Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Return
[Scene: Guild Assembly Ruins]
Magic Council forces were already restoring order. Healers tended to the wounded. The battlefield still smelled of burnt magic, shattered earth, and something darker…
[Escanor stood in silence, the broken remains of the Curse Song flute in his hand—dry, cracked, powerless.]
Magic Force Captain (respectfully): Lord Escanor… May we take possession of the remnants for study?"
Escanor (nodding faintly): It's just a husk now. No threat remains."
He handed it over. The flute barely held its shape—like it would crumble under the weight of memory alone.
[Makarov approached quietly, arms crossed, gaze fixed on the distant crater where the demon once stood.]
Makarov (low, serious): serious):"Escanor… What do you think?"
Escanor (without turning): This wasn't a revival. It was engineered. Someone fed that relic power far beyond its original design. The Curse Song was amplified… corrupted. Someone is moving in the shadows."
He lowered his voice.
Escanor: We may need to prepare… for the Guild's underground."
Makarov (sternly): ...We'll speak of that back at the guild."
The look in Makarov's eyes said, Not here, not now. He turned away, leaving Escanor in his thoughts.
[A quiet presence behind him. Then: arms around his back, gentle, warm.]
Erza (softly): You're thinking too much again…"
Escanor (whispers): I worried you. I'm sorry…"
Erza (finger to his lips): No apologies. Not from you. Whatever path you choose… I'll follow—even into hell."
Her voice was resolute but trembling.
Escanor said nothing, only turned and held her tightly. For a moment, in a world still trembling from chaos, there was stillness—just the sound of two heartbeats.
[Scene: Magic Council Rewards Ceremony]
The Magic Council spun the narrative: another threat from Zeref's legacy, extinguished by a hero of light. Escanor's role was glorified. Praise came from all guild masters.
But words were not all they gave.
A massive magic airship, untouched for 400 years—built to battle dragons—was offered as tribute. Dormant for centuries due to its enormous energy demands.
Council Leader: This vessel was built by the Solaris Empire… infused with sun-forged alloys. None have awakened it—until now."
Escanor stepped forward. The ring-shaped controller hummed in his hand.
Escanor (infusing magic): Let's see if you remember how to fly."
The ring blazed golden. The ship responded instantly, hovering, then lifting silently into the sky like a phoenix reborn.
Escanor (to himself, smiling faintly): It suits me."
[Scene: En route to Magnolia]
Inside, the airship was smooth and eerily stable. No turbulence. Just silence and golden light. Even Natsu, infamous for his motion sickness, ran through the ship laughing like a child.
Natsu (shouting): I don't feel sick!! I'm cured!! This ship is a miracle!!"
Gray (grinning): That's what it took?"
Escanor (chuckling softly): ...This ship… it feels alive."
He leaned against the railing, eyes watching the clouds. Then—
??? (whisper, barely audible): "Thank you…"
Escanor (eyes narrowing): "… Who's there?"
He scanned the air but found nothing.
[Scene: Magnolia Town—Moments Later]
The sun emblem atop the magic airship shimmered as the golden ship streaked across the sky. Below, townspeople looked up in awe.
Townsperson 1: That's… that's a magic airship!"
Townsperson 2: No, that's not just any airship. That's a floating palace…"
Townsperson 3 (pointing): Wait—it's heading for Fairy Tail!!"
[Scene: Fairy Tail Plaza]
The golden vessel descended slowly before the guild. Doors opened. Makarov stepped out first, followed by Natsu, Lucy, Gray, Erza… and finally Escanor.
Jet: MASTER?! You came back in that?!"
DDroy: I thought it was the king or something!!"
Levy: Escanor… that ship… it's beautiful…"
Makarov (waving them off): Alright, alright! Let's not crowd the plaza. Back inside!"
[Inside the guild hall]
Mira approached Escanor, her smile bright yet shy.
Mira: Welcome home…"
Escanor (smiling): ...I'm back."
Mira: Was the mission… smooth?"
Escanor: It's resolved. For now."
They walked slowly together at the back of the group. Erza, understanding the moment, quietly lingered behind.
[Scene: Makarov addresses the guild.]
Makarov briefly summarized the battle—but carefully avoided mentioning Ankhseram, the black mist, or the cursed negotiation. He simply praised Escanor's victory over the demon and acknowledged the Council's reward.
Elfman: That airship's MANLY!"
LLevy: I can't believe Zeref's demon appeared again…"
Wakaba: And got obliterated by Escanor. I almost feel bad for the thing…"
[After the crowd dispersed, Makarov called Escanor, Erza, and Mira to the inner office.]
[Scene: Guild's Private Office—Evening Light Pouring In]
Makarov sat quietly, his eyes heavy with concern.
Makarov: ...Escanor. Tell me everything. That black mist—was it him?"
Escanor nodded slowly.
Escanor (voice low): Yes. It was Ankhseram."
Mira (startled): The god of death?!"
Erza (serious): What did he want…?"
Escanor (grim): "To make me his 'agent.'" To reap souls. To finish what Zeref refused to do."
Makarov (eyes narrowing): And you refused?"
Escanor (firmly): I told him, I stand at the apex of all living beings. I won't kneel."
Makarov (closing his eyes): ...Good. Then we begin preparing. I'll unlock the Guild's underground records. We may need everything."
There was a heavy silence in the room. A line had been crossed. The age of gods and demons wasn't over—it was just beginning again.
Escanor (looking out the window): He mentioned… the Ancient Gods. That they all perished… and that I would too."
Erza (quietly): Then we'll be the ones to write a new ending."
Mira (softly): As long as we're together… there's nothing we can't face."
Outside the window, the sun dipped low, painting the guild hall in warm gold.