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Saga 24: House of 1,000 Corpses Part 1
Grimoire Tower?, Hage Village Outskirts?, Clover Kingdom? (?)
"Hmm..."
Yuno slowly opens his eyes and sees a familiar scenery.
"... Is this... Hage?"
The youth slowly stands back up on the grassy plains.
"... Is that?"
The blurry figure then runs away from him.
"W-Wait!"
Yuno then chases after the figure.
The two then keep running beyond the boundaries of Hage Village, eventually reaching another familiar setting,
"... The Grimoire Tower?"
Yuno then slowly approaches the figure, and as he got closer, the figure's identity was revealed.
"... Asta?"
The revealed Asta then grins at him.
"ASTA!"
The youth then runs towards his bond-brother.
"ASTA!"
Yuno hugged his brother.
"Hey Yuno..." Asta spoke out.
"God..." Yuno begged. "If this is a dream, then please..."
Tears fell from the youth's eyes.
"... Don't wake me up."
Asta then chuckles for a bit. "Don't worry Yuno."
Yuno then opens his eyes, only to find Asta's arm stabbed through his chest.
The youth looks up to find Asta's eyes spilling out black and blood-red sludge from the hollow orifices.
"yOU'rE nOt GOiNg AnYWhERe..."
Then "Asta's" mouth gapes open, revealing the same, black-armored Demon that bursts out from his brother's mouth.
And around Yuno, numerous Astas, all bleeding from their eyes and mouths, pale as corpses, and wailing in pain, were all groping over Yuno's body, trying to drag him down to the earth that they all rose out of.
"This is all your fault." One of the Astas heaved out into Yuno's ear.
"This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault..."
All Yuno can do as his mind, body, and soul were being dragged to the depths of Hell, was scream.
And for the rest of the way down towards oblivion, these were the last words that he heard before he drowned into the bottomless void below were the following:
"Some brother you are."
All Yuno can do is continue screaming while drowning into the bottomless ocean of pitch-black void.
Magic Knight Headquarters, Hospital Wing, Clover Kingdom Capital Quatre, Noble Realm, Clover Kingdom (Afternoon)
"YUNO! YUNO!"
The youth was thrashing and screaming out of his own bed.
"CALM DOWN! YUNO!"
The youth calms down.
Yuno then looks around to see the following:
First, he was in a large room surrounded with other beds and windows sunlight shining through the glass sheets.
Second, he himself was on said bed, all bandaged up from the neck down and all the way down to... his missing foot.
The bandaged stump begins to ache along bandaged torso and his heart.
And finally, next to him was Finral, who's brow is covered in bandages and cotton dressing pads taped all over his cheeks.
"... Finral?" Yuno spoke towards the dandy. "Where the hell am I?"
"The Magic Knight Headquarters. More specifically, the medical wing." He said. "Yuno, you were out for a whole week."
"... A whole week?"
Yuno then scrambles out of the cot only to find himself falling towards the floor facefirst.
"I tried to warn you..." Finral sighed out.
Yuno ignores his words and begins to crawl across the floor.
He then grabs onto something, revealing Captain Yami's boot.
"Hey kid." The captain spoke while smoking a cigarette.
"Um, Captain Yami?" Finral stated. "You do know that the hospital is a no-smoking area, right?"
The Captain pauses for a second before snuffing out the smoke with the bottom of his boot.
"Right." The Captain stated. "Shouldn't you be somewhere else? I thought you were released three days ago."
"I'm under visitor status." Finral replied while showing his pass. "And besides..."
The dandy then hoists Yuno under his shoulder and lifts him back to the cot (albeit with some effort).
"... It's a senior's job to watch over the juniors." He replied.
Captain Yami sighs in exasperation. "Fine. Just don't refracture your skull-"
"YUNO!"
The doors burst open to reveal Jericho, who himself had both of his hands bandaged up like a mummy, and his face being equally mummy-wrapped to boot. All the while, several medical staff members were dangling all over his body, trying to stop him, only to make him go faster, rather then slower.
"Sir!" One of the doctors cried out. "You still need rest-!"
"I CAN MOVE JUST FINE!" He roared back. "AND MORE IMPORTANTLY!"
He suddenly stops, picks off the staff clinging all over him, and sets them down gently, one by one.
"I don't wish to hurt anyone when I'm away from the battlefield." He replied in a gentlemanly tone. "And worry not of my injuries."
He then rips off the bandages around his face and hands, revealing to be perfectly intact, without so much as a scar left behind.
"As you can see." He continued talking towards the gawking staff. "I've fully recovered on my first day in my stay."
One of the doctors then adjusts his [Magical Eyeglasses: X-Ray] to see Jericho's skeleton.
"... My God." He gawked out. "Not even a fracture..."
"Should we release him, doctor?" One of the staff members asked.
"Someone get Dr. Owen." The doctor at the center spoke out. "He has the authority to sign the release papers..."
The staff then walks out of the doors, taking Jericho with them.
