The figure is petite, wearing only a pair of small denim shorts on the lower body and a camisole on the upper body.

The dark brown vest was very short, as if someone had cut off the lower half, completely exposing the figure's abdominal muscles.

Looking upward, you can see a leather neckband on the figure's neck, dressing up so wildly at a young age.

Finally, there is the hair, which is tied into a high ponytail by a purple bow headband. There is a small skull decoration in the middle of the bow headband.

And isn’t the face of that petite figure none other than Mirajane Strauss?

Ke Wen, who was drinking juice and getting ready to watch a show, suddenly saw this image of Mira. He couldn't help but be confused.

Phew!

Juice splashed out of his mouth and nostrils, causing Coven to sneeze several times.

Reluctantly suppressing the itching in his nostrils, Ke Wen faced the many gazes that came over after hearing the sound, stared at Mira and shouted in disbelief: "Mi, Mira!?"

"You, you..." Ke Wen pointed at Mira's outfit and exclaimed: "When did you become like this!?"

"Ah, Kewen." Mira said with a nonchalant look on her face, waving her hands and saying, "You've been staying in the library for several days, so you didn't know."

After saying that, Mira no longer paid attention to Cowen, but turned back to stare at Erza.

The originally delicate silver eyebrows quickly stood up in a 'V' shape, and the beautiful big eyes squeezed into a ferocious shape. With a bared teeth, Mira raised her hand and pointed at Erza.

He shouted like a bad boy: "You are finally back! Let's continue our fight!"

While Ke Wen felt himself turning gray, Erza's fighting spirit rose. She raised her hand and pointed back at Mira, and said proudly: "Okay! I must decide the winner with you today! Let's see who is the leader in the guild.

The most powerful!"

"That person must be me!"

Mira gave a sweet shout and quickly jumped forward. The force was so strong that even the floor beneath her feet was cracked.

"It's me!" Erza shouted in response, and also charged towards Mira.

Snapped!

The two people's straight fists collided instantly, making a crisp collision sound.

The next moment, Mira suddenly turned around and swept out with a flick-like kick, instantly kicking Erza away. At the same time, she did not forget to shout: "I am the most powerful! You bastard!"

Boom!

Erza's little body flew upside down for nearly ten meters, smashing four tables and chairs along the way.

However, she quickly stood up from the wreckage without any damage, and while charging back quickly, she shouted loudly: "See if I don't beat you to tears today!"

Bang!

The two fought fiercely together again. After two exchanges, Mira was knocked away by Erza's punch, which also broke a large piece of tables and chairs.

Mira: "You stubborn and rigid old woman!"

Erza: "You damn navel-baring girl!"

Mira: "Damn fat man!"

Erza: "Skinny girl!"

Mira: "Fat pig!"

Erza: "Bad girl!"

…

Ke Wen sat at the bar and stared at the chaotic scene in the hall with his mouth open. He wondered if he was hallucinating. Is that bad girl Mira? That autistic, sad Mira Jane?

I don't know how long I was in a daze. When I came back to my senses, the guild hall had become even more chaotic.

The battle between Mira and Erza continued to get involved, accidentally injuring others, and at some point, everyone joined in the melee.

Plates, cups, bottles, forks, and broken tables and chairs were flying around in chaos in the hall.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ke Wen couldn't help but sigh: "Hey..."

Another sigh sounded from the side at the same time: "Hey..."

Kewen looked subconsciously and immediately made eye contact with President Makarov sitting on the bar.

The next moment, the two of them met at the same time.

"Why……"

…

"Speaking of which..." Ke Wen turned to look at President Makarov next to him: "Why don't you stop them today?"

"What does it matter? Magic should be passionate." President Makarov said with a smile: "Confining one's own nature will only stop people's magic from progressing, so let them vent it to their heart's content.

"

After speaking, President Makarov added confidently: "Besides, there are two of us who have mastered the 'Repair Spell'."

Ke Wen's eyes twitched: "Your last sentence is the key point, right? So you stopped them so quickly before, just because you were worried about the guild's funds, right?"

"No, thick, thick... no, no, thick, thick..." President Makarov waved his hands repeatedly, laughing with a guilty conscience.

"Hey..." Ke Wen sighed again tiredly. With such an irregular guild leader, it would be strange for this guild to be normal.

"By the way." Ke Wen thought of something: "Mr. President, what's going on with Mira?"

"What point are you referring to?" President Makarov asked.

"Her clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, a wooden cup suddenly flew from the chaotic battlefield and hit Ke Wen on the head with a bang.

Ke Wen turned a blind eye and raised his hand to apply a 'clean up' on his hair that was soaked by wine, and then continued to ask: "I mean Mira's clothing pattern, when did she change to her current outfit?

"

Bang!

A broken leg of a wooden chair flew forward and hit President Makarov precisely in the middle of the head, then flipped and bounced away.

President Makarov also turned a blind eye and responded in his unique drawl: "That was three days ago."

"Three days?" Ke Wen thought for a while: "I remember that day you found a bracelet for Mira and suppressed her ghost hand."

"That's right." Makarov quickly tilted his head in response, hiding a plate still stained with food soup, and then continued: "The arm returned to normal, and the three brothers and sisters took on a mission.

, after getting the money, Mira bought such a set of clothes in a clothing store in the town."

At this time, a long table with most of its remains was thrown over here by someone unknown, and a shadow enveloped Coven and Makarov.

Bang! Wow——

The table hit the two of them, and with the shattering sound, a large number of fragments flew out.

President Kewen and President Makarov raised their hands in unison and threw sawdust above their heads.

Then, Coven continued to ask: "What's going on between Mira and Erza?"

"Well……"

Makarov tilted his head again, dodged a dinner plate, and then replied: "It seems to have been caused by the fight between Natsu and Elfman. Mira helped her brother teach Natsu a lesson, and then fought with him again.

Erza had a quarrel, and since then she has been trying to tell the difference..."

At this point, President Makarov suddenly took back his words and shouted towards the hall with an anxious look on his face: "Stop it! You bastards!"

Ke Wen turned around and saw that the battle had escalated again. Everyone had released the magic circle and was preparing to use magic to continue the fight.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, President Makarov slapped his chest in fear and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he yelled angrily: "You bastards! Do you want to dismantle the guild!?"

Hearing this, everyone who had their heads tied looked around at each other for a moment, then put away the magic circle in their hands, and laughed "hehehe".

A melee not only did not create any hatred among everyone, but instead made the smiles on their faces become closer.

Seeing this, President Makarov muttered something in a low voice, and then shouted again: "Okay! Get out of here! Wait for me to clean up the mess for you!"

"Haha! The old man is busy!"

"Hey! Thank you for your hard work, President."

"Come on daddy!"

…

The bastards, big and small, responded with playful smiles, and then the two brothers hugged each other and walked out of the guild gate together.

"Oh..." President Makarov shook his head in confusion: "Sooner or later, they will be angry to death!"

After finishing his words, President Makarov raised his palm and pointed it at various broken objects in the guild hall.

“Repaired as good as new!”

He drank and recited the spell, and the next moment, the entire guild hall seemed to have gone back in time. All the broken tables and chairs gradually became intact, and the plates and drinks returned to the table.

After cleaning up, President Makarov lost his mind and suddenly turned to look at Kewen, crying and saying with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Kewen! This magic you taught me is simply amazing."

It's like giving me a second life..."
To be continued...