The figure is petite, wearing only a small pair of denim shorts on the lower body and a camisole on the upper body.

The dark brown vest was very short, as if the lower half had been cut off, exposing all the abdominal muscles of the figure.

Looking up again, you can see a leather neckband on the neck of the figure, dressed so wildly at a young age.

Finally, the hair is tied into a high ponytail by a purple bow headband, and there is a small skull decoration in the middle of the bow headband.

And the face of that petite figure is not Mila Jeanne Strauss?

Seeing Mila's image suddenly, Kewen, who was drinking juice while preparing to watch a play, couldn't help but be stunned.

babble!

Juice splattered from his mouth and nostrils, causing Cowen to sneeze several times.

Reluctantly pressing down the itching in his nostrils, Kewen stared at Mila and said in disbelief: "Mi, Mila!?"

"You, you..." Kewen pointed to Mira's whole body and exclaimed, "When did you become like this!?"

"Ah, Kewen." Mila didn't care, she waved her hand and said, "It's been a few days, you've been in the library so you don't know."

After speaking, Mira ignored Kewen, turned her gaze back, and stared at Erza.

The originally delicate silver eyebrows quickly stood up with a 'V', and the beautiful big eyes squeezed into a vicious shape.

The tone of voice was like a bad boy: "You are finally back! Let's continue our battle!"

When Kewen felt that she was gray and white, Erza's fighting spirit rose, raised her hand and pointed back at Mira, and said proudly: "Okay! I must decide the winner with you today! Let's see who is in the guild. The best!"

"That person must be me!"

Mila let out a coquettish cry, and jumped up quickly, with such a force that even the floor under her feet was cracked.

"It's me!" Erza responded with a loud drink, and also charged up to face Mira.

Snapped!

The two straight punches slammed into each other in an instant, making a crisp collision sound.

The next moment, Mira suddenly turned around and swept out with a tail-like kick, instantly kicking Erza out, and at the same time, she didn't forget to shout: "I'm the best! You bastard!"

Boom!

Erza's tiny body flew nearly ten meters upside down, smashing four tables and chairs along the way.

However, she quickly got up from the wreckage without damage, and while charging back quickly, she shouted loudly: "Look, I won't make you cry today!"

Bang!

The two fought fiercely again. After two fights, Mira was knocked away by Elsa, and also smashed a large piece of table and chairs.

Mira: "You stubborn old woman!"

Erza: "You damn navel girl!"

Mira: "Damn it!"

Erza: "Skinny girl!"

Mira: "Fat pig!"

Erza: "Bad girl!"

...

Kewen sat at the bar and stared at the chaotic scene in the hall. He wondered if he had hallucinations. That bad girl was Mira? That autistic, grieving Mila Jeanne?

I don't know how long was in a daze, but when returned to senses, the guild hall had become even more chaotic.

The battle between Mira and Erza was constantly implicated and accidentally injured others. don't know when it started, and everyone joined the melee.

Plates, cups, bottles, forks, and broken tables and chairs were chaotically flying around in the hall at this time.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Cowen couldn't help but let out a sigh: "Hey..."

At the same time, another sigh sounded: "Hey..."

Kewen looked at it subconsciously, and immediately made eye contact with President Makarov sitting on the bar.

The next moment, the two were at the same time.

"Hey……"

...

"Speaking of..." Kewen turned to look at President Makarov next to him: "Why don't you stop them today?"

"What does it matter, magic is supposed to be enthusiastic." President Makarov said with a smile: "If you imprison your own nature, it will only stop people's magic, so let them vent as much as they want. "

After speaking, President Makarov added confidently: "Besides, there are two of us who have mastered the 'Repair Curse'."

Kewen's eyes twitched: "Your last sentence is the point, right? That's why you stopped them so quickly before because you were distressed about the guild's funds?"

"Oh thick thick... How can there be, how can there be thick thick thick..." President Makarov waved his hands again and again, laughter with a guilty conscience.

