During the Seven Years

Chapter 3

The next day, I embark on my journey to the Magic Council's headquarters, the anticipation bubbling within me as I navigate the familiar streets of Magnolia. A warm glow envelops me, courtesy of the rising sun, which casts a radiant light over the city, making everything feel alive and vibrant. The gentle rustle of leaves in the morning breeze and the distant laughter of children playfully reminds me of the warmth and community that defines Magnolia, even on a quiet day like this.

As I approach the train station, my thoughts drift to the aftermath of the Tower of Heaven incident. The Magic Council, once shrouded in power and authority, faced immense humiliation from that ordeal. I can't help but ponder what measures they might be taking to ensure such a catastrophe doesn't occur again. Are they reevaluating their members? Strengthening their protocols? The weight of their expectations adds to the unease coiling in my stomach.

Just as I immerse myself in thought, the sound of the train arriving jolts me back to reality. Its rhythmic clatter on the tracks fills the air, and I'm surprised at how quickly it arrived. I inhale deeply, steeling myself for what lies ahead. An uncomfortable knot of anxiety tightens within me—perhaps it's the realization that I am undertaking this journey alone, without the support of my team.

As the train doors slide open, I join the flow of passengers pouring inside. The interior is warm and inviting, with plush seats and the soft murmur of conversation creating a comforting ambiance. I find a booth near the window, sliding into the seat and gazing out as the scenery of Magnolia blurs past. Despite my trepidation about the meeting with the Magic Council, a small smile curves my lips. It's an honor to receive an audience with such powerful figures in the magical world.

Reflecting on my situation, I remind myself that if I were in trouble, they wouldn't have requested my presence through Master Makarov. When Erza faced her consequences not long ago, the guards came directly to take her into custody. This was different, and I had to trust that I would be welcomed rather than reprimanded.

I exhale a soft sigh, attempting to shake off the nagging worries. The only way to uncover the truth behind their request is to meet with them in person. Leaning my head against the cool window, I close my eyes, allowing the rhythmic motion of the train to lull me into a light slumber. Perhaps a brief nap will help ease my nerves.

When I awaken, sunlight floods the train car, and I stretch my arms, blinking away the remnants of sleep. "Attention, passengers!" a cheerful voice announces over the intercom, breaking the quiet hum of the train. "We will be arriving in the city of Era in eight minutes. If this is your stop, please prepare to disembark. Thank you for riding with us, and have a wonderful day!"

I scramble to gather my belongings, feeling a surge of adrenaline as the train comes to a stop. As the doors open, I step off into the bustling atmosphere of Era, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension. Although I am confident I am not in any trouble, the knot in my stomach remains, a constant reminder of the unknown.

My gaze sweeps across the area, and I spot the imposing structure that houses the Magic Council, perched atop a distant mountain like a sentinel watching over the city. Its grand architecture looms above, evoking both awe and intimidation. I can't help but roll my eyes, wishing that the journey up the mountain were less arduous, but there's no turning back now. With a determined breath, I set off toward the mountain path, ready to face whatever awaits me at the council. Each step feels heavier as I climb, but I remind myself that I am not just a messenger—I am a celestial spirit mage, and this meeting could change everything.