Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

Hal's expression did not escape Makarov's eyes.

Makarov touched his sparse hair helplessly, feeling a little speechless about Mest's behavior.

"Hal, come here, I have something to tell you." Makarov said softly.

Laxus, Erza and Mira all looked at Hal, looking a little confused.

"Looking for me, President? But I have something to deal with now." Hal responded with a little hesitation.

"I'm looking for you about the thing you mentioned." Makarov's tone was calm.

"Oh?" Hal was a little surprised, but decided to follow. Only Laxus and the other two were left standing there with a blank look on their faces.

"Why are you looking at me? Wait for him for a while, you can't really take a boat." Laxus said reluctantly, looking a little irritated.

"It's not impossible, so I don't have to trouble Hal." Erza responded indifferently. She didn't know Laxus' weakness of seasickness.

After all, with Laxus's personality, he would never take the initiative to tell his brothers and sisters about these things.

"Don't worry, Erza, let's wait a while. It seems that he won't talk for too long." Mira said with a smile, trying to ease Laxus's embarrassment.

Laxus secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly praised Mira's thoughtfulness in his heart.

On the other side, Hal followed Makarov into the room, full of doubts in his heart.

"President, have you discovered the problem with Mester?"

"Mester's situation is a bit complicated." Makarov pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "That guy is actually one of ours."

Hal was stunned when he heard this.

In fact, he didn't quite believe that Makarov would be controlled by the so-called memory magic, but because of his own specialness, he always had doubts.

Seeing Hal's reaction, Makarov decided to continue explaining: "Mest's current identity is indeed an undercover sent by the Council. But his previous identity was an undercover sent by our Fairy Tail to the Council."

"What?!" Hal looked at Makarov in shock.

"In order to sneak into the Council, he used magic to tamper with his memory. Now he should be an undercover sent by the Council to Fairy Tail." Makarov explained helplessly.

"This buddy... is a bit abstract." Hal tried to understand this complicated situation and felt a headache.

"Yeah, this matter is really tricky to deal with." Makarov also felt helpless.

"But anyway, Mest was a wizard of Fairy Tail and would not easily hurt Wendy and other companions."

"Okay, since you said so, I won't kill him." Hal spread his hands.

"However, I will impose light magic constraints on him. Once he makes a move on someone with the Fairy Tail seal, the magic will automatically start." Hal added, for the sake of caution.

"This is also a safe way." Makarov nodded in agreement.

"But, President, why send him to the Council as an undercover?" Hal couldn't help asking.

Makarov was silent for a moment, then said: "This involves the top secrets of our Fairy Tail. I can't tell you completely before you become the president."

"Is it so serious?" Hal frowned, a little confused.

"However, Hal, you are also an excellent wizard, I can tell you part of it."

Makarov's tone suddenly became serious, "In the future, the Albares Empire in the Western Continent may become our enemy."

"Alvarez?" Hal seemed to be thinking, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

"Well, you just need to know these, and I have my own plans for the rest." Makarov said lightly.

Hal took a deep look at the old man in front of him. Makarov's firm eyes made him decide to trust him temporarily, but he also made up his mind that he would investigate the so-called Albares on his own in the future.

"I believe you, President." Hal finally said.

"Well, you go to Tenrou Island with Laxus and the others, and focus on the present. The S-level exam in three days is still very important." Makarov urged.

"Okay." Hal nodded, then turned and left the room, slowly closing the door.

In the room, Makarov looked at the map of the world of Asland on the wall and fell into deep thought.

"Albares, what a terrible opponent... I can't let the children take on this responsibility, the enemy is too powerful." Makarov muttered to himself.