Fiore

Main Roads.

In retrospective, running the hell outta the way of the Rune Knights might not have been, the most clever of the maneuvers, but Magnus had a powerful aversion, for both the Rune knights and the Council; calling them a lot of colorful names, after covering Erzas ears with his hands.

Magnus had been the first one to locate and detect the incoming patrol ship from the Fiore fleet, and he could sense the magical presence of several wizards on the ship; as soon as he saw the banner of the Council on the mast of the ship; he immediately opted for a tactical retreat.

It was not that he feared the knights or the other wizards aboard, it was simply that he wasn't really on the mood, to be detained, interrogated by the Rune Knights and the Council, and if they determined that he was dangerous, put him in confinement or worst.

After all, he was not a Guild wizard, he was operating out of the law, and that was excuse enough for the Council to chained him to hell and toss him into the deeper cell they could find for him to root, before his dangerous magic spreads around Ishgar.

And Magnus recognized that his magic, was a dangerous one; and he hadn't even show a sliver of what he could do at full potency, King had already told him more than once that his magic was one of the most lethal things in the universe, as it did not respect any boundaries and rules, it was wild and devastating, much as the original owner and holder of said magic.

It suits Magnus just fine.

Magnus took Erza and Rob and made a scape, transforming all three of them into a flock of ravens that cover the distance to the coast faster than the ship could have never done, and then he pushed them into the forest, ready to left the ship and the Rune Knights behind.

Speaking about those two, Magnus had to admit that Erza..did take better than he expected the news, and accepted him quite quickly, she didn't call him dad, but it was a work in progress, after all, Magnus knew that Erza had parents back at the Rosemary village, where she was from and trying to substitute them , would be offensive.

The girl would call him dad, when she would be ready, and even if she didn't do it, it doesn't matter, they were family now, and that was all that mattered.

When she recovered the conscious aboard the ship, she blinked a pair of times and noticing the change on her sight, she scratched the patch over her lost eye, and for astonishment, she discovered that had it back.

She took the patch off and open her new eye; as soon as the light hit her new eye, a more than welcome piercing sensation hit her sensitive eye, after so many time in the darkness, she was under the sun, and noticing the salty air of the seas.

She was crying, in part of happiness, in part in surprise, in part from her recovered eye...this was too much for the girl, who just sat and hugged her knees, trying to understand what had happen since she finally found Jerall and he...

She look around, trying to forget the pain, and the betrayal of her friend, the one that give her a name she liked a lot, a new name for her, when she had lost everything; she couldn't understand, why had betrayed Jerall all of them?, why?, why has he attack her?, that had no sense, that was not the Jerall she knew.

She noticed the arm of grandpa Rob on her, and raising her puffed eyes, she look at him, seriously confused and sad for what had happen in the Tower,and looking around for an explanation, how had they ended in a ship?, why had she two eyes now?, and where were the rest?.

Or at last she tried, her voice was laced with the crying she had been doing until now, tried to form words, but instead she babbled her questions and hugged the skinny form of her Grandpa, trying to get some comfort and sense from him.

"Its okay Erza" soflty consoled the old man " we are safe now" softly caressed her air as she cried her soul out.

"Grandpa...what happened?, where are we?, why Jerall betrayed us?, where is Simon and the rest?" ask Erza between cries.

"We...Magnus; the tall redhead man; free us but...a spell hit the docks hard, and he protect us again, but after then.."explained Rob, who don't really want to explain the child that she had lost all of their friends on the explosion.

"Magnus?" ask Erza blinking, trying wipe her tears "I remember him catching me in the air, when Jerall attacked me but nothing more...and why I had two eyes now?" ask the girl, still confused about her eye being back to her; when the taskmaster did a very good job on amputating it from her.

"Once again the answer is Magnus" chuckled with dark humor Rob.

"I am the answer of what exactly?" sound the voice of Magnus, eclipsing the two, with a couple of bowls of a stew in both his hands.

"About all the questions of Erza" said Rob, nodding in thanks for the bowl, he was starving, and he would need all the energies he could for the travel.

