Anker was helped by Elusa and led by Makarov to the back of the Demon Tail Guild.

Here, a confinement room was built, and Makarov originally designed this kind of room to throw the guys in Naz's woes when they got into trouble.

But who knows, before this confinement room could lock them up, it first stuffed a Saint Ten into it.

This made Anker feel a little funny.

The small cell of Fairy Tail started quite high, and the Holy Ten had been closed....

Belch...... What Anker didn't know was that in the future, the guild's small cell was estimated to have to lock up a few twelve-shield-level figures...

Makarov led the two to the dark corridor, and Elusha held Anke's hand, suddenly trembling.

Anke keenly sensed that she was wrong, and said: "What's wrong, afraid to see him?"

Elusha shook her head and stopped talking: "I always thought that the next time I saw Jellal, I would definitely share life and death with him, but I didn't expect..."

Anker smiled indifferently and said: "Isn't this quite good, can't it be that you still want revenge?"

For some reason, Elusa suddenly laughed beautifully, and said softly:

"I won't, but... Even if the undead dissipate, will Jalal, who has already borne his sins, let go of the burden in his heart?

"He's really choking alone." Anker smiled at Elusa and said, "But there is never a threshold in life that cannot be taken, rest assured, I will help you with your business."

"You two little devils, where do you say chicken soup for the soul!"

As the two were talking, Makarov's atmosphere destroying voice sounded, Elusha took a deep breath, and said with a smile:

"Anke, thank you for always taking care of me so much, caring for and protecting my past."

"Don't worry, though."

"Those painful scars in the past will only become a medal for me to become stronger, and I will use these honors to protect the people I love!"

After that, Elusa turned into that spirited appearance again, threw away her arm and quickly chased in the direction of Makarov.

Instead, Anker was stunned in place, some did not react, and his face was full of black question marks.

Why did you suddenly take the oath and say a thank you word?

Also, Elusha didn't seem to call her brother just now, she was going to rebel...

[Anke... I seem to understand the source of the power in Elusha's body...]

Anker sighed and whispered to himself: "Well, I understand, I also have a little idea..." Knowing

that he had a score in his heart, Thuram stopped talking, and Anker quickly followed the two in front of him.

After walking for a while, the three finally arrived at the door of Jalal's confinement room.

I saw that in the not very spacious room, Jalal was sitting on a stool, his eyes were slightly empty, and his expression was numb as if he was stiff.

When he saw the people coming outside, Jellal's eyes finally regained some brilliance, and his chapped lips trembled:

"Elusa... Also, Anker. The

inconspicuous old horse: "What about me, what about me?"

Anker looked at Jellal's miserable look and sighed: "I heard that you don't eat or drink these days, why torture yourself so much?"

"Thank you for pulling me out of the disgusting darkness."

Jellal's eyebrows lowered, his body curled up slightly, completely lost his former arrogant and confident appearance, but looked a little inferior...

Elusha looked at the familiar look on Jellal's face, and couldn't help but speak: "Brother, he wiped out the undead in your body, and the previous thing will not happen again."

Jalal squeezed a wry smile on his face, shook his head silently, and did not speak.

Anker personally confronted the blackened Jalal, but in the face of such a "silly white sweet" Jalal now, he was completely uncomfortable.

However, he was still very speechless and said:

"A-jie... No, Lao La... Well, little Lal, in fact, you don't have to be so uncomfortable, everyone knows that you have been brainwashed, not your heart.

Jalal's eyes were full of regret, and he said in a deep voice with some sadness:

"Whether it is the brainwashed Jalal or the current Jalal, it is me, it is my evil deeds that are mine, there is no reason to shirk!"

Anker let out a long "hiss" in his mouth, and looked at Jellal in front of him strangely.

Your rather responsible sentence, a certain manga Winter Soldier has to shout and learn when he listens.

However, this should indeed be Jalal's character

blackened, killed by the malice in his chest, whitewashed, and burdened by the goodness in his heart, in addition to doing evil in his life is atonement, really miserable...

In this way, Jalal, who has a heavy shackle in his heart, if he does not solve this heart demon, he will have to be dragged down in the future to cultivate those idealistic magic.

"That's why you have to hurry up and do something good and gain forgiveness from those you have killed."

Seeing that persuasion could not persuade this man, Anker just changed a way of persuasion.

Jalal heard his words, looked up at Anke, and said with a slight doubt: "You mean, you don't want to put me in the council?"

Anker nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, your mistake must be made up for by yourself."

"How many of those who were tricked by you into building the Tower of Paradise on the island are still looking for their families, and where are their families longing for them?"

"How many corners of this world are still trapped and died somewhere because of inhumane black magic like the R system, and even the corpse cannot be found?"

"You obviously have the ability to save or change all this, why waste it in the council and vent that group of rice buckets?!"

Anke's mouth crackled and said, and Makarov's eyelids jumped on the side.

This kid already has a bit of verve when he speaks!

Listen to this flicker... Ah no, persuasion, how convincing.

Jalal is also a smart man, but Anke's words really poked at the guilt in his heart that urgently needed to be released.

Locked up in the Senate, no action, just like that, but the remaining life is punishment?

Instead of that, it is better to atone for sins with actions, as Anker said!

Even if he can't atone for these sins, even if he will die on this road, he can pay for some things to those who have been hurt by Jalal...

Elusha listened for a long time before she reacted to what Anker meant.

The meaning of this is that I don't want Jalal to be locked up in the council.

She looked at Jellal, who seemed to be moved in her heart, and then at Anke, and asked softly: "Brother, the president... Are you going to let Jalal go?

Makarov coughed twice and worded: "Anker should just persuade him, don't let Jalal think about it, he will definitely be handed over to the council." Hearing

the cover of the guild leader behind him, Anker smiled without a trace.

It doesn't matter if you hand over someone, anyway, it's the prison of the spicy chicken in the Senate....

To put it mildly, isn't it a bus, just in and out!

Don't say that Anselion is still over there to answer, if he really has the heart, Jalal himself is afraid that he can fight from the inside.

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