Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Spirit Magic?!

Chapter 33: Orion Bronze Cloth

【Om! 】

A similar scene unfolded: a blinding light flashed, and a bronze armor appeared in the light, still in the form of a constellation.

It has a scalp, two arms, and a body, and is depicted as a human. The right hand of the Saint Cloth holds a weapon, while the left hand holds a shield.

What's this zodiac sign? I don't know.

It's normal that Moen didn't recognize the Saint Cloth. With so many Saint Cloths and so many versions, it's really hard to remember them all, except for some that are particularly distinctive or cool.

As the light faded, the Saint Cloth revealed its true form: a predominantly white Saint Cloth adorned with purple accents, depicting a human figure holding a weapon and shield aloft.

[Congratulations! The Orion Bronze Cloth has been unlocked!]

A message popped up from the Saint Seiya system, revealing the name of the Saint Cloth.

'Orion? The Ghost Saint? Isn't this Cloth a Silver-tier one?'

Upon seeing the name Orion, Moen felt that his memory might be flawed, because in his impression, Orion seemed to be a Silver Armor, and quite powerful at that, a character who appeared in some theatrical version.

'This is probably another special version.'

Although surprised, Moen quickly accepted the situation.

Moen isn't exactly a die-hard Saint Seiya fan, so it's perfectly normal that there are versions he can't remember or hasn't seen.

For example, he didn't have a very deep impression of the first Saint Cloth he obtained, the Equuleus Bronze Cloth.

Even if you took out different versions of the "Pegasus Bronze Cloth," he might not be able to remember which version came from which period.

Because he was still supporting Geralt, Moen couldn't easily change into a different Saint Cloth, so he could only store it in his system space for now and try it on later when he had some free time.

"Let's go pick up Wendy and take her back to the guild."

Supporting Gerald, Moen was in a very good mood. He was going to take Wendy away from Robin Lue in a moment, and then he could get the "Saint Cloth Repair Manual". It couldn't be better.

"Yes, we need to find Wendy right away!"

Gerald agreed, then suddenly realized something, looked at Moen in surprise, and asked in astonishment:

"Mount, do you know where Wendy is?"

"Of course, I've already met Wendy."

Moen replied with a smile, and then he told Gerald in detail about his agreement with the old man Robin, without embellishing the story, but praising the old man's actions.

Grandpa Makarov listened from the side, nodding frequently, clearly praising Robin Lu's actions. He wasn't actually very close at the time, so he didn't know the specific content of the conversation.

"Oh, I see. That puts my mind at ease."

After hearing Moen's words, Gerald relaxed; there was no need to rush now.

"..."

Seeing Gerald's reaction, Moen's heart skipped a beat, and he spoke with some suspicion:

"Geralt...you don't even know Robin Luth?"

After asking the question, Moen immediately noticed that Gerald's expression was somewhat embarrassed, as if he had been hit where it hurt.

"There's no way around it, Anima is just too dangerous. I'm not even confident I can handle it myself, so naturally I can't bring Wendy along..."

So I had no choice but to entrust her to that old man's care. Luckily, I made the right choice; he really was a good person.

Gerald explained with a helpless expression that he had no choice but to do so.

Although he knew there were certain risks involved, it was still safer than going with him.

That's certainly true.

Moen nodded. It was hard to say whether Gerald could have held on without his and Grandpa Makarov's help.

After Gerald regained some of his strength, the three of them—one old and two young—slowly made their way towards Robin's dilapidated village.

When the three arrived at the village, the sky was filled with stars, night had fallen, and the entire village was pitch black.

"You actually found it!"

In the darkness, the elderly Robin stood hunched over, alone at the village entrance, a look of surprise on his face.

"That's right, not only did I find him, I've also invited Gerald to the guild. Grandpa, now you have nothing to say, right?"

Moen walked over to Robin and joked with the old man with a smile.

He could tell that the old man must have a story to tell; otherwise, there was no reason for a strong man like him to be all alone in such a dilapidated village.

"You're lucky, kid."

Robin smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Where's Wendy?"

Moen looked around but didn't see Wendy.

"She's already asleep. The little girl was waiting for you to come back, but she couldn't stay awake any longer and drifted off to sleep."

When Wendy was mentioned, Robin's expression softened. Although he had only spent a short time with Wendy, he was clearly charmed by the adorable child.

"Thank you for taking care of Wendy, grandpa."

Gerald stepped forward and bowed deeply to Robin to express his gratitude. He was very fortunate that the old man was a kind person, which prevented his desperate attempt to find a cure from going wrong.

"You're welcome. I simply couldn't refuse such a sincere request from a child."

Looking at Gerald, Robin said with a smile.

His praise made Geral a little embarrassed; perhaps he was genuinely sincere in his haste at the time.

"Rest here for the night, you all look exhausted."

Seeing Gerald's exhausted face, Robin offered a suggestion: Makarov and Moen, the grandfather and grandson, both seemed to be doing well, but Gerald was visibly very tired.

"That's fine then, we'll take our leave of you."

Makarov answered, making the decision for Moen and Gerald.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Makarov narrowed his eyes. He had to admit that the old man was unfathomable. His terrifying magic and methods surprised even him. They were a group of thought entities with independent consciousness!

"Please come in. Although it has been a long time since I have received guests, I have cleaned the village during the day. It should be fine for you to stay for one night."

Robin had a smile on his face. Meeting Gerald, Wendy, and Moen brought some different colors to his lonely and long life. He even tidied up the village for the first time, of course, by directing the longing creatures.

Led by Robin, Moen, Gerald, and Makarov moved into a room, though their beds were separate.

The layout of this room looks like a dormitory.

Lying on the bed, everyone quickly fell asleep. Moen didn't try on the Orion Bronze Cloth, but also soon drifted off to sleep.

Nothing was said that night, until the sun rose as usual.