Magnus give Erza the second bowl, and took seat at her side, despite being an entire night and part of the day with his armor and feathered cape, there was no signal of tiredness in him, just his left eye closed...wait, what?.

"Magnus..." said the girl blinking at the closed eye of the man.

"What, lass?" ask Magnus leaning on the wood, and enjoying the calm sea; the sea was on his blood, all his people were sailor in some measure, and he was not an exception.

"You..." she extended her free hand, but doubted when he was near the left eye of the man, as if she feared that it would not be there; something that she had already deducted; but at the end, she carefully touched the closed eyelid.

Magnus did not say a word, and let the girl sort out her emotions, not much after, both her eyes were teary and ready to cry again.

The tall man, just ruffle her hair; playing with her like the child she was; with a warm smile in his strong features.

"Don't sweat over the small stuff, little one" said Magnus as Erza, recover her balance, not letting the bowl of stew fall, Rob pick it up before she let it fall, as she was in an emotional roller coaster, something that she was not accustom.

"But...I...you" stuttered Erza not really knowing what to say.

"I own you that at last" said Magnus changing his smile to a sad one " I failed you Erza, I couldn't save none of your friends".

Erza feel to her knees, shocked to the core by the news.

"No...Simon, Wally, Milliana, Sho" cried the girl between whispers.

"Jerall used a curse, a very potent one" explained Magnus " I caught you before you fell into the debris of the Tower and then made a run for the docks, I rise a barrier to try to keep the place but...the tsunami resulting of the collision, drags us to open sea".

"But...there are not death?" ask Erza with the kind of hope, only a little girl could had.

"I don't know" honestly answered Magnus.

"I would say that if they were on the other ship; the one that sailed first into open waters; then they could be anywhere on Fiore or any other surrounding countries" said Magnus, not really believing it, but Erza need that lie,after all, it could give her, the hope she need to get back on her feet again " but I am not going to lie to you, lass, I don't know what is their destiny, and for that, I am sorry".

Erza was...way over her head, she was just...well, there was no emotions, that could describe how she was feeling now, she was...happy to be free, she was sad for the lost of her friends, she was exultant to have her eye back, she was astonished for the sacrifice of Magnus; in resume, she was confused as hell.

The red head just hugged the waist of Magnus, burying her head in his cape and chain mail, and silently cry her soul out, lost and confused.

Rob and Magnus shared a look, it was not really a surprise, but Rob would have prefer Magnus to not be so blunt about it; in fact he would have preferred that Magnus would have lied the girl, still, it was the desires of an old man, who wanted to protect her little granddaughter.

"Its okay, little one" comforted Magnus the girl, hugging her little form with his strong and broad arms "let it all out, let it sweep itself out, such emotions are never a wrong thing".

Okay, Rob had to admit that it does seems that Magnus knows his stuff about parenthood, at last, on dealing with a little kid; it was a little surprising, how a man with his appearance, seems to be quite softhearted when children are involved.

But judging for what Magnus had tell Rob, despite his younger appearance, Magnus already knew how hard parenthood could it be; several times, and some of them did not end well, as Magnus had to kill his own blood, in three occasions.

One of the hardest moments of his life, to have to raise his weapons and magic against his own blood, when he always wanted a family.

Although Rob had sworn; a magical reinforced oath; do not spoke about what he was about to learn, he still had problems to swallow all the information, not everyday you meet a dimensional traveller, from a place where the Gods are very, very real, and thrice dangerous than even the worst monster of Ishgar; even Acnologia would have been considered a [Divine beast], all dragons were considered that.

Not after Erza had finally let it all go, she just ate her stew, completely expended, physically and emotionally; after all she had lead a slave revolt, being almost killed twice and performed a magic surgery that give her a new eye; and snuggled back into Rob and Magnus, the only pillars she had left of her world.

As the day passed and the ship was nursed by the waves into the coast of Fiore, Magnus detected the presence of the ship of the Rune Knights and as it had been told before, he run the hell out of them, before they could ask him all kind of questions.

Rob was amused, to see the interaction of Erza and Magnus, they do really look like father and child, their antics and how Magnus loved to rile the girl up, was always amused to watch, although, he loved the face of Magnus when he discovered that he could escape the questions of the Rune Knights, but never in hell, the questions of Erza.