"... Well that just happened." Captain Yami remarked.
"Wait..." Yuno realized. "WHERE'S LUCK!?"
"... About that." Finral murmured out. "He's still alive... for now, at least."
The youth goes pale from shock.
"Crazy bastard took a beating..." Captain Yami remarked grimly. "His entire skeleton had to be mended, had to get his left kidney and liver replaced, and worst of all, the docs said that he ain't gonna wake up for a long time, so they have to put him in on life support until further notice."
The Captain then sits down on one of the stools next to Yuno's cot.
"To make matters worse, Luck doesn't have any living relatives outside, so we can't afford to discharge him, and don't even get me started on what happened when the others heard about what happened."
"Now that you mention it..." Finral stated. "... How did it go?"
"Okay, Finral." Captain Yami stated. "Maybe next time, don't spend your nights out away from the base."
"Yes sir..." Finral glumly stated.
"So what happened?" Yuno asked.
"Vanessa threw out her whole stash of booze after 12 hours of hearing the news."
The two Black Bulls Knights are loss for words.
"Vanessa? Going sober?" Finral pointed out the complete-180. "Holy shit..."
"And that's only mentioning Vanessa." The Captain continued. "Magna goes missing for two days before returning caked with dirt and his own blood from head to toe, Charmy starved herself for a whole day, Gordon started crying everywhere, with me finally hearing what he's saying, Grey is currently nowhere to be found for the past week, and the only one that hasn't changed was Gauche, who's still stuck in his own little world where only he and his baby sister exist."
"... I can't take it anymore." Finral then runs out of the room, barely holding on.
Yuno gazes towards the window in complete horror upon hearing the Black Bull's reaction to his failure.
"Oh God..." He whimpered out.
Tears then fell onto the once-spotless sheets.
"I'm a failure..."
Next to him, Captain Yami sighs out in frustration as he stands up.
"Says the kid who declared to be the next Wizard King..."
Yuno then snaps out of it upon hearing those words.
On why he joined the Magic Knights in the first place.
"Look kid." Captain Yami continued. "I once had a kid like you join the Magic Knights twenty years at the same time around me." He stated. "He was a good kid. Strong, just, altruistic, knew how to hold his drink..."
The Captain then turns his head back towards Yuno.
"... What happened to him?" Yuno asked, only to realize that he's asking a stupid question.
"Your face says it all." The Captain replied. "Remember kid..."
He then walks away from his cot.
"... You and the others signed up for this crap, so think about that before you call it quits."
The sound of the doors closing echo throughout the room.
Yuno now rethinks about his whole plight.
"That's right." He mumbled out. "I knew this would happen..."
The real plight here was that he's now used to seeing death so soon.
"... No."
He then slaps his face with both of his hands as hard as he could.
"... I'm letting this stop me." He swallowed his own bile back down along with his guilt.
The doors open again, revealing Corrin, who's also bandaged up in the face and the gap between her prosthetic and severed upper arm.
"Yo." She spoke out. "How you holding up?"
"Just fine." He stated. "What about you?"
She then flexes her metal arm. "Better then you, obviously."
"Bit of an ass as always..." He jabbed back.
"Dick." She replied with a grin. "Anywho, I better get going before she show-"
"DARLING!"
From the ceiling, a pink-haired pigtailed girl wearing the Blue Rose Knights robes drops onto Corrin, clinging to her like a squirrel to a nut.
"NOIRE!" Corrin screeched out. "WHAT THE HELL!?"
"I missed you so much~!" She squealed out. "To think, you were this hurt on your first mission!" She gasped out in horror. "How tragic! I must not let you leave from my sights!"
"Yeah, I've got my mom for that." Corrin snarked. "And besides, I just got released yesterday, and at this point, you going to REBREAK MY RIBS!"
Noire backs away upon her "darling's" demand.
"Forgive me..." She apologized. "... I got a little ahead of myself."
"Like for the 843rd time..." Corrin muttered to herself.
"You're Noire?" Yuno spoke out. "I think Juniper mentioned you in her letters."
The pink-haired girl then glares at Yuno.
"Just who the hell do you think you are, hogging my darling like that!?" She hissed out like a cat.
Corrin then chops down on top of Noire's head with her metal hand.
"Bad kitty." She chided.
"Yes ma'am..." She then walks out of the doors, crossing Juniper along the way.
"Yuno!" She then ran towards him.
"Hey." Yuno called out. "Lost a teammate and a foot, how are you doing?"
"Don't you 'hey' me, mister." She heaved out in frustration and concern. "Just... just..."
She then breaks down crying.
"... I'm so sorry!" She cried out.
"... You don't need to apologize for my failures." Yuno replied. "So Corrin-"
"They left the day after we were all admitted here."
"Oh." He emoted.
"Can I get context to all that?" Juniper asked.
"Sorry. Classified." Corrin stated.
Yuno nods in agreement.
"... What the hell happened there?" She spoke out while dashing back out the doors.
