Chapter 1, Fairy Tail's Deceit Mage

 The road up the mountain.

 The golden setting sun stretches the shadows of people going up the mountain very long from the side.

 This is an eighteen-year-old boy.

 Height 176cm, with well-proportioned body proportions and a tall and straight posture.

Wearing a well-fitting black suit and a knee-length mage cloak, he exuded a gentlemanly and elegant temperament.

 Looking handsome, with delicate features and healthy and white skin.

Wearing black half-rimmed glasses, he looks modest and gentle.

 Her purple shoulder-length hair was tied into a low ponytail, and every strand was carefully taken care of, making it smooth and shiny.

 He carried a gentleman's cane.

 Walking slowly and leisurely.

 Jevrit de la Vallière.

 Viscount of the Kingdom of Fiore.

 This is the title passed down to him by his adoptive father.

Yevrit's name was Zhang Wei in his previous life. He was a social animal with an ordinary experience. He died suddenly while working overtime. There is nothing to say.

At the beginning of this life, he was an abandoned baby of unknown origin. He was thrown into the trash can and cried loudly.

 Subsequently, he was taken home by a kind-hearted but down-and-out old nobleman.

 Francis de Valliere was a hereditary viscount, but his family was in decline.

After he picked up Zhang Wei, he named him Yefulit, which means "infinite", hoping that he would have unlimited possibilities.

He also added the abbreviation "德" of his grandfather's name. He was a well-known good man with commendable qualities.

Just as his father hoped for him, he also hopes that his children will have the same character as his grandfather.

 “La” is the abbreviation of his wife's name.

 Francis gave all his best hopes to Everit.

Evrit has been working hard to learn cultural knowledge.

 He therefore knew that this was the world of Fairy Tail.

 He had always longed for the magic of the Fairy Tail world in his previous life.

The magic of ice shaping, the magic of destroying dragons, the magic of turning into a giant, how handsome!

 Erza's dress-up magic and Gildarts' crushing magic are also very impressive!

But.

 At the age of six.

Francis taught him the family magic - deception magic.

 This is a very weak magic.

 My adoptive father spent most of his life studying, and could only earn some money by pretending to be a magician on the street.

 Four years ago, Francis died, leaving the title and a small inheritance to Everit.

 When you come to the world of Fairy Tail, how can you not join Fairy Tail?

It can resolve spiritual pain and protect lonely people.

 So he joined the Fairy Tail guild.

 He did not emerge as the bright new personality advertised in the newspapers.

 In the guild.

There is Gildas, the president and pillar of the Holy Ten.

 There are S-level Erza, Mistgun, Laxus, and Mirajane.

 The following are popular newcomers such as Natsu and Gray who destroy half the town from time to time.

 Ephrit is just a popular mediocre person in the guild.

after all

 His magic is very weak.

"who are you?"

“How dare you come up the mountain?!”

 “Don't you know this is Master Harry's territory?!”

On the hillside, there were several men with dusty clothes and weapons on their waists standing there. They were yelling at Everit.

Everit raised his head, adjusted his glasses, and asked politely: "Excuse me, is this the place where Harry, the bandit boss with a reward of 800,000 J, is located?"

 “That's right!” a man replied.

 Another person asked: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

 Evrit walked to the upper platform and saw the view of the bandit's den.

 There are about a dozen houses and some common facilities here.

About fifty bandits gathered here, looking at him with different expressions.

Everit said: "Excuse me, have you heard of Larabai?"

"what?"

 “Inexplicable.”

 “Just kill him!”

 The bandits were very impatient, and some even raised their guns.

Evelit said to himself: "Lalabai is a flute with powerful curse power. When Lalabai is played, a huge demon will appear, and everyone who hears the flute will Everyone will be killed by this demon.”

 “What nonsense are you talking about?!”

 “How can such a thing exist?!”

The bandit who was nearby couldn't bear it anymore and drew his knife, intending to kill the braggart with one blow.

Ephrit raised his left hand. He was holding a disgusting and terrifying flute carved with a human head.

 He picked up the flute, brought it to his mouth, and played it.

 “Woo—” an eerie sound came from the flute.

 “Stop him quickly!” a bandit shouted.

Although they don't believe those words, since this person dares to break into the bandits' den alone, he must have someone to rely on, so don't be careless!

 The bandit drew his sword and was just about to cut him down.

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The heavens and the earth are shaking!

One after another, terrifying hurricanes swept over the mountains, carrying wind and sand that made people's faces hurt.

 The setting sun was blocked by a huge figure, and the entire mountain was submerged in shadow!

 “You're lying!” The bandits stared at the huge existence that suddenly appeared in disbelief.