The Scarlet pair, was a funny sight, and a balsam for the heart of Rob, who finally see that no matter what happens in the future; she will not be alone.

As soon as they land, and be back to human state, Erza interrogated Magnus about why had he flee?, was he some kind of criminal?, what magic had he use?...and so goes the list on.

With a patience proper of a saint, Magnus answered all the questions of Erza, and some of Robs, now that they were at it.

Magnus was a Celestial Spirit wizard, but a low level one, without a key, he could not call, the aid of the spirit he had a contract with, Morrigan, the youngest daughter of Corvus; a silver key ranked spirit; but it doesn't means that you couldn't emulate up to a point, the magic of the Spirit, as he has done, by tweaking the spell that Morrigan used to transform, into a some sort of transportation.

Erza, Rob and Magnus were a curious trio, walking over the roads of Fiore.

First thing, was to get some clothes for both, Erza and Rob, they could not be all day in those slave rags and Erza broken armor was nothing but scrap now.

Good thing, jewels were mostly the same for the last hundred years, not to mention, exchanging a precious stone into modern jewels was quite easy.

Magnus work as mercenary was quite profitable back in the day, and even with Re-quip, he preferred to have some precious stones; rubies, diamonds and the sort; around, jut for those moments on where the currency of a country worth nothing on the other.

As soon as they reach a village with a jewelry, Magnus exchange a very valuable diamond for some cash, that serve the three of them to actually go shopping and rent a little flat in one of the houses of the village.

Rob and Erza need to rest from the travel and the days of slavery, something that can only be done with a lot of rest and good food; and Magnus wanted to show Erza how good cook he was, even if he preferred by far, meats to fish or vegetables.

But then Erza discovered cakes; more concretely strawberry cakes; and hell broke loose, specially when she discovered that Magnus was capable of baking cakes better than any confectioner; that sealed the deal for her, demanding Magnus to bake a strawberry cake for her, at last once a week.

Magnus spoiled her a little in that sense, he did baked at last one strawberry cake a week for her; and always had some extra sweets at hand when she did well during their trainings.

Even if they were supposedly resting from the ordeal of the Tower of Heaven, Magnus see no reason, not to train Erza into whatever the magic she wanted; as suggestion of Rob, Erza was a natural at TK and Re-quip magic, specially weapons and armors, so the old man take care of her magical education, as Magnus taught her how to fight.

At the beginning Erza protested, she wanted to know all the magics she could, so she could protect everyone she cared from another Tower of Heaven or similar bullshit, but Rob explained her that mastering all the magics of the world was impossible, simply your body and soul is not attuned to it.

Ironically, Magnus and Erza took lesson from the old man together, even if he was powerful as hell wizard, she admitted that he had several blind spots in what theoretical magic was concerned, and learning along Erza would be a good form of pass the time, until he could tor..errr train the girl into combat training.

Rob called category five bullshit at that.

In fact, Magnus could give lesson pretty well, but he understood why he didn't want, first of all, Magnus was not a teacher; a good trainer, no doubt of that, but never a teacher; he would have a lot of problems trying to explain her the basics, when he had it so ingrained in his body that he had forgotten about how was it done.

It was like a nuclear scientist trying to explain an elementary school student, how does the nuclear fission works.

He could, but it will be difficult for both of them.

In the physical training department, Magnus was more than capable to teach Erza how to fight, specially after she learn Re-quip at a rate that left Magnus astonished and with an easiness that made Magnus a bit jealous.

If he tried to summon from his Re-quip, he usually took a lot more time that it would be safe for combat uses, on the other hand, after a few practice matches, Erza was incredible apt to change between weapons and armors in a second, perfect for combat.

And with a frown, she discovered that her magic, was actually quite expensive; after all, she need to buy the items, before she could store them safely in her Re-quip for when they were needed.

For Magnus amusement, she took a liking for a branch called Heart Kreuz, that not only did clothes but armors too; Erza did show some feminine traits, in the most curious of the ways, but Magnus had no problems with all her quirks; if it made her happy, it was ok in his books.

