Arc Summary: "All things change; all people grow. Including Kei Weilan. The only question is, is that change for better...or for worse?"
Years have passed and the trio of orphans from Hage have grown. Asta, Yuno and Kei are now ready to set off and try their luck at the Magic Knights entrance exam. When Asta is accepted at the last moment by the Black Bulls captain, Kei, of course, follows him. However, the Black Bulls are nothing like what he had expected and Kei's views of the nobles, the commoners and Clover Kingdom at large, begin to shatter, one by one. But before he can truly begin to accept them and be accepted himself, there's one last hurdle to cross...
'DANCE IN THE MOONLIGHT' ARC
the anti magic grimoire part one
Years passed. More children joined Asta, Yuno and Kei at the church. Kei usually kept to himself, only truly opening up to Asta and Yuno. Slowly, painfully slowly, the two convinced Kei to open up about his magic and, much to his surprise, it was treated as a marvel instead of inspiring horror. Both he and Yuno gained more and more insight into their magic and as time steadily ticked on, the lavender-ette found himself looking forward to gaining his grimoire.
Years passed, and things changed, even in a village as small and insignificant to the world at large as Hage was.
Years passed, yet one thing stayed the same.
Asta remained, utterly, unexplainably, magicless.
He refused to let that, or the other's constant discouragement, and sometimes outright mockery, get to him. At least visibly. Asta's will and determination seemed unshakable. And so did his, rather horrifying, hellish training regime. If Kei knew him at all well, and he did, he would push through, as he always did.
And yet, he couldn't help but worry.
Kei shot a look at Asta from under his lashes, biting his lip. An odd expression crossed his face.
They were sitting at Asta's usual training spot. Kei was sitting to the side, concentrating on a tattered volume on his lap, while Asta put himself through his usual physical training. The time of the Grimoire Acceptance Ceremony was drawing near. Both of them awaited it with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.
A sense of foreboding settled into Kei's chest, gripping his heart. Something was going to change at the acceptance ceremony, something big, something important. If the visions were anything to go by...
Two hands clutched onto the grassy ground, clenching into shaking fists.