The two were now left alone.
"So I take it that-"
From the doors, a male Golden Dawn Magic Knight with messy jade hair and a cold glare appears and head towards Corrin.
"... Alecdora, I thought we were both on a mutual restraining order." She stated.
"Slience, failure." He bit back as he pushed out of her way and towards Yuno. "... So a four-leaf returns from the dungeon missing a foot and a fellow failure."
Yuno flies into rage and flings himself towards Alecdora.
"Fool."
Yuno is then neck-lifted by a hand made of sand.
"How could a failure like you hope to even stand against me-"
Corrin then kicks his balls, toe-first, from behind.
The hand dissipates as both Yuno falls back to his cot and Alecdora is rendered immobile.
"Sorry about that." Corrin stated. "He's an asshole."
"I can see that." Yuno deadpanned.
"Well then..."
Her metal hand then grabs the gargling Magic Knight by his ankle, and drags him across the floor as she leaves to the doors.
"... See you at the Decoration Ceremony." Corrin stated. "Don't worry, one of the staff members are going to give a temporary release for the ceremony to receive your promotion."
The doors then shut.
Yuno then lays back down onto his cot, staring at the ceiling with reinvigorated resolve seared into his eyes.
"I'm not going to back down." He declared. "I won't stop."
Both of his hands tighten into fists.
"I won't let their deaths be in vain..."
He then shoots his right fist towards the ceiling.
"I WILL BECOME THE NEXT WIZARD KING!" He roared out.
The doors open again, revealing a staff member rolling in a wheelchair.
"Mr. Yuno?" The staffwoman spoke out.
"Here." He raised his hand.
The staff then walks towards him. Yuno then gets up from his cot, stumbles off of it, and climbs up towards the wheelchair.
The staff then walks down the hallway, guiding him towards this ceremony.
"Oh before I forget."
She then hands him his new Black Bulls robe, his grimoire, his [Mind's Eye] medallion, and the ragged headband of his late brother's.
"... Thanks." He stated while putting his robes and medallion back on over his bandaged torso and tying the headband around his wrist.
From the grimoire, the Sylph appears before him, perching on top of his head.
"Hey kiddo..." She spoke out in a glum tone. "... I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough to stop the Demon."
"Then that means we'll have to get stronger." He replied with gusto. "First thing that my wounds and bones heal up? We train."
The [Wind Spirit] then wipes the tears from her eyes. "Right!"
The wheelchair then stops right in front of a double door.
"So tell me..." The staffwoman asked.
The staffwoman then opens the doors as she herself transforms into a man in a regal-looking garbs, short reddish-brown hair, and a light-purple asterisk over his left brow.
And beyond the doors, all the Magic Knight Captains and several Magic Knights from other squads were standing in this great hall.
The man then walks towards the raised platform at the very center-end of the room as Yuno followed while on his wheelchair.
"Are you..." Yuno asked. "The Wizard King?"
The man smiles at him.
"Julius Novachrono, at your service!" He gleefully announced. "So tell me, young one."
He then spreads his arms across the various Magic Knight Squads gathered in these halls.
"Can you keep up with them?" He asked in a serious tone.
Yuno hardens his eyes as he called upon his resolve.
"YES!" He roared out. "I WILL NOT LET MY FAILURES STOP ME FROM BECOMING THE WIZARD KING!"
Julius smiles.
"Yami's got an eye for talent." Julius thought as he took stage.
"Now, for those of you all gathered here..." He started. "I thank you for coming to this ceremony to recognize our youth's promotions, but before we start, I'd like to mention that we've lost three of our fellow Knights during the Dungeon Exploration. Henceforth, to honor their memories, I'd like to posthumously promote them by five ranks."
[Noelle Silva]: Promoted to Intermediate Magic Knight, 5th Class
[Mimosa Vermilion]: Promoted to Intermediate Magic Knight, 5th Class
[Klaus Lunettes]: Promoted to Senior Magic Knight, 4th Class
"I thank them for their services, and as a Wizard King, it was an honor to be along side you." The Wizard King stated in a solemn tone.
Yuno can hear a few chortles of stifled laughter coming from the Silver Eagles.
His hands tighten on the armrests, almost breaking the wooden surface.
"Damn bastards..." He whispered out.
"Now then..." The Wizard King composed himself. "We shall begin our Decoration Ceremony."
The gathered Knight then order up in rank and file formations, with Yuno heading towards where Jericho's navy-colored mullet was seen at.
"Hey." Jericho spoke to Yuno. "... Hanging in there?"
"Almost over it." Yuno replied firmly.
"... I understand." He replied back. "Who's that on your head?"
Sylph gives Jericho a raspberry while sticking down her lower eyelid.
"Real mature." Yuno addressed towards the Sylph.
"Now first..." Julius stated. "The Crimson Lion Kings."
The Magic Knight Squad clad in red robes approach the Wizard King.