The trio live for a week in that apartment, as Magnus decided it will do good for Erza to explore Fiore a little before she went into Fairy Tail, after all, she needed to be a wizard to enter, and her Re-quip and Tk magic was still too green to be used in real combat.

The cultist were one thing, nothing but mocks and third rate brawn, none of them were real, trained professionals, but the bottom of the barrel of the wizardry world, if any real, professional wizard would be there, the slaves would have suffered a lot more casualties and loses.

To make his point clear, Magnus recover partially his job as mercenary and carried Erza with him, for a job of bandit extermination, the left over of a fallen Dark Guild had taken refugee in an old fortress from the war against Zeref deep in the forest, and the Rune Knights wanted them death or in prison.

Carrying the girl around, and never letting her forgot about her sword training, Magnus charged along the Rune Knights into the fortress, meanwhile, Erza watched him form the back of the lines of the Rune Knights.

As Magnus expected, it was a massacre...for the Rune Knights.

Among the Dark Guild ex-members was one of their aces, a bastard with Acid magic, that could create waves and pools of acid anywhere, he killed dozen of Rune Knights before Magnus beheaded him with Naegling; the crude aspect of the weapon was perfect for his cover of mercenary; and made short work of the rest of the wizards.

Erza run to her room and cried for an hour after they got back in the apartment; she had shed blood and suffer wounds that would have crippled a lesser man, but all of that was under the rush of hate, hope, adrenaline and despair.

Now, she had witness first hand, what a real combat is; there was no damper for the images, the screams and the blood that usually happens when spells and steel meet flesh and bones on the battlefield.

Rob sighed at the image, he really preferred if Magnus could be a little more sensible on the matter, but he could understood what the man was trying to do.

Magnus wanted Erza to understand that one can never underestimate, nor the enemy, nor the situation, as all can go FUBAR at a second notice and there is nothing you can do to prevent it, you will lose friends, comrades and lovers, every time, the steel is unsheathed and the spells chanted, and that is a harsh truth.

The tall man waited patiently at the entrance of the room, his senses were more than capable to ear the crying girl behind the door of her room, he was waiting till the right moment, where she had already pass the shock and deal with the emotion more or less, then he would come in and help her.

Despite all what he could have done, despite all the names the world could have called him; Magnus was a family man, and seeing his adoptive daughter in such state was something that wounded him, deeply than any weapon on earth.

But it was Erzas calling, she had chosen this path, the path of the wizard and the violence, and Magnus will be dammed if he didn't support her in her decision; even to the bitter consequences that such a decision could have on her.

Rob show the stone expression of the man, but her clenched fist were a very good indicator of his internal conflict and simply sighed, he was a wizard too, once Magnus had told them how the battle was, he simply understood, it was the price of the power.

A lesson that all good wizards out there should have learn as fast as possible; and something that the Council seem to hammer in the worst possible way, to all the wizardry world; for one thing they were doing right, when it comes to the practical application, they did horrible wrong.

An hour later, Erza seems to had calmed enough, so Magnus called for entrance, and after a couple of seconds she opened the door of her room; no matter if she had locked it, a quick rune on the handle and the door opened for him like it has been unlocked at this time.

Walking to the bed of the girl; and noticing how she had not took off her favorite Kreuz armor; Magnus sat on bed and start to comb the red hair of his daughter, whose muffled sobs sound under the wet pillow.

"Erza" called Magnus to the girl, in a warm but serious voice.

The girl; whose eyes were already swollen for the cries; rise her head from the pillow and look at Magnus, she was far from the strong girl, that she slowly becoming, now, her emotions had taken the best of her, and for Magnus, that was a good thing.

Emotions should never the cut short, they are the very things that defines them as living beings, otherwise, there will be no difference between a cardboard and a human; not definitely an universe where Magnus wanted to live.

But dealing with emotions, was a hard trick to master; not even Magnus, with seven hundred years of practice had it under control, not to mention, emotions are sneaky bitches, that came to stab you in the back when you less expected.

Magnus pick her up, getting her close to his chest; don't really giving a fuck about the armor; hugging her and leaning his head over hers, putting her in the space under his jaw, close to his chest.

