Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Spirit Magic?!

Chapter 45: Half a Year and News

Standing by the window, Moen looked at the dark sky outside. There wasn't much to see in Magnolia at four in the morning.

Turning around to look inside, Moen immediately spotted the suit of armor displayed on the shelf.

Clean and tidy, with a slight metallic sheen, and a very imposing design, this was a birthday gift Erza gave him half a year ago.

Unfortunately, this armor was not produced by the system and could not be stored in the system space. Moen's "Changing Magic" could not work, so it could only be displayed as a decoration.

Next to the armor were many other items, all gifts from others. The less practical ones were left to gather dust, such as a pair of wooden handcuffs given by Laki.

It has to be said that everyone's hobbies are really diverse. Who would have thought that the seemingly intellectual Laki would like to collect all kinds of torture instruments...

"Clang!"

Moen flicked a gold coin, which tumbled a few times before landing back in his hand. It landed head-up, with his profile engraved on it.

This is a lucky gold coin given to me by Kana. It is said to have been blessed by a "fortune teller" and is very effective in ensuring safety.

Moen strongly suspects that this "fortune teller" is actually Kana herself.

In contrast, the dessert Wendy gave him was the most practical, at least it was edible, and he ate it quickly.

Oh right, and that adventure novel Levy gave me, which is supposedly a bestseller. He's already read it, and the quality... well, it's just so-so.

The fantasy adventure novels in this world are too primitive, and it desperately needs him to bring some dimensional reduction attacks from another world. Mo En has been writing for the past six months and is not far from finishing the book. At the same time, he has also begun to create his own exclusive background music, the execution theme.

As for Natsu and Gray's gifts... let's not even mention them.

Natsu gave me a magical bird egg, which didn't hatch, and Gray gave me a life-sized ice sculpture, which melted long ago because it couldn't fit in the refrigerator. I don't know what's so cool about these two things.

Moen's room was filled with many gifts, all of which he had received over the years.

He would prepare gifts for his guildmates, whether it was their birthday or a holiday, so everyone would naturally reciprocate with gifts. That's how he cultivated their relationships.

If you don't care about others, how can you expect them to care about you?

Putting the lucky coin in his pocket, putting on the "Sound Pot" music player, Moen went out and began his morning exercise.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

After a simple morning run to warm up, Moen started throwing punches. In the past six months, his Pegasus Meteor Fist has become increasingly proficient.

[Pegasus Meteor Fist - Beginner, Proficiency: 380/500]

In just six months, the improvement in proficiency was quite dramatic, more than tripling, a rate of improvement that was incomparable to before.

The reason for this is partly due to the bonus from the Saint Cloth. Moen is currently training while wearing the "Equus Bronze Saint Cloth." As the "brother constellation" of Pegasus, this Saint Cloth can also provide some bonus to the "Pegasus Meteor Fist."

On the other hand, there is the added benefit of increased actual combat experience. In actual combat, the improvement of proficiency is much faster than throwing punches in the air.

In the past six months, Moen has been traveling a lot, doing all sorts of monster-hunting missions. While saving up a lot of money, he has also made a small name for himself.

"Phew~"

After punching for a while, Moen began to meditate. Unlike Natsu, who was abnormal and could enhance his magic power without meditation, Moen never skimped on the hard work required.

Moen still firmly believes in the saying: "When you're training hard, the sweat is on your own face; when you're done training, the sweat is on your enemy's face."

"Buzzing!"

The "Equus Bronze Cloth" emitted a faint glow, connecting with the constellations in the sky. The starlight sprinkled onto Moen, merging into his body and enhancing his magic.

Over the past six months, Moen's connection with the constellation Equuleus in the sky has become increasingly close, and he has also benefited from it.

For example, right now, Moen can absorb the star magic of Equuleus while meditating. This magic is so pure that one drop can be used as two, which is also a great help in expanding the pool of magic sources.

"Phew~~~"

Moen let out a long sigh, and the starlight on his body gradually dimmed. He opened his eyes, and a flash of azure starlight passed by.

'If I establish a connection with all the constellations, wouldn't all the stars in the celestial spheres shine for me simply by meditating? Would the brilliance of the entire sky fall upon me?'

Moen looked up at the sky, dreaming of the future. The sky was beginning to brighten, and the starlight of Equuleus had disappeared.

But Moen could feel a connection with the stars in the sky; every star in Equuleus seemed to be pulsating for him.

After finishing his morning exercise, Moen returned home, where he ran into Grandpa Makarov, who was walking out excitedly.

"Moen! You're back just in time! Come with me to the guild, we have a message!"

Upon seeing Moen return, Makarov's eyes lit up, and he immediately tried to drag Moen to the guild with him, in a great hurry.

"What's wrong? What news?"

Moen was somewhat puzzled. He saw that Laxus was also following behind Grandpa Makarov, which was quite a rare sight.

"It's news from Iron Forest! The Magic Council has given their results!"

Grandpa Makarov said excitedly that he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"what?"

Moen was stunned for a moment. Goodness, the results are finally in! If the results hadn't come out soon, he would have almost forgotten about the whole thing!

"The Magic Council... what kind of work efficiency do they have?"

Moen scoffed, "This is the official organization that manages all magical affairs on the entire continent of Ishgar, what kind of insects are these...?"

"Don't blame them. The people you caught were very tight-lipped. It took them a lot of effort to find the location of the Iron Forest Guild."

Makarov defended the Magic Council members, stating that he was simply stating the facts. Although the Magic Council members were always picking on him and issuing notices to scold him over trivial matters, he did not deny the significance of the Magic Council's existence.

"If you ask me, there's no need to gather the guild members at all; I can go by myself."

Laxus chimed in from the back, looking reluctant; he wanted to destroy the Iron Forest Guild by himself.

"Don't underestimate them, Laxus."

Makarov frowned and reminded Laxus that he felt Laxus's mentality was too individualistic and heroic.

"snort."

Laxus snorted and turned his head away, no longer speaking or looking at Makarov.

"..."

Moen pursed his lips, not wanting to contradict Grandpa Makarov.

The old man originally intended to take down the Iron Forest Guild by himself.

But then I thought about it again, and of course Grandpa Makarov was qualified, while Laxus hadn't even become an S-class mage yet.