"Hey..." Kewen sighed again tiredly. With such an unruly guild leader, it would be strange for this guild to be normal.

"By the way." Ke Wen thought of something: "Master President, what happened to Mira?"

"Which point are you referring to?" President Makarov asked.

"Her clothes..."

Before he could finish speaking, a wooden cup suddenly flew from the chaotic battlefield and hit Kewen's head with a 'bang'.

Kewen turned a blind eye, raised his hand to apply a 'clean up' to his wine-drenched hair, and then continued to ask, "I mean Mila's outfit was patterned, when did she change into this one? "

Bang!

The broken leg of a wooden chair flew over, knocked precisely on the center of President Makarov's forehead, and then bounced out.

President Makarov also turned a blind eye, and responded in his unique slow tone: "That was three days ago."

"Three days?" Kewen thought for a while: "I remember that day you found a bracelet for Mila and suppressed her ghost hand."

"That's right." Makarov quickly tilted his head in response, dodging a plate that was still stained with food and soup, and then continued: "The arm is back to normal, and the three of them, brother and sister, took on a mission. , After getting the money, Mila bought that set of clothes in the town's clothing store."

At this time, a long table with most of the wreckage left was thrown over by someone, and a shadow shrouded Cowen and Makarov.

Bang! wow-

The table hit the top of the two of them, and with the sound of shattering, it turned into a large number of fragments and splashed out.

Cowen and President Makarov raised their hands in unison, throwing sawdust on top of their heads.

After that, Kewen continued to ask, "What's going on between Mira and Erza?"

"Well……"

Makarov tilted his head again, avoided a plate, and then replied: "It seems to have been caused by the fight between Natsu and Elfman. Mira taught Natsu a lesson for her brother, and then went to Erza had a quarrel, and since then she has been trying to make a difference..."

Having said this, President Makarov suddenly took the words back and shouted towards the hall with an anxious look: "Stop it! You bastards!"

Kewen turned his head to look, and found that the battle had escalated again at this time, and everyone had released a magic circle, ready to use magic to continue the fight.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, President Makarov slapped his chest in fear and breathed a sigh of relief, and then he roared irritably: "You bastards! Do you want to tear down the guild!?"

Hearing this, everyone who hit the head looked at each other for a while, then put away the magic circle in their hands embarrassingly, and each laughed 'hehe'.

A melee, not only did not make everyone have any hatred, but made the smiles on their faces more intimate.

Seeing this, President Makarov murmured something in a low voice, and then shouted again: "Okay! Get out of here! Wait for me to clean up the mess for you!"

"Haha! The old man is busy!"

"Hehe! President, it's hard work."

"Come on, Dad!"

...

The bastards, big and small, responded with a smile on their face, and then the two brothers hugged each other well and walked out of the guild gate together.

"Oops..." President Makarov shook his head dumbfoundedly: "Sooner or later, they will be mad at them!"

After the words fell, President Makarov raised his palm and aimed at the various broken things in the guild hall.

"Fixed as ever!"

He chanted the incantation with a low drink. The next moment, the entire guild hall seemed to have turned back in time. All the broken tables and chairs gradually recovered, and the plates and drinks returned to the table.

After cleaning up, President Makarov didn't know what to do, he turned his head to look at Kewen, and said with tears in his eyes, "Thanks to you, Kewen! The magic you taught me is simply amazing. It's like giving me a second life..."

"Alas"

Kewen showed a look of disgust, and couldn't help feeling agitated all over. He quickly got up and walked to the task bulletin board, and said at the same time, "I have finished reading all those books, so I plan to take the task from today, and hurry up to increase the privilege points."

President Makarov sucked back the snot that flowed out with a 'sloppy' sound, and said with tears in the corners of his eyes, "Okay little Kewen, then come on."

Kewen didn't want to pay attention to the unruly old man behind him, and before coming to the taskbar, his eyes swept over all the attached bounties.

Looking at the country map in his mind, Kewen quickly found a suitable task.

