≺ ϟ 全能≻ ——- It alleviated his soul to know that now, his ex-comrade, is doing alright. Notwithstanding what had happened betwixt them during the Fighting Festival back then— the one that Laxus had created, Mystogan was still a comrade of his own. It was good to know that he was able to return where he actually belongs to. Overtly, this person here appeared to hold much respect for him— addressing him with such high regards, and even with a comparison that worked as positive for the current King. A compliment perhaps? Most likely. A subtle curve will be tugged upwards. If there was a way to visit him, he would surely have done this, albeit this would be against the rules of the boisterous premises. The lightning Dragon Slayer has been a close acquaitance of Jellal’s for years now.
“That’s good to know it.”
⊰ 火の玉 ⊱ Unsure what the relationship between Laxus and Jellal was, Natsu merely thought them as being comrades perhaps. It wasn’t his place to tread, he had no authority to impose any questions like that, nor did such a courage for questions to be asked even existed in Natsu’s heart. Nevertheless, Natsu, to say the least, was intrigued by their relationship, wishing to know what happened between the two. He also wished to know about this world’s Jellal, and how he differed from the King.
⊰ 火の玉 ⊱ Salmon brow cocked slightly upwards as onyx orbs viewed the sight of Laxus’ mouth tugging into the faintest of smiles. It made Natsu really wish to know what the connection the two used to have, for it now seemed like more than mere companions. No, the ambience of the room was far too heavy for such a light bond. “A-Ano…what’s this world’s Jellal-san like?” he questioned as a thirst for knowledge quelled in his body. “A-And, if you don’t mind me asking, w-what was your connection to J-Jellal-san?”