"With seven stars earned, Leopold Vermilion of the Crimson Lion Kings, I hereby promote you to Intermediate Magic Knight, 2nd Class." The Wizard King then hands him a medal signifying his promotion. "Your [Fire Magic] is unrivaled among your peers, and you do your family's name proud with your valor and courage in your duties. Just be sure to not burn yourself out too quickly, understood?"
"There's no rest for the wicked, Wizard King." Leopold responded. "So neither shall I." The promoted Crimson Lion then walks back to his squad.
"Vermilion brat is still hot-blooded as ever..." Yami commented. "... Not that's a bad thing, just a little overrated."
"Next are the Blue Rose Knights."
Three Magic Knights clad in bright blue head up to the stage.
Oddly enough, the sole male Magic Knight and a dark-skinned female Magic Knight were handcuffed to each other in bindings that are made of thorns, as shown by the numerous cuts and scrapes around their wrists.
"With repelling brigand mages from a caravan group that you were assigned to protect, and that and uncovering a human trafficking ring at the same time, earning both of you three stars, Juniper Hage and Cole Evans of the Blue Rose Knights, I hereby promote you to Junior Magic Knight, 2nd Class and Intermediate Magic Knight, 5th Class respectively."
"Hey, hold on!" Sol voiced out. "What about me!?"
"About that..." Julius replied in an apologetic tone. "Your promotion has been retracted due to your rather... unacceptable behavior around your peers."
"What's wrong with me pushing around filthy men like him!?" She pointed toward Cole.
"Exactly what it sounds like." Cole deadpanned.
Before the two can even start anything towards each other, Juniper casts [Cultivation-Bayleaf], and stifles both of their noses with said leaves, calming them down in an instant, causing the two of them to fall asleep.
"Forgive my peers, Wizard King." Juniper stated. "They've been like that for the past week."
"For their own good, I just hope that they can make up." Julius replied.
The auburn-haired Blue Rose then drags the two sedated troublemakers back to her group.
Yami was trying not to burst out laughing, and Charlotte was covering her face in embarrassment.
"Next are the Silver Eagles."
The Magic Knights in silver appear before the Wizard King.
"With six stars earned, Solid Silva of the Silver Eagles, I hereby promote you to Intermediate Magic Knight, 3rd Class. Your [Water Magic]'s flexibility never ceases to amaze me. Just be sure to apply that flexibility when it comes to your cooperative skills, alright?"
"I'll keep that in mind, sir." He responded with a slight smirk.
"With nine stars earned, Nebra Silva of the Silver Eagles, I hereby promote you to Senior Magic Knight, 5th Class. Your [Mist Magic] is quite intricate and elegant in terms of skill and execution. Just make sure that you don't get too caught up in your own display, got it?"
"I'll do my best to heed those words, Wizard King." Nebra responded with a smirk streaking across her lips.
"... Why are the Silver Eagles full of inbred pricks?" Yami mused. "Nozel's bad enough, but these two make him look cordial in comparison."
"Next up are the Golden Dawn."
The Magic Knights clad in gold approach the Wizard King.
"With seven stars earned, Hamon Caseus of the Golden Dawn, I hereby promote you to Intermediate Magic Knight, 2nd Class. Your [Glass Magic] is truly one of the kind, and your skill with it, will take you far. Keep up the good work."
"I thank you for your kind words." Hamon chuckled out cordially.
"With eight stars earned, Shiren Tium of the Golden Dawn, I hereby promote you to Intermediate Magic Knight, 1st Class. Your will and professionalism are sturdy as your [Stone Magic], but it would be wise to vocalize your thoughts more. Food for thought."
"I will take that into consideration." Shiren stated in a professional tone.
"With three stars earned and recovering an ancient magical artifact, which, unfortunately, is now a permanent part of your body, my condolences. Ahem, Corrin Index, I hereby promote you to Junior Magic Knight, 2nd Class. Your [Magnet Magic] is truly one of the kind, although your personality is far from, well, magnetic."
"Haven't heard of that one before." Corrin sarcastically replied.
"Oh, by the way, what happened to Alecdora?" Julius pointed towards the downed Golden Dawn Knight hung my Corrin's metal hand.
"He attacked wheely back over there and violated my retraining order put against him." She answered, being metaphorically true. "Had to stop him myself before the whole mess got even uglier."
From the Golden Dawn group, the Captain, William Vangence, nods in agreement.
"Very well." The Wizard King sighed out. "Much to my regret, I hereby decline Alecdora Sandler's promotion to Senior Magic Knight, 2nd Class."
Julius then uses his [Time Magic] to rust his promotion medal to a pile of grainy dust.
"Geez, and they say that my squad are a bunch of misfits..." Yami commented. "Then again, it's William we're talking about."
"For once, we agree, foreigner." Nozel replied, much to his chagrin.
"Next up, the Green Mantises."
The Magic Knights clad in green head towards the Wizard King.
