Internet Magic in Fairy Tail (Re-upload)

The next day, Nate left the hotel feeling refreshed.

Irene had been an intoxicating experience—like a fine wine aged over centuries—her charm unparalleled and irresistible. However, the mere thought of Erza immediately gave him a headache.

If Erza found out, the "Nate's Loving Girlfriends" chat group would absolutely explode.

Not to mention Ultear.

His relationships with both mother-daughter pairs were secrets that absolutely could not come to light.

And yet, greed is a powerful thing. The more you experience, the more you crave.

Despite the risks, Nate couldn't help but entertain the thought:

"Will there ever be a day when I can enjoy a mother-daughter feast?"

Between Ultear and Ur, or Irene and Erza, Nate carefully considered which scenario was more achievable. Clearly, the former seemed more likely.

For now, he decided to find a house for Irene. They would be staying in the capital for a month, and it wouldn't do to have her hiding in his room every day.

Even dating would be inconvenient under these circumstances.

Actually, why rent when he could buy? He had no shortage of money, and property in the capital would retain its value. Consider it an investment.

…

Grand Garden Hotel

9:30 AM

Irene awoke to find the bed empty beside her.

She sat up and tossed off the covers, her breathtaking figure exposed to the morning air.

Irene touched her abdomen, her lips curving into a faint smile.

At over four hundred years old, Irene was no naive maiden. She understood the dynamics between men and women from books.

But last night had been her first real experience. As scenes from the previous evening flashed through her mind, her cheeks turned rosy.

Humming softly, she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting warm water cascade over her snow-white skin.

"It's time to meet Erza," she murmured.

As she showered, she opened the magic network.

A notification popped up:

[User "Knight" has requested to add you as a friend. Do you accept?]

The friend request had been there for some time, but she hadn't approved it yet.

Part of her hesitated because she didn't know how to face her daughter. Another part of her had simply been too busy escaping the Black Dragon.

Taking a deep breath, Irene finally clicked Accept.

Her heart was filled with anticipation—and a touch of nervousness.

She spent some time carefully crafting her first message:

Scarlet Empress: "I'm your mother, Irene Belserion. The name 'Belserion' was inherited from my contract dragon, the Sage Dragon Belserion."

Before she could send it, a message from the other side came through first:

Knight: "You're my mother?"

Knight: "I'm Erza, a mage of Fairy Tail."

The sudden response disrupted her carefully planned words. Irene panicked a little, deleting her initial draft.

After a long pause, she sent:

Scarlet Empress: "I'm Irene, your mother. I'm sorry, Erza."

Knight: "Sorry? I don't remember you doing anything to me. I don't even know you."

Scarlet Empress: "When you were born, I left you in Rosemary Village. Although I had my reasons, I'm still sorry."

Knight: "It's okay. You said you had your reasons, so I don't mind."

Knight: "I was happy in my childhood. Later, I was captured by Black Mages and sent to the Tower of Heaven. It was tough for a few months."

Knight: "But after that, I joined Fairy Tail and have been very happy ever since."

Knight: "😄"

Irene let out a sigh of relief, realizing that her daughter didn't resent her.

Scarlet Empress: "I always used my Thought Projection to protect you in secret. Before you joined Fairy Tail, I knew everything you went through."

Scarlet Empress: "Can you tell me about your life in the guild?"

Scarlet Empress: "Where are you now? Can we meet?"

Knight: "I'd love to meet you. I've even seen a photo of you—my boyfriend sent it to me."

Scarlet Empress: "A photo?"

Irene froze in shock. Could it be one of those photos from last night?

Knight: "It's a swimsuit photo, with the [Magic Arena] Seaside Map as the background."

That photo...

Irene covered her face in embarrassment as the memory resurfaced.

How could Nate send that kind of photo to Erza?

She felt as if her dignity as a mother had been completely shattered.

Wait—she had done that with her daughter's boyfriend just last night.

This must never be revealed to Erza!

Knight: "I'm in the royal capital of Fiore, Crocus."

Scarlet Empress: "I'm in the same city. I just arrived last night."

Mother and daughter arranged a place to meet.

After finishing the conversation, Irene turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, and dried herself off.

With a wave of her hand, she conjured a brand-new outfit using her magic.

Meeting her daughter was even more nerve-wracking than meeting Nate.

Irene made sure to dress immaculately, ensuring she looked her best.

…

Meanwhile, Domus Flau Arena

The second day of the tournament was in full swing.

Yesterday, Erza hadn't participated. She had spent the day exploring the city's armor shops and selecting new gear.

Today, she planned to join Juvia in the competition.

"Sorry, Juvia, but I have to go meet my mother," Erza said suddenly.

"Your mother?" Juvia's expression turned to shock.

Erza nodded earnestly. "Yes, it will be my first time meeting her. I won't be able to accompany you in the matches today."

"Don't worry. Juvia can manage on her own."

After apologizing, Erza left the arena and headed for the agreed-upon location.

…

Half an Hour Later, Colala Outdoor Café

When Erza arrived, Irene was already there, sitting gracefully at a table, waiting patiently.

Her mother's demeanor was strikingly elegant—like an older version of herself by about seven or eight years. Irene's outfit even resembled Erza's own casual wear.

"Erza?" Irene greeted her daughter, standing up to meet her.

"Mo...Mother?" Erza said awkwardly, clearly unused to the term.

Irene smiled warmly. "That's fine. You can call me Irene. Please, have a seat."

After sitting down, Erza blurted out:

"Irene, who is my father?"

"!?"

Irene's face turned red in an instant, and her thoughts reflexively drifted to Nate.

Erza's expression became quizzical. "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing. You don't have a father," Irene said, maintaining her composure. In front of her daughter, she absolutely had to keep up a dignified image.

"How can I not have a father if I was born?" Erza asked, clearly perplexed. She wasn't a child; she was already dating someone, after all.

Then it clicked. Erza immediately connected the dots to something Nate had once mentioned: a scumbag. Her mother must have been hurt by a scumbag!

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up something so painful," Erza said sympathetically.

Now it was Irene's turn to be confused. Painful?

She blinked a few times before chuckling softly. "It's not what you think."

"Huh?"

"You were born through a special type of magic," Irene explained gently, her tone filled with affection. "To put it simply, I created you from my own blood, magic, and soul.

"It took nearly 400 years to carry you to term because of the curse from Ankhseram."

Hearing this, Erza sat dumbfounded.

"One person can give birth alone? Then…are you my mother or my sister?"

"Of course, I'm your mother!" Irene declared firmly.

…

Meanwhile

Nate had just purchased a massive mansion in the capital through a real estate agent.

The property had cost him a whopping 200 million jewel.

No matter the world, real estate in the capital never came cheap.

Sitting on the mansion's luxurious sofa, Nate poured himself a cup of tea.

Before he could take a sip, a private message popped up.

Precht: "Nate, you've done me a great favor."

What favor?

Nate raised a brow in confusion.

Wait—Second Master, you're still alive?

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