Chapter 70 Closed Loop
Chapter 70 Closed Loop
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"Perhaps we could try to control the number of feathers, Moen. Could you control more crows?"
Makarov offered his suggestion: one crow's feather control isn't strong enough, but what about ten, twenty, or even a hundred?
The sky was filled with falling crow feathers, burying people directly under the black feathers. The control would definitely be stronger than it is now; simply covering the body with a layer of feathers is too easy to break through.
"We need to find more crows to try."
Moen is also figuring it out, and he doesn't know if it will work. Fortunately, these "Black Wing Feathers" are actually generated by magic, otherwise the crows would become disposable items.
"There are plenty of crows; it would be good if you could control them all."
Makarov shook his head and said, then took another sip of wine. "It's a good idea to have Moen control all the crows. Out of sight, out of mind, and to stop the crows from cawing everywhere."
The three chatted and laughed as they returned to Magnolia. It was already very dark. Natsu went back to the boys' dormitory, while Moen and Makarov went home. The lights were still on. Laxus was home, but in his room.
Laxus didn't come out when he heard that Moen and Makarov had returned; he simply turned off the light in his room.
"Grandpa, this magic book."
Once inside the house, Moen carefully considered his options and decided to show the magic book to Grandpa Makarov.
If you were to ask who Moen trusts most in this world, there would be no hesitation; it would definitely be Grandpa Makarov.
Moreover, the magic involved in this spellbook is too dangerous, and Moen is afraid that he will not be able to handle it. He needs a more authoritative person to take a look and further interpret its contents.
"Let me see."
Makarov put down the bottle and took the magic book.
"This is a magic book that involves time and space. Using the power of this book, one can travel through time and go back to the past."
Moen briefly explained the purpose of the book.
"Don't worry about it, it won't be another six or seven years before it's usable again."
Makarov simply flipped through the book and then tossed it back to Moen.
"Six or seven years later"
Moen paused for a moment after receiving the magic book.
'That's been a really long time.'
Looking at the magic book in his hand, Moen smiled helplessly. All that mental preparation he had made was for nothing. The book was completely unusable now, and there was no need for him to protect anything at all.
Six or seven years from now, when it can be used again, won't it be Erza and the others who will use it? What kind of bizarre closed loop is this?
"Does our guild have this book?"
Moen suddenly thought of this question: Where did this book originate? Could it really be the one he had in his hands?
"Who knows? Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Let's not delve too deeply into the details of a story about time travel."
Makarov waved his hand, leaving behind a meaningful remark, before staggering back to his room.
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Watching Grandpa Makarov's retreating figure, Moen couldn't help but blink.
So, the old man had already noticed something was amiss?
That book
"Never mind, let's put it away for now."
Holding the magic book, Moen felt a significant weight lifted from his shoulders.
In any case, not being able to use it is actually a good thing, as he no longer has to worry about the magic book all the time.
After returning to his room, Moen casually placed the spellbook on the bookshelf.
This book, "Memories of Time," with its cover featuring a four-leaf clover, looks unremarkable and doesn't seem to possess any magical power.
Looking at the bookshelf, Moen nodded in satisfaction. He sat down at his desk and began to write furiously, creating stories of Sherlock Holmes.
Moen had long been considering writing some modified versions of the original world's stories; he was genuinely uninterested in the magical adventure stories of this world—they were too primitive.
"Ignorant beings from another world! Accept baptism!"
Moen is now full of confidence, a confidence that Lucy gave him.
He wasn't initially confident that these stories would be popular. After all, it was another world, and it might not be well-received. That was normal; before the stories were actually released, no one knew whether the people in this world would like them.
Lucy's words were a shot in the arm for Moen, giving him confidence in the story he was writing.
The next morning, Moen got up early as usual, but he was a little tired. He had been too excited the day before and wrote so much that it was late by the time he came to his senses.
However, even though he only slept for a short while that night, his incredibly stable biological clock still woke him up from bed.
At four o'clock in the morning in Magnolia, Moen appeared on the street on time to begin his daily morning training.
After finishing his morning training, Moen returned to the guild hall for breakfast, where the guild was already bustling with activity.
The little ones were clamoring to go play in the eastern suburban forest. Natsu was the most excited. Yesterday's events seemed to have no effect on him. That's how simple-minded kids are. He was terrified yesterday, but after a good night's sleep, he was back to his usual self.
To Moen's surprise, Natsu had quite a few scars on his body.
"Go find Grandma Polyusica and get rid of these scars."
Moen spoke up, saying that he felt he bore a significant responsibility for the matter and should take the initiative to help Natsu solve it.
With Grandma Poliusica's medical skills, solving this kind of problem was a piece of cake. Everyone inevitably got hurt when they went out, but no one was ever seen with a scar.
"Great! Perfect timing for an adventure in the forest!"
Natsu, Gray, and Cana all jumped for joy.
Moen noticed that Wendy wasn't at the guild and asked her what was wrong. It turned out that she had gone out early that morning with Macao, who was on a mission.
Marcao's mission is to go to Croba, and Wendy will go with him to "Cat's Lodge" to take a look. After Marcao completes his mission, he will bring her back with him.
If you don't get carsick, you can go wherever you want. Taking the train is very convenient; you can just travel all the way to your destination.
"Let's go! Let's go on a forest adventure!"
Natsu ran out, not caring about scars; he just wanted to explore the forest with everyone.
Although the eastern suburban forest of Magnolia is not considered to be of a high danger level, there are still quite a few magical beasts in it, and these little guys do occasionally encounter magical beasts in the forest.
Playing Warcraft together and searching for treasures in the monsters' lair is a kind of fun. Although there are basically no treasures, anything new and interesting is a reward for the children.
(End of this chapter)
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