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"The city hall just paid me 500, 000 J as a reward. According to the rules, I need to hand over 20%, which is 100, 000 J, to the guild."

Sarah took the money, a flash of light appeared in her hand, and she smiled and nodded as she put away the 10J bill.

That was her magic; it could quickly distinguish the authenticity and denomination of money—a rather practical little magic trick.

After paying, Lucy turned to Beetz and reported:

"I handed those prisoners over to the city hall and received an extra 10 J in return."

The city hall officials said that if they could extract information from those people about their stolen goods distribution points, they would issue further requests to our guild.

As she spoke, Lucy took out another 10, hesitating whether to hand it over.

Similarly, Bitts didn't even glance at the amount of money, casually saying:

"Keep it yourself. I only want 20% of the commission. The guild won't interfere with the rest of the profits."

"Hehe, thank you very much, President."

With that, Lucy happily put the money away, took out the small bag containing the loose change, placed it on the bar, and asked Sarah for it:

"Sister Sarah, could you please help me dispose of this gold? As for the money, just deposit it into my card."

Sarah picked up the bag and glanced at it, immediately dazzled by the glittering gold inside, and a look of envy appeared on her face.

"Good luck. Okay, I'll have someone handle it later, but the union will still take a 5% handling fee."

"Go ahead and take the cut, it's just small change," Lucy waved her hand dismissively, not caring at all about the tiny commission.

Sarah immediately and happily put the small bag away upon hearing this.

According to the rules set by Bitches, guild members who find it troublesome can hand over the loot they obtain during missions to the guild for safekeeping.

The guild will try to sell these items to buyers at the highest possible price.

The price to pay is that the guild will also take 5% of it, but Sarah is happy because 2% of that is paid to them, the support staff, by the guild.

In other words, if this batch of goods can sell for 100 million J, the guild will get 3, and the person in charge of selling it will get 2.

This was a considerable income for these ordinary waitresses. (8) That's why they were so enthusiastic and attentive to every member of Saiwei.

This can be considered a form of mutual benefit and win-win cooperation.

Lucy, who was about to receive a large sum of money, practically had her happiness written all over her face.

Seeing her pathetic state, Bitches couldn't help but scold her:

"Alright, stop grinning like that."

The routine meeting is starting in a few days. Go home and pack your things tonight, and we'll leave together tomorrow morning to travel to Croba, the city where the meeting will be held.

"Alright, the day has finally come! I'll go back and prepare now!!"

Lucy cheered and prepared to immediately return to the manor to pack.

Bits didn't stop him, but just added another sentence.

"Remember to help me pack my things too. And you know the way, right? I'll need your help to give me directions later."

He patted the resilient grain silo with confidence, "No problem, leave it all to me."

Now that Beetz had no more worries, he sat at the bar, leisurely sipping his drink while reading the newly released Magic Weekly.

Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

Bits and Lucy had already embarked on their journey to the routine meeting.

Because he left in such a hurry, Bitts didn't even have time to meet the newcomer.

He also entrusted the management of the guild to Yan, Leng, and Sarah.

With them in charge, Bitz had no worries whatsoever.

Even when attending this meeting, he was traveling with the idea of having fun while traveling, and he was ready to experience the local customs and culture of the Fairy Tail world.

The regular meetings of the Mage Guild Alliance, under the Council of Mages, are held in Croba City almost every year.

This time was no exception. In front of a large villa far from the city center, the leaders of many formal guilds had gathered early in the morning.

Most of them were elderly people with gray hair and beards, who gathered in twos and threes to chat with their acquaintances and friends.

The largest and most lively gathering was among the three guild leaders, who are renowned even among numerous guilds.

These three guilds are the Four-Headed Hounds, which will be renamed Four-Headed Puppies in the future.

The guild leader is a greasy transvestite who runs the guild like a brothel.

And Fairy Tail, a guild that is universally disliked in the council, with a mixed reputation, and is known for its overpowered gameplay, complete healing and mana regeneration buffs.

Dressed in a clown costume, the short Fairy Tail guild master, Makarov, was already drunk early in the morning, holding a wine glass.

Drunk, he was bragging to his old friends about the pretty girls in his guild, enjoying the envy and jealousy of many lecherous old men.

But a letter that had just arrived from the guild startled him sobered him up considerably, and he was no longer drunk at all.

"W-what? Erza, Natsu, and Gray have formed a team?!"

What on earth is going on?!

With a sense of foreboding creeping over him, Makarov paced anxiously around the dining table, his hands clasped behind his back.

Seeing this, Goldman, the leader of the four-headed hounds, crossed his arms and mocked:

"This is a big problem, Makarov."

"With the three of them, destroying a town wouldn't be impossible."

Makarov was furious and wanted to argue, but knowing the personalities of the others well, he understood that Goldman's words were not an exaggeration.