"With two stars earned, and assisting the elderly in volunteer work, Sekke Bronzazza, I hereby promote you to Junior Magic Knight, 4th Class. Your [Bronze Magic] is simple, yet effective, but your lack of heart and guts seems to be holding you back somehow. Just buckle up on your stay here, kay?"
The Magic Knight with slicked-back dirty-blond hair practically fainted on his feet. Julius just simply places the medal on top of his frozen head.
"With four stars earned, En Ringard, I hereby promote you to Intermediate Magic Knight, 3rd Class. Your [Fungus Magic] is not to be trifled with with. Just make sure that you don't end up in an early grave, okay? You honestly look like you're gonna topple over any second."
"I'll be fine, sir..." En responded in a weak and hoarse voice.
"I'M STRONGER THEN I LOOK, SIR!" A talking mushroom bursts out from En's left shoulder loudly declares. "I CAN'T AFFORD TO LOSE RIGHT NOW, SO I'LL DO MY DARN BESTEST!"
Yami then hears Jack cackling from the back.
"... Huh, just realized that this whole place is full of weirdos." The Captain shrugged. "Guess my squad ain't the only one that are full of oddballs."
"Next are the Black Bulls."
"... You want me to help you up there?" Jericho asked Yuno.
"I'll be fine on my own."
Yuno then rolls his own wheelchair towards the Wizard King, with Jericho and Finral behind him.
Yuno looks behind him, not counting his fellow Black Bulls and Corrin, everyone else were glaring at the chairbound youth with glares with varying degrees of spite and disdain.
"Way to go, asshole..." Yuno thought. "Of course this happens when three Nobles were KIA and a no-name peasant is the only one left alive..."
"Hang in there, Yuno." Jericho spoke out.
"With earning five stars total and securing the [Wind Spirit: Sylph]..."
The fairy-like being then appears from Yuno's grimoire and perches on top of his head, much to the awe of the audience.
"Congrats kid..." Yami thought. "... Guess you really aren't just all talk after all."
"... Finral Roulacase, Jericho Platinia, and Yuno, I hereby promote all of you to Junior Magic Knights, 1st Class."
The Wizard King then hands the three of them their promotion medals.
"Finral, after all these years, you finally pulled through with your [Spatial Magic], and all I can say, better late then never. Jericho, your [Platinum Magic] along with your undying will carried the whole dungeon exploration team, on which I can't be more proud of. And as for you, Yuno..."
The Wizard King then approaches closer to the four-leaf.
"... I'm glad that you're stronger then this." He smiled. "Keep up with your peers before you reach out for me, alright?"
"... YES SIR!"
Yuno, Jericho, and Finral do the Magic Knight's salute.
"The Golden Dawn are currently at lead with 79 stars, and the Black Bulls has finally picked up their slack after many years of unsatisfactory performance." Julius stated. "I suggest everyone to keep up the good work, and there's a reception set down below, so you all can go and enjoy yourselves." The Wizard King stated. "Now if you excuse me, I must attend to more pressing matters. Yuno, Corrin, Finral, and Jericho, I need the four of you to come to my study."
The groups within the room then disperse out of the room, leaving no one but the following four and Yami.
"... By the way, where are the other Black Bulls?" Yuno asked the Captain. "I haven't see them around in the Decoration Ceremony."
"They're all out on missions after their meltdowns." Yami responds. "Well, everyone but Gauche, but his mission starts next week, so until then, he's spilling his own blood on the base floor."
"I recommend daily transfusions, Captain, lest he dies from bloodloss." Jericho pointed out.
"Well, it's gonna come out of his own pocket, so you tell him." Captain Yami then walks past Yuno and Jericho. "By the way, don't you two have places to be?"
The two then head out the doors.
"If you're gonna look for me, I'll be at the shitter." Captain Yami remarked.
The Decoration room goes empty as the four survivors all head toward Julius's study.
"Took you long enough." Corrin remarked.
"By the way, where did... Alecdora go?" Jericho asked.
"Dumped 'smart-Alac' to Tium." She smiled smugly. "... What? He's the only one in the whole damn squad aside from the Captain that can tolerate him."
"Yeah, I'm not gonna get involved with that guy..." Finral remarked. "Or the Golden Dawn in general..."
"Oi, I'm over here, jagoff." Corrin flipped the bird to the dandy. "Oh, and you baby brother's the biggest asshole of the whole damn squad."
"How did you know?" Finral asked. "And how so?"
"Facial recognition and the fact that he wouldn't shut up about you how much of a pathetic-yeah, I'm not playing parrot." Corrin spat out.
"So he hasn't changed a bit..." Finral bit out in a disappointed tone.
"... Except for his friendly-fire count." Corrin remarked. "... Your ex-parents are either insanely-influential, or they got the whole institution in their damn pocket. And that was all what I've seen of that guy during my first few weeks here."
"... Sorry you had to see all that." Finral apologized.
"It ain't your fault, buddy." Corrin replied. "Blame your damn family. It's their fault that they're screwed up in the head."
A projection of Marx, the Wizard King's secretary, appears right in the middle of the group.