"Those are enough tears, little one" whispered Magnus using one hand to caress her face and hair, comforting the sad girl.

"I...I was scared, I froze" confessed Erza " I...didn't knew what to do, I saw those people die in such horrid ways, than I...when I fought in the Tower, I..." she was a complete wreckage, and Magnus knew it was completely normal.

"Shush, Erza, is okay" soothed Magnus the girl " the first time, I saw blood and death so close, I too, froze like you" it was a lie in a sense, after all, the first time Magnus entered in combat, the gift of the Ódr transformed him into a Berserkr and when the battle frenzy dissipated from his mind, he puked at the sight of the carnage he had done with his battle ax.

Erza was sniffing trough her nose, and surprisingly, she dispelled her armor and put her favorite purple pajama on with her Re-quip.

"Damn, she is fast with her magic" thought Magnus, amused and impressed with her, no doubt she was a natural with the Re-quip magic.

Channeling a bit of magic around his body, Magnus increased her body temperature, so Erza will be soon hugging a human sized heat pack, after all, she had been all this time with her cold armor around, a little heat will do her well to prevent sickness.

"I only want to be strong Magnus" said her in a whisper " I want to be strong for Grandpa, for you, for Simon, Wally, Milliana, Sho..and Jerall" this last name came in a barely audible tone, a name that Magnus pick up thanks to his enhanced hearing.

Magnus still had his doubts about the blue haired boy, he feared that he was nothing but a puppet of something dangerous, something far more lethal than just a crazy boy with delusions of grandeur.

But there was nothing he could done, the place was already wrecked, and the Rune Knights pick up the slaves, they will deal with the Tower of Heaven, as they did in the past, each time a shit like that pooped up in their radar.

"Erza, you are strong" said Magnus "so much I am certain".

"But..." protested her.

"Erza" cut Magnus with a sight but in a warm tone of voice " you are a child, powerful, talented, sure, but a child, and despite the hell you had to live in the Tower of Heaven, you had never been in a battlefield, neither against a professional wizard".

Erza snuggled closer to him, as the memories of the Tower and the suffering she experimented get back to her; Magnus hug her closer, and glowed golden for a second, her own beacon against the darkness; reminding her, that she was not alone.

"Now, you know how a battlefield is, how dangerous, nasty and cruel could it be" Magnus left hand, combed her hair, caressing her head as he spoke.

"Do not feel any shame, do not doubt about yourself, take that cruel lesson and use it for improving yourself" said Magnus " what did I taught you about combat?".

"Improvise, adapt, overcome" recited her like a mantra.

"Exactly" laughed Magnus "I am proud of you Erza, never thought otherwise" said Magnus to the girl in his arms " and I am sure, that you only will made me prouder in the future, but this is the present, on where you are still learning, opening your eyes to the world around you and discovering how big it really is".

Erza was blushing to the color of her hair, she had never call him dad, but there was times, when she almost call him that, he had been there for her, from the day they left the Tower, he had give her all she need, and took care of her and Grandpa rob.

"Thanks...Magnus" said her.

"That was family is for" barked like a laugh in low tone Magnus.

Erza slipped into sleep, surrounded by the powerful arms of Magnus, who just stood there for all the night, smiling at Rob, when the old man come into the room, to see how was Erza, the old wizard chuckled in low voice and bring a tankard of beer to Magnus, saying him goodbye for the night.

After that event, Erza took Magnus lesson to the heart, she was not going to allow such a thing to stop her to became strong, so none will never, ever took Grandpa or Magnus from her; neither will anybody took from her, her friends when she will found them.

Magnus and Rob where happy with the development of the girl, if that was her drive, they saw no reason to say nothing about it, specially when there was that crazy hope that all of her friends did survive to the blast of the Curse of Jerall and the barrier of Magnus.

They left the village, at the third month, when Rob was more than recovered and Erza was capable enough with her weapons and magic; at last in the strict opinion of Magnus; to be safe to travel trough the wilderness and into the mountains and forest of Fiore.

It could been a lot more safer and quicker to actually travel by carriage or even took one of those blasted trains, but Magnus wanted Erza to get acquainted with the life in the wilderness, how to camp, how to recognize the dangers of the forest and mountains, how to hunt, find food and water.

