Erza Scarlet Fairy Tail の小説・ストーリー

I could see the genuine fear in his eyes, and I couldn’t blame him. Scarlett wasn’t just another Luna. She was the first female Valkin—a force unmatched, strong and unyielding. She wasn’t someone anyone could take lightly, and Garland clearly understood that now. She was a force of nature, and she was ours.

“Don't thank me yet. Promise not to be a trouble to the pack or secret spy, okay?” I chuckled softly. “Rest assured.” “By the way, what's your name?” I asked. “I'm sorry if I was being rude and didn't ask first, but I was in a crisis. I'm Violeta, you?” She smiled, staring down at my stretched forth hands and replied, “I'm Princess Thania of the moon veil pack. It's nice to meet you, Violeta.” She's a princess. That explains the expensive outfit, big carriage and guards. She was just like me. I used to be like this.

But now, as the final shard fell to the floor, the silver within rippled. And something stepped out. Not someone. Someones. Zara gasped. They moved in a spiral. Not physical bodies, but echoes—like oil on water, like dreams half-remembered. Each one bore her face. Or versions of it. A warrior queen cloaked in antlers. A peacekeeper crowned in feathers. A girl no older than Elira, cradling a sword taller than herself. And then, one more—a woman cloaked in starlight, her eyes twin embers.

Making a turn, my gaze caught on my reflection in a silverware tray and the feeling of disgust also settled within me. The girl staring back had a terrible scar running from the left side of her forehead down her half open nose, half missing lips to the right side of her jawline. Although she could see fairly well, one of her eyes was misty like a dull cloud on a boring day while the other was a vibrant forest green. I was a deformed girl. A freakshow that had no business being at the Luna Queen’s birthday party. Especially, since she hates my family with a passion. “Are you having fun?”

Her clothes were torn and there were claw marks and bite wounds all over her, the worst of which was a claw mark that traveled from her left collarbone to her right hip. Luckily it didn’t appear too deep, and someone had soaked it with a herb poultice, as if to help it heal. " I will help you." Scar said as she muttered some words placing her hand on the wound , she looked at it but her chants weren't doing justice. She repeated again and again before Hazel told her to stop

I groaned “I don’t just say things Elizabeth. I’ve seen you train, I know you’ve got this, so you better believe it “ he sounded like he was ordering me to believe it but I knew he meant it in the best of ways. Taking a deep breath, I mentally prepared myself for the fight. Someone ran into the courtyard. It was Scarlett - a beautiful redhead with freckles and feline green eyes. She was such a beauty to behold, one wouldn’t even think she had it in her to fight.

“Eat more you need to regain more flesh you look pale,like a vampire” Aria said adding more food to her plate. “I would prefer a zoombie”scar answered as their eyes met,a shiver ran down Aria's spine gosh she can never get used to this cold gaze. scar froze as a sharp pain tore through her abdomen,accompanied by a splitting headache,she gasped one hand on her abdomen another on her head as she slowly slide to the floor. “Fight,fight,fight,fight”the chants grew they wanted blood she'll give them a free show,she studied her opponent,first law of winning is understanding your enemy,you should know them as much as you know yourself to be able to predict their next move.

Zach coughed while touching his neck, which was red and bruised from Azar's grip. “Scarlet, stop doing pointless things. Red Magic Tower needs you. There are still many lives that are struggling to live! Save them! This is an order!” Azar snapped at Scarlet. Scarlet nodded weakly. “I obeyed your orders, vice-leader. Let me take care of Merlot's body," said Scarlet as she carried Merlot's body on the flying stretcher she had brought. She and his team then walked away. Azar stood up, then stretched out his hand to help Prince Zach up.

Darren whispered, his voice dripping with menace. Hector’s breathing grew uneven. “You want Saraya,” Darren said plainly. “Because she is the Golden Fairy, a being born after centuries.” Darren’s smirk turned cruel. “Once she turns into her fairy form, Rafael’s power will become limitless,” he continued. “He will surpass you. He will surpass me.” He leaned closer, his eyes burning. “And that,” Darren finished softly, “is something you can never allow.” To be continued…