Fairy Tail: My Magic is Yugi Muto's Deck

Chapter 407 Mira Pushes the Wall

Chapter 407 Mira Pushes the Wall

While Team A was discussing Yukino and Minerva, Chess had already returned to the guild-owned tavern.

Looking around, although all the troublemakers had been driven away by Makarov, there were still debris, cracked floors, and broken walls everywhere.

It still vividly reproduces the intensity of the melee just now.

There weren't many people in the tavern. Macao, who could be considered the guild master's assistant, was apologizing to the tavern owner and negotiating compensation.

Mira, along with Lisanna, Eclair, and a few other girls, sat in a corner chatting.

At the bar, Makarov was drinking and talking with Future Jura—when they met Chesmira the day before yesterday, Future Jura had mentioned that she wanted to visit.

As for why he didn't come over last night, well, he was still lying in the hospital recovering from the damage from the God-Slaying Magic - Divine Fist!

Chase walked straight over and sat down next to Future Jura, greeting her familiarly, "Hey old Jura, why didn't you say you were coming?"

As he spoke, he looked up at the bartender not far away, who immediately understood and respectfully poured him a glass of red wine.

Jura was a little confused by the strange nickname "Old Jura," but he still raised his glass to clink with Chase and said with a smile, "I was just talking to Mr. Makarov about you. Thanks for yesterday's match."

From a public standpoint, Chess gave them the Serpent Princess Scales and saved face for his guild.

Personally, he gained many insights from that punch imbued with divine power.

It wasn't as dramatic as opening up the Ren and Du meridians, but after a period of stagnation, he did see the path forward and the direction to strive for.

"Haha, you're pretty strong too. I really enjoyed that fight."

This is the absolute truth. The power that Jura has shown in the future is even stronger than Chase had predicted. In terms of raw strength, he is definitely no weaker than Laxus in the future.

For example, the final move, Ironclad King Kong, which wasn't used in the original work.

"Uh," Future Jura felt a little embarrassed.

He wasn't Satoru 2.5 after all, and didn't say the classic line, "I'm sorry I couldn't satisfy Mr. Chase."

"Well, don't worry about it too much. This brat rarely uses 'very strong' to describe his opponents," Makarov explained from the side.

Seeing the old man's barely suppressed smile, Jura in the future reasonably suspected that the father and son were doing it on purpose!

Given his personality, he naturally wouldn't fuss over such a trivial matter. In fact, he found the unintentional teasing and banter quite pleasant; only true friends would do that.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Mira suddenly came over and said, "Ches, it's getting late, we should go back now."

"Huh? Old Ma disqualified me from the competition. It's okay if I go back a little later," Chase said.

He was talking to Jura about the Four Heavenly Kings of Ishgar.

"Disqualified from the competition?"

Jura's eyes lit up, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. "It's really unexpected to hear some very good news that's very beneficial to us."

After the second day of the Grand Magic Games, Boa Scale came in last place, which made President Oba quite angry.

Although he himself didn't particularly care about rankings, he still had to obey his guild leader's orders.

If Chess doesn't participate in the subsequent matches, the pressure he will face will be greatly reduced. At least he will definitely not lose when facing Fairy Tail again!

Mira ignored Future Jura, tilting her head and standing there, smiling as she extended her right hand to Chase: "I said, it's time to go back."

"Gone, oh."

"Ahem, old man, let's talk about the Four Heavenly Kings of Ishgar another day."

With murderous intent permeating the air, Chess coughed twice, then took Mira's hand and got up to leave.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Future Jura couldn't help but sigh, "Mr. Chess seems really busy."

"Hahaha, this is nothing!" Makarov chuckled mischievously, seemingly having seen through everything.

Since it was already late at night, the wide street was much quieter than when it first got dark, and two rows of streetlights illuminated the neatly arranged paving stones.

Stepping out of the tavern, Mira kept her head down and didn't say a word. She grabbed Chase's arm and walked forward in silence, suddenly turning into an alley as they passed a corner.

The light from the receiving array shone from within, followed by a muffled thud as the wall was violently slammed open and cracked.

Having received the soul of Satan, Mira pinned Chase against the wall, slightly raised her toes, and forcefully attacked him.

Seeing the girl's trembling eyelashes close to his eyes, Chase briefly paused before reaching out to grab her slender waist and launching a counterattack.

After a heated exchange of words...

When Mira emerged from the alleyway again, she had returned to normal.

"I can definitely taste Erza's saliva in my mouth!" she snorted softly, her face flushed.

"Seriously? You can tell from that? I was drinking with Jura and the old man just now."

After all, they were his girlfriends, so Chase didn't intend to hide anything from Mila, nor did he panic after being "caught." He was simply a little curious.

"Before Lisanna's accident, she and Erza had too many face-to-face verbal exchanges. Perhaps to hide the shyness on her face after giving her first kiss, Mira turned her head away, letting her hair cover her cheek."

Chess was taken aback: So you really could taste it?!

The answer, though novel in its angle, was strangely reasonable, leaving him momentarily bewildered. He wondered if Mira had guessed it based on intuition.

It is indeed true.

"Nach, I'm a little tired after a long day," Mira suddenly said.

"Would you like a stamina booster?"

"......"

"I want you to carry me!"

The scene shifts to a dead card player with a large bump on his forehead carrying Mira on his back, walking along a quiet street by the city's river.

"Chess, do you know? I'm so glad I met you in the guild and became your girlfriend."

Mira wrapped her arms around Chase's neck, rested her head gently on his shoulder, and poured out her heart.

"I'm also glad that Erza is the one who likes you at the same time. If it were anyone else—no, even if it were Erza, she would still be jealous and unhappy."

"What a despicable and greedy fellow!"

Compared to Erza, who is not good at expressing herself, she is clearly better able to express her true inner thoughts.

"Well, what can I do? You two are both so charming," Chase replied shamelessly.

Mira completely ignored this utterly unromantic answer and said seriously, "Naches, you're not allowed to like any other girls!"

After her battle with Future Jura yesterday, she keenly noticed that there were many female fans of Chase with unknown origins at the scene.

In the world of magic, powerful, masculine, and handsome male mages are definitely highly sought-after.

"Haha, don't worry, if we play any more, we won't have time to play cards."

Feeling the softness pressed against his back, Chase looked straight ahead and said with absolute certainty, "My esteemed card player, two partners are enough!"

"Oh dear, there's really no way I can not believe it."

Mira, who was feeling heavy-hearted, was amused and reverted to her usual somewhat cunning self.

With a smile on her face, she looked up, leaned close to Chase's ear, and whispered, "So, esteemed Mr. Card Player, your hand that's been supporting my buttocks has been quite restless since just now~"

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help being sentimental."

"Then why are you still touching it!"

"Just touch it."

"You big pervert!"