Chapter 59: Mister Hill (15/60)

Magnolia.
The Wizards’ Guild, Fairy Tail, is as lively as usual, standing in front of the Guild’s task board, hesitating, hesitating which wizard to pick up.
On the second floor of the guild, President Makarov was standing side by side with a man in a cloak.
"Are you looking for Mistgang?" Makarov groaned for a while before saying, "He doesn't know when he will be back."
"Really? Is there a means of contact?" Fang Lang asked calmly, but stared at the hall below.
Many faces of acquaintances appeared in the field of vision one by one.
Lucy Hatfilia, Nazdorlagnier, Gravel Pasta, Elisa Shukalet, Mira Jane, Elfman, and a cat, Hobby, flying around.
"Contact information... are you really in a hurry?" Makarov was silent. "It's not that there is no way. If you just use the magic crystal for contact, you may not be able to contact you. It depends on luck."
There seemed to be noisy from below, and Naz and Gray changed from a quarrel to a fight. Gradually, people around were also involved.
Looking at these, Fang Lang looked so bad, nodded, and said, "Try it, please."
"No, you did a great favor for us the other day." Makarov smiled, and then shouted to the bottom: "Mira, come to the second floor a little bit."
"Yes~" Mira, who was smiling and watching everyone fighting, heard the shout, immediately put down the work in her hand, and walked up the stairs in small steps.
Just as soon as she walked up the stairs, she suddenly discovered that there was a man in a black cloak beside Makarov.
"What? Why haven't you noticed it before?" Mira thought in surprise. "It's impossible. It's hard to dress so suspiciously, even if you don't want to pay attention. Is it the magic of mimicry?"
Thinking of this, she went up to the second floor, but her expression was a little dazed.
At this moment, there was a scream from below, Naz's body flew over with flames, and he was about to knock Mira.
"Huh?" Fang Lang just wanted to save him, but he didn't want anyone to be faster than him.
Seeing Makarov slammed his hand out, the arm grew longer and the palm of his hand became bigger, like a giant's hand, and slapped the flying Naz back.
"The second floor is too early for you, Naz, go down."
Seeing this, Fang Lang also put away his thoughts, but looked at everything calmly. He turned his eyes and noticed Elisa, but saw her sitting on a sparsely populated table, holding alcohol, wiping a generation of ghosts.
"It seems to be well maintained."
"President." Mira glanced at Fang Lang, but through the cloak, she couldn't see clearly, "What's the matter?"
"Go and contact Mistergang, let him come back quickly." Makarov scratched his head, thought of an excuse, and said, "I'll just ask him."
"Huh?" Mila was startled slightly, then glanced at Fang Lang, with a sense of understanding, then smiled and nodded, "Yes, I get it."
After speaking, contact immediately.
When she left, Makarov said suddenly: "Six times."
"Ok?"
"Your eyes were taken six times, twice on the breasts, twice on the thighs, and twice on the ass." Makarov laughed teasingly. "How, our Kanban girl?"
"Ahem, it's you who are talking about the old disrespect." Fang Lang gave a dry smile.
"Ahem, forget what I just said." Makarov also gave a dry cough, and said solemnly: "However, the last time you commissioned the Golden Dragon..."
"That mission will not be cancelled, you can contact me at any time if you have information." Fang Lang replied, and then he saw Mila coming back.
"Well, the president, Mistgang is on the way back again, saying that he will be there soon." Mira kept smiling, as expected to be a Kanban girl.
"Really, that's all right." Makarov nodded and watched Mira leave, and then said: "It seems that you are lucky. Wait a while, it should be coming, and I should be back within today. ."
"My luck has always been good." Fang Lang smiled, but his eyes looked far away, as if he had penetrated the physical distance. He saw a man dressed in a cloak, covered his face and carrying a strange props thousands of meters away. The man is walking slowly.
coming!
Five minutes later, a magical power of sleep came, like a requiem or a lullaby, urging people to sleep.
Plops and plops, people with low magic power, fell one by one, with heavy eyelids, and fell asleep.
"This feeling?" Elisa was slightly startled, but she persisted for a while within the envelop of the magical power of sleep, and fell asleep on the table.
All the wizards on the first floor, when a man stepped into the guild gate, had already fallen into sleep.
The shabby cloak, the weird wand, this dress, needless to say, Fang Lang recognized the other party.
"President, I'm back." Mistgang looked up slightly and saw Makarov sitting on the railing on the second floor, and an illusory figure beside Makarov, "President, yes Is he looking for me?"
"You can see through my'mimicry' and'look at me,' you deserve to be an S-rank wizard." Fang Lang's slightly praised voice sounded.
This voice seemed to stimulate Elisa, causing her to tremble slightly in her sleep.
"This voice..."
"Mistgang, he is..."
As soon as Makarov wanted to introduce him, Fang Lang interrupted and said, "Thank you, Mr. Makarov, I will talk to him personally for the next thing."
As soon as the voice fell, Mistgang's pupils shrank slightly.
Fang Lang, who was still standing on the second floor a moment ago, appeared next to him and was walking out of the guild.
"Mistgang, let's talk to another place and come with me." With that said, Fang Lang walked slowly towards the outside without looking back.
Mistergang took a deep breath, glanced at Makarov, and then slowly followed.
And as he turned around, in an instant, the wizards of the guild all woke up, staring at each other.
"This feeling, Mistgang?" Elfman rubbed his eyes and said suspiciously.
"This feeling, Fang Lang!" Elisa said to herself in surprise. Although she fell asleep, a small part of her consciousness was awake, and the sound coming into her ears could not go wrong.
The next moment, a figure ran out quickly. ..
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