Eighty-Four Chasing Hope Like Chasing a Fairy

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The sunlight dispelled the darkness, making it deeper than the darkness, and the "Monolith" that could be seen from far away stood in one direction and surrounded the Tokyo area under the sky.

Today, the huge rectangular black wall with a height of 1.618 kilometers and a width of 1 kilometer still stands in people's sight with a certain distance apart like an iron tower piercing the sky.

Such a scene, if it exists in the natural scenery, obviously has such a sense of disobedience, but somehow it makes people feel awe.

However, that is also a matter of course.

After all, only the area in the middle of the "Monolith" is the last paradise left to the human beings in this world.

And the dividing line between the area where humans and gastroentera lived, which was demarcated by the "Monolith", has existed for ten years in a blink of an eye.

Due to the great war, the areas in the Tokyo area that could be preserved intact were consolidated and divided into forty-three areas.

Starting from District 1 in the central area of ​​Tokyo, the closer to the border line of the "Monolith" structure, the greater the number of districts, until District 43, and further outside is the unexplored area where gastroentera live. up.

On the outskirts of the forty-three districts in the Tokyo area, that is, the border area that is closer to the "Monolith" and even connects to it is an abandoned capital that no one wants to live in.

They are collectively referred to as the peripheral area.

Here, the human breath is sparse to a terrifying degree.

Moreover, incredible things can be seen everywhere.

For example, the footprints of giant monsters that cannot be imagined to be from humans.

For example, the blood-stained chair.

For example, the interior of a four-wheeled vehicle with broken windows is bright red like rust, which is an ominous color reminiscent of blood.

Another example is the unknown red-purple weeds that grow from the gaps in the stones.

The ground here is basically all dry land like a wilderness.

The building seemed to be trampled by some monster, and it was as dilapidated as a ruin.

This is the outskirts of the Tokyo area, a place that no one wants to get close to, let alone live in.

However, there is such a place in the region of Area 39, which is close to desperation.

A place surrounded by a wall, comparable in size to a small town, with many obviously newly built buildings that are quite healthy compared to the ruins outside the wall.

Although these buildings cannot compare with those high-rise buildings in the inner Tokyo area, they are also conventional residences.

Presumably, for those "cursed children" who lived in the outlying area all year round, were abandoned by their biological parents, and were rejected by people, this place was definitely a paradise in their dreams.

And if you look closely, you can find it.

In this little walled district,

On the top of the only gate, there is a plaque.

The plaque reads - "Fairytail".

...

"President! President!"

In a primary school-sized school, Noah, who was reading a heavy book, was surrounded by a group of girls under the age of ten who had just finished class, and with their crisp voices, they pestered Noah coquettishly.

"Tell us a story! President!"

"Tell a story again?" Noah, who had already climbed up with two or three children hanging on it, put down the book in his hand, with a gentle expression on his face, but a somewhat helpless tone.

"In class, there should be a teacher who will tell you stories, right?"

"What the teacher said is not as interesting as the president!" The children all yelled.

"We want to hear the chairman tell a story!"

"Okay, okay." Noah could only shrug his shoulders, tear off the children who were hanging on him, and after pondering for a while, smiled.

"Do you know why we call it 'Fairytail' here?"

The children shook their heads as a matter of course, with curious and bewildered looks on their faces.

"Actually, no one knows whether goblins have tails, or even whether goblins exist." Facing the eyes of the children, Noah spoke in a tone that seemed to come from far away. , speaking softly.

"But it is precisely because of this that the eternal mystery will become an eternal hope. I created "Fairytail" to tell everyone, just like chasing whether fairies have tails, or even exist. Just like the puzzle, don't give up hope!"

Noah glanced around at the children who were more or less looking forward to it, and closed their eyes.

"One day, you will also need to set foot in the outside world and make contact with people in the outside world. At that time, you will definitely encounter various difficulties."

"However, even if someone rejects you, hates you, makes things difficult for you, or even wants to hurt you, you can't give up hope. As long as you believe in hope, the goblin will definitely appear in your life around."

"So, don't forget."

"Whether you're the cursed children everyone hates or not, you're all part of Fairytail, and Fairytail will always be your home!"

It was said that the faces of the children all showed a look of happiness, and this expression also made Noah's heart very peaceful.

Noah will never forget that when he first came to the outskirts a year ago, the ashes, vigilance, indifference, misanthropy, and hatred of everything in the world on the faces of the "cursed children" here were red. Eye.

For these "cursed children", Noah has been worrying a lot this year, and now, finally let "Fairytail (Fairytail)" become the sustenance in the hearts of these children, let these children live like ordinary children Life.

And Noah can only do this.

Of course, in this way, there will be all kinds of troubles caused.

"President Noah." A middle-aged man in a black suit with a gun on his waist said expressionlessly at the door.

"The car is already waiting outside, and that adult is also waiting for Chairman Noah's visit, please ask Chairman Noah to take some time and come with us."

Noah glanced at the middle-aged man and said nothing to the children around him.

"Okay, it's time for class, you guys go back to the classroom!"

"Yes~~~" The children left obediently and returned to the classroom one after another.

Only then did Noah stretch out his hand, holding the long cloth bag that had been lying on the ground aside, stood up, and walked outside the door.

...

Tokyo Area, Ward 1…

In this place, which can be called the heart of the Tokyo area, an elongated limousine came from a distance, and finally stopped in front of a building.

Wearing a suit, a bodyguard-like figure appeared from some unknown corner, opened the door of the limousine, let Noah, who was sitting inside, get out of the car, and stood in front of the building standing in front of him.

That is probably the so-called Neo-Gothic style building?

The curved window panes embedded in the ivory-like white and smooth stone pillars, as well as the sloping door in a wave shape. Many places in this luxurious building in front of us use the aesthetics that Noah saw in the books. A palace that one cannot fault.

Noah just glanced at such a building, and then, accompanied by two guards one at a time, was led into this building called Holy House.

Not long after, two guards opened a huge door, allowing Noah to walk into a brightly lit hall.

And in the hall, the first time Noah came in, the two opened their eyes, which seemed to have been tightly closed until just now, as if they were resting, and focused their sights on Noah.

Looking at the existence of the two undoubtedly big figures in front of him, a gleam flashed in Noah's eyes.