After a night of research, Master Hope gained nothing substantial except for a good night's sleep.
The 'Incomplete' tag meant that the Inferno Slayer Magic itself was incomplete, but even with the help of Archive Magic, Hope spent a lot of time analyzing and reconstructing it.
The threshold for passing it on to Demon Slayer Magic was almost impossible.
Just as Dragon Slayer Magic, which combats evil dragons, requires the power of dragons for support, Demon Slayer Magic, which confronts demons, needs the assistance of demon Curse Power.
As for the last of the three Slayer Magics, the God Slaying series, when Hope disassembled the 'Incomplete Inferno Slayer Magic,' he unsurprisingly discovered that this magic also required some important external force for assistance.
Undoubtedly, the missing part should be related to gods.
Once the most crucial step was stuck, it was difficult to proceed.
Hope's God-Slaying Magic of the Moon was acquired in the Moon Temple on Galuna Island, through the complete God Slaying Magic inheritance given by the remains of the temple Priest, and then deciphered by the system, allowing him to master it directly, bypassing the most important conditions.
He could use cheats, but others didn't have a system to help them take shortcuts. Even cultivating incomplete God Slaying Magic was extremely difficult.
He just didn't know how Zancrow, the Inferno Slayer Mage of Grimoire Heart, learned Demon Slayer Magic.
Outside the window, the sky was bright. Hope stretched, cleared his mind of jumbled thoughts, and pushed open the door to the guild hall. Mira and Kinana were already preparing ingredients for the guild's breakfast.
Members were already arriving, scattered throughout the hall.
Seeing Hope, Mira was momentarily stunned, "You're not still living in the guild's lounge, are you?"
"It's free, after all," Hope chuckled.
Mira was speechless, "Why didn't I notice before? You're someone who likes to take advantage..."
Hope spread his hands, "My fault, huh?"
He casually ordered a sandwich for breakfast and sat down at the counter. "But then again, continuously living in the guild's lounge isn't proper. I still need my own house."
This guy finally figured it out.
Mira's lips curved slightly. Hope living in the guild made it inconvenient for her to find him. Living outside would be much easier; at least she wouldn't have to worry about being disturbed when they were alone.
"If you want to buy a house, I can go with you..."
Hope bit into his sandwich, "Buy? Why spend money to buy a house? Of course, I have to build my own living place with my own hands."
Seeing Mira full of questions, Hope quickly finished his breakfast, got up, and walked to the small lake behind the guild, clapping his hands together.
"Wood Shaping: Three Bedrooms, One Living Room Technique."
A large wooden platform rose from the center of the lake, and a two-story wooden villa almost instantly stood on the platform. Extending pontoon bridges connected the lake villa to the shore.
"This will be my home from now on," Hope proudly lifted his head, feeling the joy of an MC player who had finally built a house after much effort.
Mira watched this scene, her mouth twitching slightly. "So... what does this magic have to do with three bedrooms and one living room?"
Hope shook his head. Everyone's sense of ritual was different. He had already been very restrained by not shouting 'Mokuton' just now.
After showing Mira around the lake villa, Hope could have crafted the furniture and daily necessities himself, but Mira insisted on dragging him out to buy them.
She said that a house made entirely of magical creations lacked a sense of life.
Unfortunately, before they even left the guild hall, Hope was intercepted by Erza, who held a letter. "This is from the Council for you."
"The Council?"
With a puzzled look, Hope opened the envelope. As he read the contents of the letter, his expression gradually darkened.
Mira and Erza immediately felt nervous. What was in the letter that could make even the incredibly powerful Hope show such an expression?
Hope didn't explain but immediately set off for Makarov's house. The two women hesitated slightly, then followed... Fifteen minutes later, in the living room of Makarov's house.
Makarov, still in his pajamas, read the letter Hope handed him over and over again. With each read, the expression on his face grew more complex.
It wasn't until the fifth time he had reread the contents of the letter that the old man finally put down the paper and let out a long sigh.
"So... just for this, you brat came to disturb this old man's morning nap?"
Hope frowned, nodding repeatedly, "That's right, this matter is really troublesome for me, and it might cause problems in my life later on."
"Trouble your head!"
Makarov's sudden roar made Mira and Erza, who were beside him, freeze. Their confused gazes darted back and forth between the old man and the young one.
Noticing the others, Makarov cleared his throat, reined in his temper, and slapped the letter onto the coffee table. "The Council intends to bestow upon you the title of 'Ten Wizard Saints,' but you, you stinky brat, came all the way here to play dumb with this old man."
"Trouble? I think you're the trouble."
Silence instantly fell in the living room.
Of course, the only silent ones were Erza and Mira.
After a few seconds, they finally came to their senses.
Mira picked up the letter and read it word for word: "This letter is issued by the Ishgar Magic Council, to be signed by Mr. Hope."
"Mr. Hope is a rare genius in the current magic world. Upon his debut, he solved the troublesome Cursed Song Demon and then performed outstandingly in the operation to subjugate the Dark Guild 'Oración Seis.' Now, he has even cooperated with Fairy Tail to completely break through the Balam Alliance... Based on your performance and achievements, the Council members have unanimously decided to bestow upon you an honor befitting your merits—the title of 'Ten Wizard Saints.' We sincerely Hope you will not decline."
...
As soon as Mira finished reading, Erza stood up and grabbed Hope by the collar, saying with an unfriendly look, "You're just here to show off, aren't you?!"
"You'd better find an excuse, or I'll make you pay for your prank today!"
"Eh? It's not that serious, is it...?"
Hope's eyes darted around, and he immediately began to fabricate. "You also know that I've always disregarded fame. If the Council gives me the 'Ten Wizard Saints' title, people will definitely come seeking me out in the future."
"Once my reputation grows, perhaps some wealthy individuals will specifically request me for commissions, which is a minor issue."
"But what if some short-sighted individuals come to challenge me? I don't want to accept challenges, but if I don't, my reputation and the guild's might be affected..."
"See, isn't the Ten Wizard Saints title a hassle?"
------------------------
There are already 70+ chapters available on my Patreon!
The story will continue to update 1 chapter per day on Webnovel,
while early access chapters are posted on Patreon.
Maybe it's not worth it today but it could be later
[email protected]/Kazenova223
"And If you're enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!"