With a 'swoosh', he took off the task list from the bulletin board, and Kewen turned back to President Makarov, reached out and handed the task list over: "That's it, register it."

President Makarov took over the task list, looked up, raised his head slightly and asked, "Are you sure you want to accept this task of destroying the 'Robber Ape'?"

"That's it." Ke Wen nodded.

President Makarov thought for a moment and then nodded: "Okay."

He took out the registration form from under the bar, and while registering, President Makarov warned: "Be careful when doing missions, robber apes always appear in groups."

"I will," Cowan responded.

Soon after the registration was completed, Kewen said goodbye, turned and walked outside the guild.

Outside the gate of the guild, the wizards of the guild are gathering together in twos and threes, one by one discussing the melee just now, the one who took advantage of it was proud, and the one who suffered a loss said that the next battle will definitely be done. Make each other look good.

The little Doudings also got together, but a chaotic battle finally vented their energy, and there was no more quarrel at this time.

However, those who couldn't see each other were still fighting each other with their eyes. Before, there were only Natsu and Gray in the guild, but now there are Mira and Erza.

Kewen muttered to himself, it seems that the guild will be more chaotic in the future.

After returning to his senses, Kewen raised his hand and greeted everyone: "The president has already cleaned up the hall, everyone can go in."

"Haha, that's great!" the mage named Makao laughed heartlessly and loudly: "It just happens to be too hot to stay outside."

In the midst of the commotion, everyone walked into the door one after another, but the peas were solid, and they did not rush into the hall because of the heat, but walked around the guild.

When passing by Kewen, Natsu said eagerly: "Kewen, why didn't you participate in the battle just now? It's a pity, I must participate next time, let you see how good I am!"

Snapped!

Erza slashed with a knife from behind and hit a large bag on top of Natsu's head.

Immediately, Natsu turned into an old hen again, squatted down and began to cry out in pain.

After cleaning up Natsu, Elsa showed a dashing smile to Cowen, and said at the same time, "Don't listen to his nonsense, let's discuss it next time."

Kewen's eyes twitched, listening to the first half of the other party's sentence, he also sighed that there was finally a sensible person, but the second half of the sentence immediately knocked Erza back to her original shape, and she was no better than Natsu.

Before Kewen could respond, Mira interjected in an arrogant tone: "You are a rigid girl! You want to fight! I'll accompany you at any time! Don't disturb Kewen!"

Erza subconsciously wanted to reply a few words, but thinking that she had a good time just now, she endured it for the time being.

Glancing sideways at Mira, Erza snorted arrogantly, bent down and pulled the scarf around Natsu's neck, and dragged him into the guild hall.

"What's the attitude!" Mira squeezed her nose towards Erza's back, her lips twisted into a 'earthly' shape.

Kewen sighed softly, then raised his hand and pressed Mila's little head, turning her face back.

Staring into each other's eyes, Kewen asked helplessly in a low voice, "What's the matter with your outfit? Do you want to be a bad girl?"

"Get dressed?" Mila looked down at her body, then raised her hand to touch the exposed belly button and said, "What's wrong with dressing up? This body is very cool, and also! Leave me alone! I'm a year older than you. Yes! You want to call me sister!"

Having said that, Mira did not break free from Kewen's hold on her head.

Kewen is speechless, right? The family is still a twelve-year-old child; don't tell me? Kewen was also worried about Mila's growth, and was a little fatherly worried.

After thinking about it, Cowen finally said: "You always have to be a good example for Lisanna and Elfman?"

Hearing this, Mila was speechless and had nothing to refute, so she could only put her mouth aside.

Shaking his head helplessly again, Kewen withdrew his hand and said to the three brothers and sisters, "I'm going out to do a mission, you all take care of yourselves in the guild."

Thinking that Kewen was just doing a simple task in the town like Erza, the three brothers and sister nodded indifferently.

Kewen didn't explain either. After saying goodbye, he walked towards the train station...