Basic survival skills, something that several wizards should take good note about, specially those who specialize in exploring old ruins and discovering the archeological rests of the older civilizations.

Not to mention, it would do well for her, to face on, some of the monsters that conform the dangerous fauna of the wild Fiore, the beast that were practically, the bread and butter of half of the guilds jobs; apart from magical investigation and dealing with the underworld of the wizardry world; and one of the best ways for Erza to get accustom to deal with inhuman opponents and to think out out of the box when the situation required it.

Magnus and Rob were mostly as spectators when a monster come out and Erza manifested her favorite swords to deal with it, for a ten years old, she was a very strong child, and Magnus suspected, his eye could have something to do with her increased strength.

She had take a liking for the sword that came with the Kreuz armor, using them for everything until she need to take an specific armor and weapon for her arsenal to deal with an specific enemy.

As the travel started, Magnus had already by a lot of weapons and three different set of armors for her to practice, equipping and Re-quipping as fast as she could, along several different clothes that had caught her fancy...and costumes that Magnus had no idea why she had found them cute.

And a secondary benefit, Magnus could join her in her training, and perfecting their teamwork, as both were a pair of wizards that used weapons and liked close combat, contrary to several of wizards that were confident in their skills and had almost none close combat training.

In one of those sessions, Magnus decided to change roles and order Erza to retreat and attack only with her telekinesis, controlling all the swords she could, and using them as projectiles, shields, diversions and whatever she could thing about.

The challenge only fired up the girl, who rise a fist with he eyes on fire; something that made Magnus smile widely;and shouted how she was going to hunt even more beast than him.

Between them, they did short work of a dangerous pack of Terradons; an odd beast, not very common in Fiore, that was like a land shark, with four powerful legs and the innate skill; or magic, the biologist are still debating about it; to dive on solid earth like it was water.

They are resilient and nasty hunters, that could eat several times his notable body mass in one go, and still continue hunting, until they had devoured all the preys of a zone, migrating to the next one.

Magnus had been lucky enough to catch up the conversation between the manor and a local of the last town they had been, and offer him and Erza to deal with the problem, at half the Guild rate; not really having nothing to lose, the manor accepted the offer and they quickly moved to hunt the Terradons.

Meanwhile Rob would wrote a letter for Fairy Tail master, telling him, that they were on route to the Guild and he would bring two new members for the Guild, ones that no doubt will suit Fairy Tail craziness like a glove.

Rob was convinced, Maky was going to lose the few hair he could had left after he meet the father and daughter combo.

They did not know what restraint is; in the months they had travel together, Rob almost had several heart attacks when they went a little overboard in their training and end up smashing everything in their paths or accidentally destroy something important.

Magnus was by far, the worst of the two, his thrice be dammed magic was nuts, it was like all his magic had only one purpose, to cause the maximum amount of damage possible, there was no other explanation about how all his spells were absolutely overkill...not really a surprise he used several magical weapons to keep the damage as controlled as he could.

Speaking of the devil, Magnus and Erza were having a great time, hunting down the Terradon packs.

Erza was improving leaps and bounds her control over the floating swords around her, throwing them like a rain of swords into the ground, piercing the hard earth and hunting down any Terradon that tried to scape from their wrath.

Magnus on the other hand, had training his magic, instead of charging into battle, using those golden , vicious wolves of him, to cause massive damages to any Terradon on his path.

"Sköll and Hati" were almost living magic, predatory instincts gave form and power, to hunt and crush the enemies of the wizard that call their power.

The former Campione, had to admit that it did fell good to have magic that resembled so much, what he knew and worshiped when he was nothing but a mortal men among the proud inhabitants of Midgard.

A lot of his spells were based in the myths and lore of his people, as a homage to his brother and sisters, and those gods that he fought and respect during his time as the oldest and most powerful of the Campiones of an era; until the King of the End appeared and killed each other in a fight for the ages.

But that was an old tale, from another dimension, there was nothing he could do right now about it, and he will be dammed if he let it affect the good life he had in this dimension; focusing his mind back into the moment; he released another golden wolf head to a Terradon.

