Fairy Tail: I Don't Want to Be the Guild Master

In the depths of the forest, a golden-haired young man strode forward with arrogant steps, as if the world owed him something.

Scattered around him was a squad of ten, moving cautiously and scanning their surroundings.

The golden-haired youth was Zancrow, one of Grimoire Heart's Seven Kin of Purgatory. His face was twisted with impatience.

"I came here to find the 'Key,' and instead I'm stuck with this pathetic errand?"

One of the subordinates, careful with his tone, replied, "You promised to lord that you'd bring back the siblings. He said the strongest warrior of this generation from that tribal nation would make a fine servant. And... the girl is quite the beauty..."

Zancrow curled his lip in disdain. "Tch. He's a goat, and he's still into women?"

"Y-you shouldn't say that. If Lord Caprico heard—"

Zancrow grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him off the ground, eyes flaring. "What? What would he do?"

"C-cough! I-I'm sorry! Forgive me!"

Clicking his tongue, Zancrow tossed the man aside like trash. "Ugh, if I could beat Caprico, I wouldn't be doing his dirty work. That guy's magic is way too busted."

"Lord Zancrow!" a soldier cried out. "We found them! The brother and sister!"