The moment he saw Hades, Makarov felt something was wrong.
A strange sense of familiarity arose spontaneously; this feeling wouldn't appear if it wasn't someone familiar.
Makarov was already certain that Hades was definitely someone he had met before, and even quite familiar, because someone he had only met once couldn't bring him this sense of familiarity.
Hades' tall, thin figure was constantly being compared in Makarov's mind, but there were few that matched.
Even the few figures that matched didn't possess Hades' strength.
Gar looked at Makarov in thought and asked knowingly:
"Guild Master, do you know him?"
Makarov nodded, then shook his head:
"Hmm... How should I put it?"
"There's a special sense of familiarity; it should be someone I know."
Gar nodded and said:
"What about this?"
As Gar pulled with his right hand, the magnified Hades in the illusion fast-forwarded several times, and soon it was time to lift the eye patch.
In the illusion, Hades raised his hand to lift the eye patch covering his right eye; the eerie purple Demon Eye emitted a heart-pounding light, but at the same time, his full face was revealed.
Bang!
Makarov suddenly stood up, looking at Hades' face in disbelief, the stool behind him uncontrollably falling to the ground:
"H-how... how is this possible?"
Makarov constantly compared the face of Hades before him with the kind and benevolent old man in his memory.
In an instant, a feeling of absurdity filled his entire body.
The former second Guild Master of Fairy Tail, the strongest Light Magic Craftsman on the Ishgar Continent...
Has become the strongest Dark Magician on the Ishgar Continent now?
How could this happen?!
That was the second Guild Master, Precht!
The strongest Light Magic Craftsman!
Could it be that even he couldn't resist the erosion of Dark Magic?!
Makarov's expression kept changing, unable to accept it.
Gar waited for a while and, seeing Makarov's expression ease, spoke:
"Did you recognize him?"
"Guild Master."
Makarov looked at Hades in the illusion before him, nodded with a complex expression, and let out a heavy sigh:
"I did recognize him."
"But precisely because I recognized him, I can't accept it."
"Even if others fell into darkness, I could accept it, but how could it be him..."
"He was the strongest Light Magic Craftsman on the Ishgar Continent."
By the end, Makarov's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.
How could that benevolent old man in his memory, who looked like an old scholar and always wore a gray robe, turn into this guy in the illusion before him, wearing armor and with a sinister face....
Gar said thoughtfully:
"The strongest Light Magic Craftsman?"
He knew Hades' true identity, but he didn't understand the past matters of Fairy Tail; he still needed to hear Makarov tell them.
Makarov's expression was complex as he spoke:
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