Fairy Tail Magnolia Novels & Stories

Everyone was evidently excited about the upcoming event — almost everyone, as Mariana didn’t have any idea about the said tournament. Curious, Mariana asked her seatmate, Lilac Amberwood, regarding the said tournament. Lilac was also a noble, too, but unlike the others, she never looked to a person’s status. Mariana noticed that all nobles that were water mages never really treated the commoner students horribly. Noble water mages were also few in numbers, as most of them were commoners. It was a relief for Mariana, as she didn’t think that it would be fun to study in a place where literally everyone mistreated her just because she wasn’t born with royal blood.

Then, she walked into the ruins with Laya in her heels. The mage noticed the leftover marble on the floor. Even though most of the wallpaper was gone, whatever was left showed how glorious this castle must have been in the past. She knew that the only explanation to Magnolia’s magic was that she was a pureblood, but she could not explain how. She decided to wait for her new friend until she was ready to share more about her family instead of letting crazy ideas fill her mind—like Magnolia being an illegitimate child of nobles who could not marry for some reason.

And it would put him and the maid in a tight position. Colfre stood upright after making sure that there are no more specks of dirt or clippings of grasses that stick on Morrigan's skirt. Their eyes meeting for a brief moment before Morrigan averted her gaze somewhere else, avoiding any eye contact between them. Colfre looked at her with great concern. "What happened to your eyes, My Queen?" Morrigan shook her head as she tried to pat dry her face, covering the fact that the tears and the reason for her bloodshot eyes was the same person that asks her what caused it. "I just remembered my mother. The camellias are now blooming, if she was still alive she would be humming around the garden. E

The council, which included Professor Pops, Heathcliff, Cindy, Coco, and I, agreed to let Valencia attend the Seven Magics Academy. I thought it was going well, but apparently, the girl enjoyed starting fights. She was a beautiful young woman with dark hair, light brown skin, and brown eyes. Her navy jacket was unbuttoned, revealing her white shirt underneath. There was blood on the collar, and I sighed. At the moment, she was seated in the chair opposite my desk, her head down, and her hands in her lap. "Am I to understand you picked a fight with a witch and an elf during lunch?"

Especially since Felen summoned a blue-accented butterfly that was an ancient magical beast. "You ... !" growled Litiana did not accept. "How can a weak human like you control ancient magical beasts?!" He screamed loudly with rage. Netra Jade Felen who was watching a flock of butterflies turned to Litiana. The human girl's gaze instantly darkened with bubbling anger. He got up and walked slowly with straight eyes looking at Litiana. His steps were firm without the slightest hesitation. A smile that looked more like a wide grin appeared on the girl's face. Felen didn't care about the wounds on his body that were still bleeding freshly.

“Huh, so you still haven’t given up, Frenska Albertovia? You want to feel a pain that’s much more terrible than this, huh?” Felicia looked down on the girl, but it turned out that she was too arrogant about what she was facing. "O green and beautiful life..." TRINGG A green magic circle appeared right behind the Flintberg girl. A silhouette of a large tree also appeared behind her. Seeing the plant magical girl cast a Spell, Felicia screamed and tried to attack her again. “YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME, HUH? EAT THIS!! TROI HYARTA SFYRD!!”

Slowly, she turned her body to face it fully. Standing proudly against the snowy backdrop was a tall, majestic tree planted near the side of their large cottage. “And that tree… It’s so beautiful, Villion…” she murmured in admiration. Her eyes shimmered as she studied its height and elegance. Alpha Villion followed her gaze, his expression softening even further. “That is a purple magnolia, Lila,” he explained gently. “I personally transported it here. I carried it in my beast form.” At his words, Lila slowly turned to face him.