Fairy Tail: My Magic is Yugi Muto's Deck

Chapter 17: Let's not even mention the shabby little guild.

At the port of Asroba, a small merchant ship is docked at the shore.

The loading workers methodically carried boxes of goods onto the merchant ship and neatly stacked them on the spacious deck.

In their spare time, they would occasionally glance at the rest platform not far from the merchant ship.

There, Chase, having left the abandoned lighthouse, was talking to a fat man with a full beard.

The fat man's name was Lambert, and he was the captain of the merchant ship that was about to set sail, intending to transport Asroba's specialties to the other side of the continent for business.

"I see. So you're the mage recommended by Marshall."

Lambert held Marshall's letter of introduction in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "We certainly welcome a mage from a legitimate guild accompanying us, but..."

"To be honest, the seas are not very peaceful these days, with pirates running rampant. If it weren't for the fact that this job could earn us a lot of hard-earned money, we wouldn't be willing to take the risk."

"So if any accident happens, we may not be able to guarantee your safety."

This guy had a beer belly and looked like the kind of ruthless old merchant who only cared about profit, but I didn't expect him to be so honest.

Chase made this assessment in his mind, but on the surface he waved his hand dismissively and laughed, "You can rest assured about that. If we really encounter pirates, they are the ones who should be ensuring our safety."

Seeing his confident demeanor, Lambert stopped trying to persuade him.

"We will set sail in about half an hour. Please take care of us in the meantime."

As a shrewd and calculating maritime merchant, he agreed so readily, partly out of self-interest.

Marshall's story is already common knowledge in Asroba, and any mage who can accept his commissions must be quite powerful.

Having someone like that accompany you is like having an extra layer of free protection, so why not take advantage of it?

"Likewise," Chase said, shaking hands with Lambert.

As if suddenly remembering something, Lambert asked, "By the way, we also entrusted the Black Pheasant Legs guild with escorting us on this voyage. I wonder if Mr. Chase knows this guild?"

Chess did not tell him that he was a Fairy Tail mage.

"Black Pheasant's Foot?" Chase frowned in surprise.

Earlier, when I was standing on the shoulders of the giant rock soldier to return to the guild, some reckless thing blocked my way. It seemed to be the strongest mage of this Black Pheasant Legs guild.

Why is this little black guild everywhere I go?

"Don't you recognize him?"

"I've heard of them, but our guild isn't very familiar with them."

"I see. That's a bit of a shame. Black Pheasant's Leg is quite famous in this area."

"Asroba is really falling behind."

"What did you say?"

No, no.

Chess chuckled and shook his head.

The guild that claims to have the strongest member probably can't even beat Macao. How is it that such a guild is quite famous?

For a moment, Chess couldn't tell whether Asropa was too remote or Fairy Tail was just too powerful...

Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly heard the sound of leather boots stomping on the floor.

"Ah, they've just returned."

Following the direction Lambert was pointing, three mages in overalls uniforms were walking towards them.

The setup is the same as the Lane Engine Squad: two young men and one young woman. The sycophantic mage carries a lot of bags on his shoulders, while the female mage is empty-handed.

I understand everything I understand.

But why wear such an appropriate uniform...?

The strong sense of déjà vu made Chase unable to help but mentally complain, as if he were seeing the shadow of an old friend.

"Mr. Lambert, where is the cargo? Are we ready to set sail now?"

The leading female mage had short red hair, was of average beauty, but had a very broad mind.

"Just a moment, it'll be ready soon," Lambert replied with a smile.

"And who is this?" The female mage noticed Chess standing to the side.

"He's also a mage; we'll board the ship together later."

"You don't trust Black Pheasant's Leg, so you're recruiting mages from other guilds?" the sycophantic mage number one questioned unhappily.

Seeing this, Lambert quickly explained, "No, no, Mr. Chase was introduced by a friend."

"Chess? I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before..."

The female mage rested her chin on her hand, her brows furrowed slightly as she carefully examined Chess.

After pondering for a few seconds, unable to recall, she pointed at Chess and asked directly, "Hey, which guild are you from?"

Upon hearing this, Lambert curiously pricked up his ears, also wanting to know which guild this mage who had accepted Marshall's commission came from.

Normally, Fairy Tail's S-class mages are very well-known, especially characters like Chess, who once topped the weekly magic magazine's "Destruction King" list.

However, just like the answer I received from Mira earlier.

Having not returned to Fiore for over a year, he had long been replaced by rising stars like Nazgre and gradually faded from public view.

"Sigh, let's not even talk about this lousy guild."

Chase scratched his head and sighed in distress, "Compared to your Black Pheasant Legs, it's really pathetic."

The reason he wasn't in a hurry to protect his family wasn't because he was the kind of person who was patient and discreet, but rather...

When you're out in the world, your reputation is something you earn yourself!

If I say it now without any suspense, how am I supposed to put on a big show later?

—Although the exact reason is still uncertain, Chess is convinced that this voyage will definitely encounter pirates!

Meanwhile, with Black Pheasant and the other two holding the line, he could lurk in the shadows and gather as much information as possible.

"It's not easy for a small guild like yours. Although we're not the target of this commission, we're all legitimate guilds, so it's normal for us to help each other out."

Seeing Chess's bewildered expression, the female mage immediately guessed what was wrong. She took two steps forward and patted him on the shoulder understandingly, "Don't worry, we'll protect you if you're in danger!"

"Um, thank you."

Looking at the girl's gentle smile that seemed to radiate light, Chase felt a little guilty and ashamed, and thanked her.

This weak and listless appearance was naturally interpreted by the sycophantic mage number two on the other side as a lack of confidence.

"Hey, it's no big deal. With our invincible mid-part team here, you can relax!"

What the heck is this team name that I absolutely swear about?!

"Ha, haha." Chase could only awkwardly laugh and keep scratching his head.

After a while, the group became quite familiar with each other.

At Lambert's call to set sail, they boarded the merchant ship together.

"By the way, Mr. Lambert, your ship should be sturdy enough, right?"

Just as they were setting sail, Chess suddenly asked a question out of the blue.

"Don't worry, even the biggest storms won't blow it away!" Lambert said confidently, patting his chest.

The mage with the black pheasant's leg shook his head and cast a pitiful look at Chess: "A small guild is just a small guild. They're afraid of this and that even when they go out to sea!"

They weren't wrong this time; Chase was indeed a little scared.

Captain Lambert is a pretty good guy; he's worried he might slip up and not pay attention later...

They dismantled the boat and its crew.

hum!

As the white sails glowed with the light of a magic array, the merchant ship gradually sailed away from the shore and headed towards the turbulent sea.

Soon, the city's outline disappeared into the horizon, replaced by the vast, boundless waves.

The first half of the voyage went quite smoothly, and they even passed through areas where pirates were highly active without incident.

However, just as Lambert's anxiety began to subside, he took out a bottle of his prized champagne, ready to celebrate the safe and uneventful trip with Chase and the others.

Oh oh oh!

Suddenly, a sharp, urgent alarm sounded on the deck, followed by the merchant ship's lookout's terrified screams.

"No, this is bad! Pirates! There's a pirate ship at five o'clock, hurtling towards us at high speed!!"