The golden beast tore the side of the Terradon like it was wet paper instead of hard skin, leaving the beast shocked in the floor and profusely bleeding.

In a demonstration of savagery and frenzy, the rest of the four legged brown skinned earth sharks turn against the wounded member of their pack, biting and tearing apart his wounded body, feeding on him, as the blood drive them mad.

Magnus made a signal to Erza, this was a perfect opportunity to took all of them out at once, and to see how good was Erza dealing area damage, her swords and weapons were good to dealing with single objectives, but this time she needed to cause as much harm as possible in all the area she could cover.

Erza jumped into the air, and with a frown of concentration, materialized a dozen of swords, pushing all of them with her mind, as a lethal rain of blades.

Magnus smilled approvingly, and called for his own weapon, to deal with anything that could have space from the sudden death from above.

"Ullr" called Magnus for a weapon of his arsenal, materializing a black wood bow, covered from one extreme to the other in a intricate pattern of golden runes, that echoed softly with the magical power of Magnus.

Taking aim, Magnus extend a string of pure magical power, creating a large and head screwed arrow, focusing his mind and power into one drilling arrow.

"I call for the bless of the hunter" said Magnus releasing the arrow, as soon as the golden projectile left the bow, it separated in four more identical drills and hunt down the survivors of Erzas onslaught, deeply piercing on the flesh and organs of the Terradons effectively killing them.

Erza landed at his side,swords still in hand; and Magnus vanish the bow with a proud smile on his face, Erza blushed for a second,and put her sword back in her Re-quip.

Magnus noted that Erza didn't go anywhere without her armor; he knew that she loved the Heart Kreuz designs but this was taking the things a little too far, well, he was not one to talk, as he wore his chain mail almost everywhere, along the black feathered cape that Morrigan gifted to him,as prove of the contract.

Speaking of which, in the four towns that they had been so far, none of the magical shops had a Key; not even a silver one, heck not even a Canis minor Key; although they had some interesting magical weapons and armors, that Erza loved to add to her arsenal.

Even the Strawberry armor, Magnus was confused and amused by that one...that armor was...interesting, to say the last; completely useless in his opinion but if she liked it...well, he had to admit that using it for hunting Vulcans was an unexpected side benefit.

Magnus took out from his Re-quip and carving knife and walked to the corpses, he needed a proof of the killing and as a second note, the flesh of the Terradon could be a delicatessen if it was cooked correctly.

Mostly in soups and some stews, although he wanted to roast it over a soft charcoal oven, but that would be ideas for another moment, right now their apartment did not posses such equipment.

Kneeling near to one of the mangled corpses, Magnus started to show Erza how to pick up the best parts of the hunted beast, so nothing could be wasted.

She was a little green at the beginning, but after the episode with the Rune Knights and the fortress, she had steeled her will and promise herself to endure it like a professional would do, at the same time, she was quite fascinated with Magnus knowledge in almost everything war or survival related.

And she reminded herself that today, was cake day, and she loved dad cakes; she surprised herself a little after that thought cross her mind, but then, she realized that Magnus was like a dad for her, much like Rob was her Grandpa, although had never call the tall, fellow redhead; man, dad; she just couldn't bring herself to it.

She felt like she would been betraying her original parents, even if they were killed by those cultist that raid her village; it look like a lifetime for her, from the peaceful Rosemary Village, to the Tower of Heaven, to Fiore, traveling with Magnus and Grandpa Rob all over the country.

She awaken for her mussing, where Magnus pick up the sack with the proofs and the ingredients he wanted to test, when he could found an adequate oven; the good thing about Re-quip, is that it could keep things relatively fresh and well maintained, not forever, but yes for enough time to made it possible to carry around several ingredients for a long time, with relative assurance that they will not go to waste.

"That would be enough" said Magnus, cleaning his hands and the knife with a towel from his Re-quip; Erza and him had already more than develop the custom to always carry around, all the items needed to keep you tools in shape.

"Can we go home now?" ask Erza looking at the slowly darkening sky " we had to deliver the proofs before the end of the day".