If it's those three guys, then this kind of thing could really happen!

The thought of the town being destroyed enraged the council members, who questioned him, and Fairy Tail being reduced to the state of a dark guild.

Makarov was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he almost collapsed and went to meet the first chairman.

Seeing his pitiful state of shivering, Goldman felt both sympathy and amusement.

It was Bob, the rider on the blue pegasus, who spoke up, comforting Makarov:

"Well, don't worry, Brother Makarov. Trust the young people in the guild. Little Erza and the others are very reliable."

"Is it reliable? I don't see it at all."

Makarov shook his head with a wry smile. If those guys were really reliable, he wouldn't be receiving so many complaint letters every week.

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Chapter 216 The old lechers' discussion, Bitches gets poached!

"Really, don't say that. Besides, it's just forming a team. Things aren't that bad."

Bob's words did have some effect after all. Although he was still a little uneasy, Makarov had no choice but to accept it.

"Well, I guess I can only trust Erza. Hopefully she can keep those two brats, Natsu and Gray, in check."

Shaking his head, putting these worries behind him, Makarov resumed his previous lecherous demeanor and whispered mysteriously to the two men and his old friends beside him:

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you. I've recently heard that there are two very beautiful female mages who are as lovely as angels and they're quite active."

"Do any of you old folks have any inside information, or photos of them? Share them with us."

As soon as the words were spoken, several older members of the association, whose lustful desires were still burning brightly, echoed the sentiment:

"I've heard that too. They say they have angelic white wings, but devilishly alluring faces."

No man could forget their faces once he saw them.

"That's right, that's right, everyone who has seen them says so."

While the old men were discussing amongst themselves, they didn't notice Bob's blushing face.

"Ugh, you guys! Angel wings and devil's face, isn't that a perfect description of me?"

As she spoke, Bob shyly cupped her face, turned halfway around to reveal her short wings, and gave the crowd a seductive wink.

When the group of presidents saw his greasy appearance, they almost threw up all the breakfast they had just eaten.

Makarov lost his footing and fell onto the table, spilling most of his beer.

But the next second he jumped up, pointed at Bob, and started cursing:

"Shut up, Bob! Don't force me to forget our past friendship and I'll slap you right here and now!!"

Bob: "..."

After Bob sadly covered his face and hid to the side, the old lechers finally resumed their discussion of serious matters.

An old man wearing a blue wizard's hat and a deep blue wizard's robe, with a silver-white beard that reached his chest, looked rather mysterious and wise. However, his true nature was revealed as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Listen to me, I did a special investigation in order to find those two beautiful angel ladies."

Upon hearing this, everyone gave him a disdainful look, but they all pricked up their ears at the same time.

"According to my investigation, they all come from a newly established mage guild."

The guild's name is very similar to yours, Little Pony's; it's called Saiyan's Tail.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of old men immediately started chattering amongst themselves.

"A Saiyan's tail? Never heard of that."

"Me too, does anyone here know anything about this guild?"

"do not know."

"I don't remember."

"I've heard a bit about this guild before."

The speaker was Goldman, who stroked his chin and slowly recounted what he knew.

"That guild was founded a month ago and is headquartered in Rostock City."

I first heard the name of this guild about two weeks ago.

That time, our guild had just received a mission from the council, and some guild members were about to carry it out when they were told that the mission had already been completed.

At that time, the guilds that completed their missions quickly were the tails of the Saiyans.

As he spoke, Goldman glanced at Makarov before continuing:

"I paid more attention to this guild because of its name."

From what I understand, it's a small guild with only four members.

However, the guild leader seems to have an unusual background, and the members are all very capable.

Despite being a relatively new organization, it has already made a name for itself in Rostock City due to its speed, efficiency, and 100% mission completion rate to date.

As Goldman recounted his story, the assembled presidents all showed expressions of understanding.

"It's only been established for a month. No wonder I've never heard of it before."

"Young people these days are really amazing; they've gained this kind of fame in just one month."

"Damn it, why don't those two angel ladies come to my guild? I really envy the guild leader of Saiyan Tail."

.......

As the discussion gradually veered off-topic, Makarov frowned, crossing his arms in frustration.

"Why do guilds these days all like to have names like something's tail?"

"First a giant raven's tail appeared, and now a Saiyan's tail has appeared."

Seeing his troubled expression, Goldman chuckled dismissively.

"Why care about this? In the end, it's just a name."

The most important thing about the guild is its members; as long as the family is there, it doesn't matter if the guild changes its name.

Makarov felt a surge of dissatisfaction when he saw Goldman looking up at him with an indifferent expression, and muttered something under his breath.

"Tch, you're just a sarcastic jerk. If that's the case, why don't you change your guild name to Four Little Dogs?"