Internet Magic in Fairy Tail (Re-upload)

About 30 kilometers south of the open-pit coal mine lay another dragon's lair.

For Nate, covering 30 kilometers felt like taking just a few steps.

In the blink of an eye, a golden light fell, and the two of them appeared on a hillside.

Ahead stretched a vast plain, lush with grass and flowers, brimming with vitality.

A massive green dragon—over 300 meters long—lay on the grass, grazing peacefully.

"A vegetarian dragon? That's rare," Nate chuckled.

Different dragons had different dietary preferences:

The Fire Dragon King, Igneel, preferred volcanic environments rich in fire elements.

Coal Dragons enjoyed devouring coal.

This Grass Dragon? Naturally, it loved eating grass.

Nature was incredible. Despite being herbivorous, it was several times larger than the Coal Dragon.

Brandish stared at the green dragon in amazement. "It's really a dragon, and it's way bigger than Irene's dragon form."

"Watch closely. I'll teach you how to seal it."

With that, Nate leaped lightly off the hillside.

Engrossed in its meal, the Grass Dragon suddenly sensed a magical presence approaching and lifted its head warily.

Before it could identify the source, a milky-white tremor orb struck its head.

The orb exploded, unleashing a shockwave that tore through its scales and rattled its brain.

"Damn it! Who dares interrupt my meal?"

But what greeted it was a barrage of tremor orbs.

Nate hovered in midair, repeatedly conjuring tremor orbs from his palm and bombarding the Grass Dragon mercilessly.

Too large to dodge, the dragon became a perfect target. With an irritated growl, it flapped its wings and took to the sky.

"A human?"

The Grass Dragon's massive eyes locked onto Nate, its whiskers trembling in rage. "You chased me all the way here?"

Weaker than the Coal Dragon, Nate thought, smirking to himself. "What's your name?"

"Hmph, why should I tell you? I am a proud dragon—Medacolirus of the Grasslands!"

With that, the Grass Dragon turned and fled.

"Why are you running?" Nate muttered, incredulous at the dragon's sudden cowardice.

He immediately raised his hand, crossing his index and middle fingers. A black mist of cursed energy rapidly spread, blotting out the sun.

"Domain Expansion!"

Medacolirus was fast, but the Domain Expansion was faster. In an instant, a massive black sphere engulfed it.

Thud, thud, thud!

The dragon's blows echoed inside the sphere, but it couldn't escape.

"That's how you do it. Understand?"

Nate glanced back at Brandish, who stood on the hillside, arms folded, watching intently.

"Your Majesty, what do those floating words mean?"

[BOSS: Grassland Dragon Medacolirus]

[Difficulty: ★]

"That's called a 'dungeon.' Once the seal is complete, it appears automatically. You don't need to worry about it."

With a snap of his fingers, Nate dispelled the black sphere.

He flew to the Grass Dragon's head, crouched down, and placed his palm on its forehead.

"Dragon Taming Technique!"

Instantly, a pitch-black magic circle formed, and several chains coiled around the dragon's neck like a leash.

"What kind of magic is this? You vile human!"

Medacolirus felt a powerful will invading her consciousness, binding her mind. Her urge to resist faded, replaced by total submission.

"Master."

Nate ordered her to descend to the ground.

Brandish leaped down from the hillside. "As expected of Your Majesty. You subdued a dragon so effortlessly."

"It'll serve as your temporary mount. With its help, your task will be much easier."

Nate paused, then added, "If you come across exceptionally strong dragons that might break the seal, don't bother trying to tame them. Just move on to the next."

"Understood!"

After giving his instructions, Nate left Brandish and returned to his original timeline.

Once Nate was gone, Brandish approached the Grass Dragon, tilting her head thoughtfully before issuing her first command:

"Sit."

The dragon obeyed.

"Good girl~ Very obedient. Shake hands…"

Do you think I'm a dog?!

Medacolirus glared at her indignantly.

…

That evening, Nate headed to his usual spot for a date with Cana. Her catgirl outfit gave her a unique charm.

Several days passed.

The [Truth Encyclopedia] was running smoothly. Nate had just added a search function, allowing it to scour the entire Magic Net for information—essentially, a search engine. Since it didn't rely on the Gate of Truth's Law of Equivalent Exchange, it was free of charge.

At the moment, only about a dozen users were testing it, and there hadn't been any major issues.

Meanwhile, Minerva continued her daily prayers diligently. To Nate's exasperation, she even prayed before meals:

[Great Lord of the Magic Net]

[You are the embodiment of truth, the observer beyond time]

[I thank you for this delicious breakfast~]

She prayed so often that Nate could hear her voice directly, leading him to discover an interesting facet of Faith Power: when someone truly believed in him, a connection formed that allowed him to transmit his thoughts back.

[Your breakfast has nothing to do with me...]

Occasionally, Nate answered Minerva's prayers, though it expended Faith Power, so he did it sparingly. Receiving any response at all only made her more enthusiastic—like a child with a new toy—until Nate finally blocked her prayers entirely.

Minerva wasn't the only problem. While her over-the-top devotion at least generated Faith Power, the prayers of Erza and Ultear were peculiar. They produced no Faith Power whatsoever.

After speaking with them, Nate quickly understood why. Erza put it best:

"Believing in your own boyfriend feels… weird. I really tried."

It was a side effect of their relationship. They simply couldn't see Nate as a divine figure.

That noon, the bells of Kardia Cathedral rang out again, signaling that Magnolia was entering Gildarts Mode. Magic loudspeakers hovered over the city, reminding citizens to take shelter.

At the guild:

"Cana, your dad's back!" Levy announced excitedly.

"I know. He told me last night he'd arrive in Magnolia today," Cana replied, glancing around. Not seeing Nate, she asked, "Levy, have you seen Nate?"

"No… He hasn't been here at all today."

Meanwhile, at Natsu's house:

Nate was busy brewing a [Regeneration Potion], while Igneel, Natsu, and Happy crowded around, watching intently.

"So that's why you wanted my dragon blood last time? To make this potion?" Igneel asked.

"Yeah. Future Lucy lost an arm, and this potion can regenerate it," Nate explained.

"Who's it for this time?" Natsu asked curiously.

Detective Happy interjected, "Natsu, you dummy. It's obviously for Gildarts! Am I right?"

"Good guess, Happy. Now could you two keep quiet? I need to concentrate," Nate said, exasperated.

Just then, the cathedral bells resounded through the city.

Natsu's eyes lit up. "Gildarts is back!"

Nate's heart stirred. The Fishing King had indeed returned.