That is a terrifying, ugly demon!

 It is taller than the mountain!

The whole body exudes a dark and evil atmosphere!

 A bandit suddenly fell to the ground and died!

"ah!"

The bandits around were frightened and wanted to escape, but found that their bodies could not move at all!

That man is blowing the devil's flute!

 What he said is true!

 Another bandit fell to the ground!

 “No, don't kill me!” A bandit cried and begged for mercy as he peeed out.

"No." Everit's voice rang in his ears. He turned his head in disbelief and saw that the other party was holding a pistol and stuffing it into his mouth.

 Isn't he playing the flute in the distance? !

 Why are you here? !

Everit said coldly: "If you showed mercy to pregnant women and children when you slaughtered the village, I might take a few seconds to listen to your excuse."

 Pull the trigger.

 The bandit fell.

 All the bandits were still staring blankly at the beautiful scenery of the setting sun and sunset in the distance.

 Everything is going well.

 There is no giant demon.

 The flute without a curse.

Ephrit was not there to play the flute in the first place.

 Deceive the five senses and the seven emotions and six desires.

 This is the magic of Everit.

 Cannot change reality, has no special effects, has no attack power at all, is weak - deceptive magic.

It can only deceive the bandits' sense of hearing, vision, touch, smell, and taste.

Let them think they heard the sound of a flute; saw a huge demon; were blown by the strong wind; smelled the breath of darkness and death; tasted the smell of demon blood in the air.

It can only deceive the minds of the bandits and amplify their fear, making them think that they are controlled by the devil. In fact, it is just human instinct - when the fear is extreme, they cannot move.

  Their hearing was deceived and they could not hear the gunshots that resounded through the valley.

Evrit holds a cane in his right hand and a black gold-rimmed revolver in his left hand, as if walking, elegantly shooting down every bandit.

 “Damn it! You liar magician!”

The bandit king Harry came out of the house. He observed the situation carefully for a while and confirmed that the sky was just an illusion, and the magician was killing people with a pistol!

 He can also do magic.

 When he bursts into his own magic.

 The illusion before my eyes is shattered like a mirror!

 He saw Everit, who looked at him in surprise.

Harry grabbed it with his hand angrily, and a spear of earth condensed from the ground at his feet, which he held in his hand.

 He ​​held a spear and rushed towards Jephrit.

 But it caused his own death!

Seven or eight severe pains came from the upper body!

 All illusions disappear.

He was still in the house, with a wall in front of him. There were several long knives stuck upside down on the wall. The tips of the knives pierced his body, and the blades were completely inserted!

He spurted blood from his mouth, turned his head, and looked at Everit who was standing quietly beside him in disbelief.

 “When?” he asked with difficulty.

Ephrit smiled slightly and said, "Sa, when is it?"

 The camera turned.

 Under the cliff next to the entrance of the bandit's village.

Evrit picked up the camera and took the last photo.

"mission completed."

 He took out a clean, neatly folded handkerchief and wiped the undetectable sweat on his forehead.

 Just killing a group of bandits took him a lot of effort.

 He is really a weak magician.

 Fortunately, Fairy Tail does not discriminate against the weak.

　　Magnolia.

Everit, who knew he was not good at physical fitness, still called a carriage after leaving the station and took him to the entrance of the guild.

 There was no as much noise inside as usual.

 He walked in and glanced around.

 As expected, Natsu is not here.

 Gray, who was only wearing fat clothes, was sleeping on his stomach in boredom.

Evrit came to the counter and smiled at Mirajane.

Mirajane Strauss, Fairy Tail's signature girl, a powerful S-class mage, was once called a demon, and had a hotter temper than Erza. However, after experiencing a major blow, , became as gentle and peaceful as it is now.

Mirajane exclaimed: "You have completed the task even if your clothes are not dirty? You are truly worthy of Mr. Everit, he is so powerful!"

"They are just a few bandits, not worthy of praise." Everit said modestly.

He raised his left hand, holding a beautifully made poker card with a black background and gold rim. He continued: "But your compliments still make me happy. I praise your gentleness. Beautiful Miss Mirajane, please Accept this little gift."

 He flipped his wrist, the card was gone, and he was holding a twice-folded piece of paper.

“Thank you.” Mirajane smiled, picked up the folded paper, and opened it, revealing a supermarket coupon.

 “This is a mission photo.”

 Evrit took out the photo.

Miraj looked at the content captured above. There was no environmental damage at all, and all the bandits were lying quietly on the ground.

And the big bandit Harry who fell off the cliff and was shot in the back of the head must not even know how he died.

 She marveled in her heart: Fraudulent magic is really a terrible magic!

 (End of this chapter)