MARVEL I AM DRAGON GOD

The moment Mystogan finished his confession, Arthur's golden eyes narrowed.

He looked less like a benevolent Dragon God and more like an extremely annoyed teenager who had just caught his friend doing something unforgivably stupid.

"Okay, hold up. Seriously?"

Arthur demanded, cutting through the heavy silence. His voice, usually resonating with conceptual power, now carried a distinct tone of adolescent frustration.

"You thought the best plan was to let the Fairy Tail guild get kidnapped, stripped of their gear, and used as batteries, all because you wanted to play dimension-saving mastermind? That's, like, a garbage plan."

He jabbed a finger at the masked mage.

"And now the King—your dad, I'm guessing—is trying to turn the whole town into a giant crystal? Permanent magic sealing? That's straight-up psycho stuff, not just 'oops, I almost messed up.'"

Mystogan flinched under the dual weight of Arthur's infinite power and his youthful, blunt condemnation.

"It was the only way to avoid absolute war between dimensions, Arthur! I was trying to preserve all life. The King's plan... that's a betrayal."

"Yeah, and now your 'time-buying' plan just got everyone on the highway to a magical lobotomy at this 'Dragon's Graveyard',"

Arthur snapped, already analyzing the strategic threat.

Natsu clenched his fists, tears of betrayal mixing with his anger.

"Dragon's Graveyard? You've got to be kidding me! You knew that, Mystogan, and you never told us?"

Arthur didn't waste time consoling Natsu; they had bigger problems. He focused on the critical threat Mystogan had mentioned—the permanent sealing of their mages' powers.

"Listen up, no time for feelings,"

Arthur stated, turning his gaze back to Mystogan with an unsettling coldness.

"The Magnolia Lacrima sucks, but it's just property damage. The Dragon's Graveyard? That's about wiping their souls clean of magic. That's the priority threat, the one we kill first."

He pointed at Mystogan.

"Tell me where that 'Graveyard' is. Forget the palace siege for now. We need to hit that transfer site and get them out before their magic gets permanently archived. Rimuru and Ultear can teleport us; Natsu is going to keep doing what he's doing—being a noisy distraction to keep the Royal Army busy while we execute the snatch-and-grab."

He looked at his team, his expression intense. The Dragon's Graveyard was where they would start the real fight.

Mystogan nodded grimly, accepting Arthur's demanding prioritization. He pulled out a small, intricately carved wooden map that pulsed faintly with contained magic—a relic from his own world.

"The Dragon's Graveyard isn't a single place; it's a mobile dimensional sealing unit,"

Mystogan revealed, his voice low and urgent.

"It's a heavily shielded facility, disguised as a massive mining vehicle, and it's currently on the move to the final transfer site."

He traced a line on the map toward a jagged mountain range in the distance.

"Arthur, you need to know this,"

Mystogan warned, his eyes intensely focused on the young Dragon God.

"The King anticipated a rescue attempt once the Anima finished. He put his most capable operative in charge of the transport."

"Erza Knightwalker—the Edolas counterpart of your Erza—is personally overseeing the mages' transfer. It's a trap designed to draw out any remaining Earthland mages with power."

He looked pointedly at Natsu.

"She knows your guild's weakness, and she is merciless. You'll hit the Graveyard, and you'll immediately face the ruthless Edolas Titania."

Natsu snarled, the news of the permanent magic seal and the threat of the ruthless Erza K. overriding his exhaustion.

"Good! I'll punch her in the face too! Anyone who touches my family gets burned, even if I have to do it with my bare hands!"

Arthur absorbed the intelligence instantly. Erza Knightwalker was a high-priority target, and having a direct confrontation was strategically ideal for causing chaos.

"Perfect. That saves us a lot of searching,"

Arthur said, the crimson in his eyes flashing.

"Okay, here's the plan, so listen up, because we're running out of time."

"Natsu, you are still the primary distraction. You keep doing what you're doing—be loud, wreck stuff, and keep the main Royal Army patrols off our backs. Get closer to the city and cause absolute chaos. Make them think you're the main problem."

"Rimuru, Ultear, and I are taking the express route. We'll bypass the army and hit the Dragon's Graveyard immediately. We're going to use Ultear's Arc of Time to slip past any dimensional defenses and grab the captives."

"We grab our people, deal with Knightwalker, and meet you back at the capital when the city is panicking. Got it? Rimuru, get ready for the jump. Ultear, find me the weak point in the Graveyard's defense."

Arthur didn't wait for any debate. The moment of action had arrived. He turned to Mystogan.

"You're coming with us. You're the key master in this bad scenario,"

Arthur ordered, pulling Mystogan into the small, tight circle with Rimuru and Ultear.

"Don't even think about pulling another secret move. We're doing this rescue right now."

Arthur concentrated his infinite Magicules and his Reality Blending—not to create a slow portal, but to 'force' a conceptual shortcut, bypassing the distance and the Edolas Royal Army entirely.

The four figures vanished in a silent, violent flash of silver light, leaving Natsu alone on the metallic Edolas road, ready to begin his noisy, magic-less rampage.