[If you're all done socializing, then I may inform you all that you've been allowed in since five minutes ago!?]
"... Holy shit. Really?" Corrin voiced out.
"Just shut up and let me open the door." Yuno then wheels himself to the doors and opens them.
He then tries to roll over the door bump, but due to his injured torso, he cannot muster enough physical strength to do so, lest he wants to reopen all of his chest wounds.
Jericho sighs as he tips Yuno's wheelchair over the bump.
"Can't be a Wizard King if you die along the way there." Jericho stated.
All Yuno can do is to let out a grumble.
The four of them enter the Wizard King's study and stand before the man himself in his desk.
He then stands up and leans over to Marx, whispering something into his ear.
Upon acknowledgement, the secretary walks out the study doors, closing it behind him.
"Now then..." Julius then pauses before he continues speaking. He then walks to the windows, looks for something outside of it, and shuts the blinds.
Then Marx's face projects right in front of the Wizard King.
[We're in the clear sir.] The projection stated. [Feel free to start.]
"Got it. Continue to keep watch and make sure no one hears of this." The Wizard King then goes to his drawer in his desk and takes out a [Mana Lamp].
He then places his hand on top of it, and the lamp begins to brighten.
"... Okay, now we can start." The Wizard King then sits back down on his desk.
"So, what are we here for, Wizard King?" Finral asked.
"... Before I answer that, I must warn you four." Julius stated. "What I am about to tell you are national-level secrets. If you think you can't handle it, then I'll give you the next minute to let you decide whether you want to leave or stay. Leave, and Marx will erase of your memories relating to the secret that I'm about to bestow upon you all. Stay, and this whole thing, I pray that you all take it all the way to your graves."
The four then look at each other in doubt.
"There's no shame in leaving." Julius pointed out. "None of us will hold it against you."
Ten seconds.
Yuno is the only one that is disinterested in leaving.
Twenty seconds.
Jericho had already resolved himself to pursue the truth, consequences be damned.
Thirty seconds.
Corrin already knew that she was knee-deep in this crap, and as much as she wants to leave, deep down, she knows that she can't.
Forty seconds.
Finral's then begin to shake.
Fifty seconds.
He wants to leave.
5.
He reallty wants to leave.
4.
But this time, he can't feel fear.
3.
He feels responsible.
2.
He knows hat he was dragged into this mess in the first place.
1.
... But it would be rather uncool for him if he just left everyone hanging dry.
"... So be it."
A dome of magic surrounds the five.
"[Time Creation Magic: Monadikótita]." Julius declared as he set the magic dome. "Now time outside will resume where we left off, with time here being relative."
"... So, time outside is essentially frozen, except for this whole space within this bubble." Corrin stated.
"Seems to be the case." Jericho confirmed by sticking out his notebook through the bubble's veil, freezing in place, midair.
"Alright, enough of the magic fair." Julius cut in. "Let's talk shop."
The Wizard King then faces towards Yuno.
"Yuno, is it okay for you to share... that?" Julius pointed toward Yuno's [Mind's Eye].
The youth nods in agreement as he takes off his medallion.
"Before we start, I'd like to apologize for looking through your things while you were unconscious, but we were short on time, so compromises had to be made."
Yuno shakes his head.
"No, you had the right to know after, well... everything." Yuno sheepishly stated.
"... Hmm, glad that we can get cross that bridge quickly." Julius then cleared his throat before getting to the point. "Speaking of which, you mind showing us what's in there?"
Yuno then clicks the green gem on the medallion, projecting the whole dungeon exploration from Yuno's perspective.
"You had that hidden with you this whole time?" Corrin remarked.
"So much for a good luck charm..." Finral stated off-side.
"Sorry for keeping this hidden from you all." Yuno apologized. "I... I couldn't tell you my plans until now."
"To be fair, we all assumed that this mission was going to be a normal one, so we were already in for a surprise to begin with." Jericho commented.
"And that's why I'm keeping this confidential, even from the Clover Kingdom's King himself." Julius stated.
"Because if he knew, then he would've either called you crazy, or use that information to come up with a scheme that would inflate his already-overbloated ego." Both Corrin and Jericho stated at the same time, word for word, without missing a beat.
"... Actually, you two are not that far off." The Wizard King remarked.
"Believe me, did you know that attending his so-called 'gatherings' kinda made me despise court life in general?" Corrin stated. "Now you all know why I'm such an ass around everyone, especially to the people in my social class."
"And I for one, along with the rest of my family, am greatly ashamed to be directly related to that idiotic manchild of a King." Jericho coldly bit out.
"By the way, your parents and your adopted brother Taro are doing well." Julius stated. "Just to get that out of the way."
Jericho sighs in relief.
"Anywho, the fact of the matter is that Demons, are indeed real, and from what is shown here, they're just as bad as the one from long ago."
"... You mean the same Demon King itself from 500 years ago!?" Corrin cried out. "We, out of all people fought, lost, and spared out of pity was the same schmuck!?"