"Aye, right you are Erza" nodded Magnus raising and slowly storing the sack of the proofs into his Re-quip.

"You are slow Magnus" chimed Erza, happy to actually had something that was better than Magnus.

"Well, not everybody had your natural talent for this, lass" snorted Magnus, who need a complete minute to safely store the sack, he knew that Erza barely need seconds to store anything, and her magical reserves and Re-quip space was humongous.

Magnus suspected that his transplant could have something to do with it, but he had marked it as a bonus, if it empowers his daughter, that was a good thing in his book.

Erza straightened, proud of her achievements, she had took that look and stance from one of her books, Magnus was convinced it was some book about the code of Knighthood, however, she had take it...her way, and keep some things and forgot about others.

Well, at last, it was an upstanding code of honor, the one that the knights of this dimension had; if only they knew what the fuckers had done in his own dimension, they would think twice about follow their example.

Any case, Erza was slowly becoming a knight on her own right, with a good code of honor and with a high morals...

Magnus was eager to see the upcoming chaos that Morrigan was going to bring to her life, the daughter of Corvus was a free spirited girl; pun not intended; who do everything their way, and had the power to back up all her claims.

"Come on, I am hungry" pouted Erza and Magnus raised an eyebrow, but then he realized why she was that impatient, after all, today he had promised her a strawberry cake, and she always made him fill his promises.

She had picked up the habit from him, to actually, never, ever, back off of your words; if you are wrong, apologize and correct your ways, but never fault to your own word, you will only regret it afterwards.

Magnus chuckled and ruffled her hair in an affective manner, but with force enough to throw her out of balance and mess with her hair.

Erza grab her head and pouted at him with a murderous glare on her eyes; Magnus could only think about how cute she was when she was flustered and embarrassed, she was an ten or eleven years old girl; for Yggdrasil sakes, she should be more worried about other things, that to learn sword magic.

Actually, none of them were actually sure about her age, as the time in the Tower of Heaven was almost and empty space for Rob and her; so they just consider that she was a ten years old girl, and left it at that.

"Lead the way, little knight" laughed Magnus raising to his six feet and half tall stature.

Much to the disappointment of Erza who was a four feet tall girl in very good shape, just a glance at her features, and anyone could tell how she was going to grow into a breathtaking beauty.

Magnus secretively, loved to tease the little girl with the stature topic, it distract her from other physical features, like the pair of melons on her chest; covered by the armor, thanks Yggdrasil; or how her right eye, changed to a golden color each time she was upset and channel magic into her body.

He knew that he was going to beat the boys off his girl with a long and full or rusted nails stick, but at the same time, sometime nagged in his mind, that Erza was not going to have such a problem, considering her character and how stern she seemed to be...well, it was more probable that she was going to be the one beating with a stick all the hussies that wanted a piece of her dad.

She had grow quite overprotective of Rob and him, any time an attractive woman tries to flirt with Magnus; who was a handsome devil and knew it pretty well; she glared the woman like she was taking the measures of the coffin out of her.

It makes a lot more difficult for Magnus to have a date in conditions, but not that he was interested right now in any kind of relationship; he had a daughter and an old man to take care off now, and unless he found an astonishing woman that could caught his fancy, he would stay off the market, so to speak, until Erza was already established in Fairy Tail.

Rob was eager to get into Magnolia, the home town of the Guild; judging by the letters, he and Makarov; the Third Master of Fairy Tail, and old pal of Rob; exchanged, the old master was happy to have his friend back, and eager to meet the two of them, the so called Scarlet family.

Erza blushed and protested at Rob for the name, but Magnus was smiling at the idea, giving the old man two thumbs up.

It could appear as it was nothing, but a name, was a very important thing, it granted you, not only identity, but at the same time, it could grant you, infamy, fame, fortune, all depends of what and when the name is used.

Magnus the mercenary that fought on the war of Zeref a hundred years ago was death, so no one would ever look for him, in the form of Magnus Scarlet, father of Erza Scarlet, wizards of Fairy Tail.

It was a promising new beginning.

Ah, yeah, Mavis was right, as usual, Eternal adventure, this truly was the Best World Ever.