him about something like this - what would be the point?

"Jellal, you still haven't explained what that magic from earlier was all about."

Seeing Jellal's dazed look, Marco reminded him.

That dangerous magic was the key issue.

Hearing Marco's words, Jellal slowly came back to his senses.

He gritted his teeth.

Since these people already knew he came from another world and even had a close relationship with someone who had crossed over from Edolas, there was no need to hide certain things anymore.

"I come from a world called Edolas. The magical power in that world has been depleted. In order to obtain magical power, the hyperspace magic 'Anima' was born. That's the dangerous magic from earlier. It can convert all life in this world into lacrima's and transfer them to that world."

Jellal spoke with a serious expression, revealing the whole truth.

"..."

Marco and Makarov fell silent after hearing this.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, both seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

"That's a bit too extreme, isn't it?!" Marco couldn't help but curse.

What kind of genius came up with this method? It was utterly unethical!

Treating the lives of Earth Land as expendable fuel, converting them into magic power for the people of Edolas to use—how can those Edolasians even stomach it?!

This magic is no different from outright cannibalism.

The only difference is an extra processing step to make it seem less bloody.

"It's utterly unreasonable."

Jellal's face flushed with shame, as if Marco's words were directed at him.

"Such atrocities... We can't just stand by and do nothing. Jellal, is there a way for us to travel from this world to that one?"

Marco frowned as he spoke.

The magic called "Anima" was like a "Sword of Damocles" hanging over Earth Land—incredibly dangerous.

You'd never know when it might fall or where it would strike.

If one day this magic were to descend upon Magnolia, right above Fairy Tail's heads... that would be disastrous.

"What... are you planning to do?" Jellal was taken aback, his eyes widening as he cautiously asked.

Marco gave Jellal a puzzled look before answering matter-of-factly.

"Of course, we're going to eliminate whoever's using this magic! As Grandpa said, Jellal, this isn't just your burden to bear. This is a war between two worlds!"

Marco clenched his fist.

This was truly a major event!

[Saint System]! Give me a reaction!

Isn't this exactly when a quest should trigger?!

[Ding! Quest triggered!]

[Quest Name: "Expedition Across Worlds!"

Quest Description:

The provocation from the world of Edolas has deeply wounded Earth Land. To protect our world, our family, and our friends, a grand expedition across worlds has become imperative! Charge forth! Fight for our world!

Quest Progress:

Objective 1: Completely destroy the super-dimensional magic "Anima" (Incomplete)

Objective 2: Resolve the Magic Power depletion crisis in Edolas. (Incomplete)

Reward for Objective 1: Random Saint skill.

Reward for Objective 2: God's Blood.]

In response to Marco's call, the [Saint System] promptly emerged and indeed triggered a new quest.

Again, there were two rewards, but Marco's gaze lingered on the second one.

"God's Blood"—this was truly a precious item!

A Saint Cloth imbued with "God's Blood" held the potential to evolve into a "God Cloth"!

Even if it didn't reach that level, "God's Blood" would still enhance the Saint Cloth, making it far more powerful.

'But this quest... clearly isn't simple.'

The rarity and value of 'God's Blood' were undoubtedly proportional to the quest's difficulty.

Resolving Edolas's Magic Power depletion crisis—that didn't sound like something that could be accomplished casually.

While Marco was distracted by the new quest, Makarov stepped forward.

"Exactly! Jellal, this isn't your burden alone, nor should you shoulder it by yourself. I'll report this matter to the Magic Council. The entire Ishgar continent will stand with you—we can solve this problem together."

Makarov spoke with authority and he certainly had the standing to do so.

As one of the "Ten Wizard Saints," Makarov still held considerable sway in the Magic Council—this was the privilege of the strong.

If the Magic Council refused to take the matter seriously, Makarov had other means.

He could rally the allied guilds of mages across Fiore.

Watching the righteous indignation of Marco and Makarov before him, Jellal felt somewhat dazed.

This was an outcome he had never anticipated.

Could they... actually rely on the power of this world?