Internet Magic in Fairy Tail (Re-upload)

Nate opened the photo.

In the picture, Minerva had washed off her heavy makeup, instantly looking a few years younger.

However… why was she so insistent on becoming his girlfriend?

Nate was a bit puzzled—was it a "seasonal urge"?

A thought popped into his mind, and he automatically typed a response.

Sigma Male: "I already have a girlfriend. 🙋‍♂️"

My Lady: "Mirajane? 🤨"

Sigma Male: "I have many girlfriends. 😅"

My Lady: "It's normal for an excellent man to have many women. You wouldn't mind one more, right? 😳"

Sigma Male: "…"

Does she want something from me?

Nate couldn't help but consider her motives, albeit with a trace of suspicion. However, he couldn't figure it out right away.

My Lady: "I'm serious about this~"

Sigma Male: "Let's see how you behave."

Nate replied casually, no longer wanting to entertain the conversation.

With the Twin Dragons of Sabertooth Dragon Slayer Magic now written into the Magic APP, he was ready for the next step.

"Cobra of the Poison Dragon… He's in prison."

Nate thought about it briefly, then split off a Thought Projection. Using Flying Thunder God, the projection teleported directly to the Magic Council's Fiore branch.

Normally, visiting prisoners wasn't allowed, but as a member of the Ten Wizard Saints, Nate had no problem gaining access. Still, there was no need for him to go personally—his projection could handle it.

…

Akané Beach Resort.

A flash of golden light appeared on the beach as Nate arrived.

"Wahh!" Wendy, who was building a sandcastle, jumped in surprise. But when she saw it was Nate, she let out a relieved breath.

"Nate-oniisan."

"Good afternoon, Wendy," Nate greeted her.

Then he noticed the pinkish-white-haired girl sitting across from Wendy.

"Wait… You're—Carla?" Nate blinked.

"Geez, don't suddenly pop up and scare people like that," the girl—Carla—said, arms crossed, looking annoyed.

Nate squinted slightly and confirmed through her magic aura: it was indeed Carla.

"You turned into a human? Since when did you learn Transformation Magic?"

At this, Carla's lips curled into a triumphant smile.

"When that black cat joined the guild, I saw him transform into a human and thought I could do it too. Yesterday, I finally mastered it!"

She struck a proud pose. "So? Am I cute? Hmm?"

Nate reached out and patted her head with a grin. "Very cute."

Carla's face instantly flushed red, and she swatted his hand away in embarrassment.

"D-Don't randomly pat a girl's head, you idiot Nate!"

Nate was speechless. What's the problem? He'd patted her head countless times before when she was still a cat.

"I'm the one who taught Carla," came a voice from behind him.

Nate turned around and saw Mirajane reclining on a beach towel, enjoying a sunbath. Beside her, Lisanna was helping apply sunscreen.

"Nate-oniisan, it's not good to pat girls on the head so casually," Lisanna teased.

"My apologies." Nate sighed, holding up his hands in surrender.

Carla shot him an unimpressed glare. "Well… it's not that big a deal, no need to apologize."

Nate shook his head and turned back to Wendy. "I need to borrow Wendy for a bit."

"Is something the matter?" Wendy asked, curious.

"I need to write your Sky Dragon Slayer Magic into the Magic APP. It's for something involving dragon-hunting…"

Before Nate could finish explaining, Wendy clapped the sand off her hands and stood up.

"Got it! Where do we need to go?"

The guild's members really were the best—no extra questions, just willing to help.

"Let's go to the hotel room. I need a quiet environment."

With a snap of his fingers, a golden teleportation magic circle appeared under their feet.

"You all keep playing—I'll borrow Wendy for a while."

In a flash of golden light, the two disappeared from the beach.

Carla let out a small sigh. "That guy really doesn't know what 'vacation time' means."

Mirajane smiled warmly. "Nate's always been like that. When he's focused on work, he's very dedicated."

Lisanna's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "So… what's this about dragon hunting?"

…

Wendy's Sky Dragon Slayer Magic was rather unique. Most of its abilities were supportive, enhancing speed, defense, and strength. Because of its auxiliary properties, writing it into the Magic APP was more complicated than other Dragon Slayer magics.

While Nate and Wendy were busy integrating the new magic…

…

At the Magic Council's Mage Prison.

The Council had approved Nate's request to visit a prisoner.

"Nate-san, please follow me."

The captain of the Fourth Custody Enforcement Unit, Lahar, opened the main gates of the prison.

"Although I don't know why you want to visit the Oración Seis, please don't cause any trouble."

"Relax, I just want to take a look and have a quick chat," replied Thought Projection Nate with a casual smile, following Lahar deeper into the prison.

The interior of the prison had a unique design. Each prisoner was confined inside a white cube-shaped cell. These cubes filled the space, tightly packed and seemingly endless.

"These cells are constructed with Sealing Magic Stones, which can block the flow of magic," Lahar explained as they walked.

Sealing Magic Stones were a rare type of magic mineral classified as contraband by the Council. Their primary function, as the name suggested, was to suppress a mage's magic power.

"Can it block Magic Net access too?" Nate asked.

Lahar glanced at him. "No, it can't. Your Internet Magic cannot be blocked, so all prisoners here have their Magic Net rings confiscated."

"Oh… I see." Nate raised an eyebrow. It made sense that something so basic couldn't interfere with connections to the Celestial Spirit World and parallel dimensions.

At that moment, a long-missing system notification suddenly chimed in Nate's mind:

[Task: Spread the Internet to the Western Continent and Northern Continent, ensuring no fewer than 1 million users on each continent.

Reward: Aether Editor]

"Huh? Aether Editor?" Nate perked up. Judging by the name, it sounded like something related to programming—perhaps something that would allow him to code in a wishful manner.

"We're here," Lahar said, stopping in front of a row of prison cells.

Nate looked up and saw five white cube-shaped cells in a row. Inside each cell sat a member of Oración Seis: Midnight, Hoteye, Cobra, Angel, and Racer.

The five of them looked haggard, slumped weakly against the walls of their cells. Noticing Nate's arrival, they slowly raised their heads, expressions shifting to surprise.

"I'll leave you to it," Lahar said sternly. "I'll be waiting outside."

With that, he turned and walked away.

"What's this about?" Racer frowned. "Didn't think you'd come to visit us, Nate."

"Yo, how's life in here treating you?" Nate asked with a teasing smile. "It's been months, and you all look pretty rough."

Angel responded weakly, "In these cells, magic power can't be restored. If you were locked in here, you'd look the same." Then she mumbled softly, "We can't even log into the Magic Net. No mahjong. I just want to die…"

Nate chuckled. "Still hooked on mahjong, huh?"

Cobra, seated quietly, spoke up with an expressionless face: "Why are you here? What do you want?"

"I need your help with something," Nate replied. "And who knows? It might even shave some time off your sentences."

The moment he said that, all five perked up instantly.