Chapter 85

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As the sunlight dispelled the darkness, the 'Monoliths' that stood in various directions, surrounding the Tokyo area, were exposed to the sky. These towering black walls, 1.618 kilometers high and 1 kilometer wide, still stood like iron towers, spaced at regular intervals, visible in people's sight.

Such a scene, existing in the natural landscape, was clearly out of place, yet for some reason, it inspired awe.

However, that was only natural.

After all, only the area in the middle of the 'Monoliths' was the last paradise for the humans of this world.

The boundary between the human and the Gastrea-inhabited areas, marked by the 'Monoliths', had existed for ten years.

Due to the war, the Tokyo area, which had been largely preserved, was unified and divided into forty-three regions.

Starting from the central area 1, the closer to the 'Monoliths' that formed the national border, the higher the region number, up to 43, and beyond that was the unexplored territory where the Gastrea lived.

On the outskirts of the forty-three regions of the Tokyo area, near the 'Monoliths' and even touching the border, was a wasteland that no one wanted to live in.

They were collectively known as the Outskirts.

Here, the presence of people was so sparse that it was frightening.

Moreover, strange things could be seen everywhere.

For example, enormous footprints that seemed impossible to come from humans.

For example, chairs covered in blood.

For example, the interior of a four-wheeled vehicle with shattered windows, where everything was a disturbing red, like rust, evoking the image of blood.

And for example, unknown red and purple wild grass growing in the cracks of the stones.

The ground here was mostly barren, like a wasteland.

Buildings were as if trampled by some monstrous creature, ruined to the point of being ruins.

This was the Outskirts of the Tokyo area, a place that no one wanted to approach, let alone live in.

However, in one of these almost desolate regions, in the 39th region, there was such a place.

A place enclosed by a wall, the size of a small town, with many buildings that were clearly new, standing in stark contrast to the ruins outside the wall.

While these buildings could not compare to the skyscrapers in the inner Tokyo area, they were still regular residences.

For the 'Cursed Children' who had been abandoned by their parents and shunned by people, living in the Outskirts for years, this place was undoubtedly a dream paradise.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that at the top of the only gate in this walled area, there was a sign.

The sign read —— 'Fairy Tail'.

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"President! President!"

In a school the size of an elementary school, Noah, who was reading a thick book, was surrounded by a group of girls under ten years old, who were clinging to him with their high-pitched voices, pestering him.

"Tell us a story, President!"

"Another story?" Noah, with two or three children already climbing on him, put down his book, his expression gentle but his tone somewhat helpless.

"Shouldn't your teachers also tell you stories in class?"

"The teachers aren't as interesting as you, President!" The children all chimed in.

"We want to hear a story from you, President!"

"Alright, alright." Noah could only shrug, pulling the children off him, and after a moment's thought, he smiled.

"Do you know why we call this place 'Fairy Tail'?"

The children shook their heads, their faces filled with curiosity and confusion.

"In fact, no one knows whether fairies have tails, or even if they exist at all." Meeting the children's gazes, Noah spoke softly, as if from a distant place.

"But it is precisely because of this that the eternal mystery becomes an eternal hope. I created 'Fairy Tail' to tell everyone that, just like chasing the mystery of whether fairies have tails or even exist, never give up hope!"

Noah looked around at the children, who all had expressions of longing, and closed his eyes.

"One day, you will need to step into the outside world and interact with people. At that time, you will encounter all kinds of difficulties."

"But even if people reject you, dislike you, make things difficult for you, or even try to harm you, you must never give up hope. As long as you believe in hope, fairies will always appear by your side."

"So, never forget."

"Whether you are the 'Cursed Children' that everyone despises or not, you are all members of 'Fairy Tail', and 'Fairy Tail' will always be your home!"

Hearing this, the children's faces all lit up with happiness, and this expression brought a sense of peace to Noah's heart.

Noah would never forget the look of despair, wariness, coldness, and hatred in the eyes of the 'Cursed Children' when he first came to the Outskirts a year ago.

For these 'Cursed Children', Noah had not spared any effort over the past year, and now, 'Fairy Tail' had finally become a place of solace for these children, allowing them to live like ordinary children.

And that was all Noah could do.

Of course, this also caused various troubles.

"President Noah." A middle-aged man in a black suit, with a gun on his hip, stood at the door, expressionless.

"The car is waiting outside, and the distinguished person is also waiting for President Noah's visit. Please, President Noah, take some time to come with us."

Noah glanced at the man, said nothing, and instead told the children around him.

"Alright, it's time for class. Go back to your classrooms!"

"Yes~~~" The children obediently left and returned to their classrooms.

Only then did Noah reach out, pick up the long bag that had been lying on the ground, stand up, and walk out the door.

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Tokyo Area, Zone 1...

In the heart of the Tokyo area, a long limousine drove from a distance and finally stopped in front of a building.

Men in suits, like bodyguards, emerged from somewhere and opened the limousine door, allowing Noah to step out and stand in front of the towering building.

It was probably a building in the neo-Gothic style.

The curved glass windows embedded in the ivory-like white and smooth stone pillars, and the wavy sloping doors, made the luxurious building a palace that was faultless in every aspect, as described in the books Noah had read.

Noah merely glanced at the building and was then led into the building, known as the Holy Residence, by two guards.

Not long after, the two guards opened a huge door, allowing Noah to enter a brightly lit hall.

In the hall, two people, who had apparently been resting with their eyes closed until just now, opened their eyes the moment Noah entered, focusing their gaze on him.

Seeing the two undoubtedly important figures in front of him, a glint of sharpness flashed in Noah's eyes.

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