"... Not exactly." The Wizard King then pulls out a small, dark-blue gemstone from his pocket.
The gem then projects an image of a battlefield, full of panicking soldiers from the Diamond Kingdom running about, as if they were running away from something.
"Roughly six months ago, the entirety of the Diamond Kingdom's Royal Army were completely routed by one person."
The Wizard King then pauses the projection on the part where the person's perspective was being lifted up from the neck by a pale-skinned, white-haired boy with black lizard scales running from his neck base to the fringes of his cheekbones, a pair of snake-like topaz eyes, a pair of pointed canine teeth sticking our from his cracked lips, and a ragged cloak to give him a rather somber and fallen look to the mysterious boy.
"This is what Marx recorded from Lotus's memories." Julius stated. "And the boy you see here is Yama, the Judge of Death, and above all else, a Demon."
The four hearing all this freeze in horror.
"... Oh fucking brilliant, there two of them." Finral wets his pants.
"Wait." Corrin stated. "If he was the one who completely routed an entire Kingdom's worth of military prowess, then why didn't the Clover Kingdom, or hell, any other Kingdoms knew about this crap!?"
"Two words." Jericho stated. "Closed borders."
"... Goddammit." Corrin mumbled. "Information congestion finally bites our Kingdom in the ass."
"Made even worse on how Yama executed it all." Julius then replays the image.
The projection shows all of the Diamond Kingdom's Royal Army's magical bombardments being redirected back towards their lines, and during the ensuing chaos, random soldiers then began to crumble into dust upon being hit by the Demon's ray of blackish-green light, right before he puts Lotus (the one in 1st-person) in a neck lift.
"... Holy shit." Finral spoke out. "Just how powerful are these Demons?"
"Too powerful, I'm afraid." Julius then fast-forwards the image for a few frames before resuming.
The four then see Lotus and what is presumed to be his family running out of an underground hatch as the Diamond Kingdom Capital behind them is then reduced to a flat in an instant flash of blackish-green light.
"Daddy, what happened to our home?" A little girl's voice asked out.
"... Just keep running, Daisy." Lotus stated.
"But what about the rest of the-"
"I SAID KEEP RUNNING!" Lotus yelled out tearfully. "... The Diamond Kingdom. Our home..."
Sounds of sniffling was heard from Lotus as reality began to dawn upon his children.
"... It's dead."
The projection ceases.
Corrin was on her knees from seeing the sheer might of Yama's powers, Finral was cowering at the visage, and even Jericho was trembling on his feet.
Yuno?
... The fire of hate and vengeance begins to burn brighter and hotter.
"They're going to fucking pay..." Yuno murmured out.
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"... I'll give you another minute for the four of you to choose whether you wish to get out." Julius stated.
Yuno stays.
Jericho adopts an expression of doubt, but chooses to stay, knowing the risks involved.
"This isn't just about the Clover Kingdom's reputation anymore..." He thought. "At this rate, there will be nothing left of this world if the Demons run amok."
Finral, despite all of his self telling him to get out while he still can, refuses.
"Goddammit!" Finral cursed. "You're supposed to be the senior here! If I just up and left my fellow Junior Knights to hang dry on their own, then it would really look uncool!"
The dandy swallows his fear in place of his pride, for this once-unremarkable Magic Knight has now the opportunity to better himself as a person and as a Magic Knight through this crisis.
Reluctantly, Finral stays.
Out of all people, Corrin was the most shaken by this revelation.
For one, she was apathetic to this whole mess. She was on her first mission as a Magic Knight, only for it to go horribly wrong, and now she's dragged into this mess.
Just like how she was dragged into the Golden Dawn Magic Knights, all because of her family's reputation as talented mages.
Now? This was her way out. Not only out of Golden Dawn, but away from her noble title and obligations.
But then she then looks at her metal arm on her right stump.
"Do I even have a choice anymore?" She breathed out bitterly. "First the Golden Dawn, then the fucking mission going South, and now this bullshit..."
"You can leave if you want to." Julius stated. "No one's judging you-"
"BULLSHIT!" She cried out. "YOU'RE ALL THINKING THAT CRAP, AREN'T YOU!?"
The other three then look at Corrin, who's unflappable and delinquent-like facade has now been shattered, revealing a touchy, emotionally volatile, and traumatized girl.
"IT'S ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS!" She yelled out. "ALL BECAUSE I'M A NOBLE, I HAD TO LIVE UP TO THE OTHER'S EXPECTATIONS BECAUSE OF FAMILY MATTERS, AND MY ENLISTMENT TO THE GOLDEN DAWN WASN'T EVEN MY CHOICE! HELL! I DIDN'T WANT TO BE A MAGIC KNIGHT IN THE FIRST PLACE! ESPECIALLY IF IT MEANS THAT I HAVE TO DEAL WITH MORE CRAP LIKE THAT!"
Yuno was shocked at her declaration against her position as a Magic Knight.
"Then tell me Corrin." Julius asked the chestnut-haired girl. "Just what are your other aspirations?"
"I WANTED TO BE A TOPOGRAPHER!" She yelled out. "BUT HERE I AM! I SAW THREE PEOPLE GET SLAUGHTERED RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, I LOST AN ARM, AND NOW I'M ROPED INTO SOME 'SAVE THE WORLD' CRAP, AND FOR WHAT!?"
"... Corrin." Julius spoke out. "Do you say that because you hate violence?"
With a sniff, Corrin nods.
"... You think that I like seeing people get slaughtered like sheep?" She whimpered out. "Just thinking about makes me want to hurl..."
"But..." Finral tries to point out that her performance in the dungeon being relatively satisfactory, but knows the situation in hand requires more sensitive touch-
"Your aggressive facade was just your way of lashing out, correct?" Jericho pointed out.
... Or just go in blunt against the poor girl.
"Heh." She snorted out. "... Nothing ever gets past you, doesn't it?"
He nods.
"Then you should know." She continued. "Look, I'm just saying that I never wanted to be here in the first place, and before any of you asses start saying that 'I'm wasting my potential' bullcrap, then I've got one thing to say of this crap."
Corrin then rips her Golden Dawn Robe off of her and throws it onto the ground.
"I quit." She stated. "I'm not getting roped into this crap anymore!"
"... Very well." Julius then deactivates his [Monadikótita] spell, causing time to resume once more.
Corrin then walks out the door as Marx extracts her memories regarding the Demons, only leaving vague memories of her first mission as a Magic Knight being a complete disaster.
It did not deter her soured feelings of her situation.
"Jericho, can you hand Corrin this?"
He then gives him a card labeled "The Explorer's Guild".
"Hand that to Corrin before she walks out the door completely."
Jericho then walks down the hallways reaching the ex-Magic Knight.
"Here." He then hands Corrin the card.
"... Thanks." She grimly stated.
She then looks warily out the window, to find a large cloud of black smoke choking the once-blue sky.
"Jericho..." Corrin tapped Jericho's back.
"What is it?" He replied.
She then rushes towards the window adjacent to her and swings the hinges open with all her might.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?" She yelled out.
From the windows, a visage straight out of hell was made form.
The skies were choked with smoke rising from the burning buildings below, the air itself was suffocating with fumes and screams of terror alike, and shambling in the streets of the Capital City were people running about, and the walking dead devouring said people.
And just passing by the two was a messenger running past them.
"I think that the rest will know soon enough." Jericho stated.
"Well then what are we waiting for!?" Corrin cried out. "We have to help them-"
She then looks down on her lack of a Magic Knight Robe on her.
Corrin then runs into a moral crossroad.
Leave and let the people die, or stay and immediately contradict herself?
"... I'll tell them the rest." Jericho then runs past the stiff Corrin and back to the Wizard King's study.
Clover Kingdom Capital Quatre Outskirts, Noble Realm, Clover Kingdom (Afternoon)
Beyond the badlands of the Clover Kingdom's Capital City's walls, four cloaked figures were standing outside as the anarchy pollutes this once-pristine city.
Around them were numerous portals that were spawning the undead beyond their graves, slowly sprawling their way towards the screaming city, with all forms of resistance being mauled to death by the undead horde.
"Oh! Don't forget to take your medicine!"
Sally then summons her [Sticky Salamander], injects it with a syringe of black liquid, which then turns the slime familiar from a pinkish-purple hue, to a charcoal-black and sludge-like substance.
The [Sticky Salamander] then spouts out a bombardment of its own, polluted substance onto the summoned undead horde.
One of the undead then dashes towards Rades, with the thrall biting him in his arm.
"Oww!" Rades cried out as he kicked it away.
"Oh don't be such a baby, Rades." Sally assured her necromancer compatriot. "My [Nu Gene] makes sure that none of us will be infected by the [Omega Parasites] that my [Sticky Salamander] has distributed post-injection."
"WELL IT STILL HURTS LIKE HELL!" Rades shouted back.
"Eh, it's not so bad." Crowley remarked. "It's kinda like bitten by a dog."
"FUCK OFF! I HATE DOGS!" Rades flipped a bird towards the Unfortunate.
"If you have time to complain, then use that time to help me maintain the gates to graveyards in parallel realities, which, by the way, I need your help if you want your undead army up in specs, then I suggest you do said thing before my portals start huffing blanks!" Valtos remarked.
"Fine..." He sighed out as he then activated his [Soul Corpse Magic] with Valtos's [Spatial Magic]. "So does it go again-oh right!"
Both Rades and Valtos put their hands on the ground as multiple portals appears, drawing out more shambling undead from parallel worlds and alternate timelines.
"[Soul Corpse & Spatial Compound Magic: House of the Dead]!"
More hordes were summoned from the spell, all of them being infected by Sally's [Omega Parasites] that her [Sticky Salamander] were distributing among the horde besieging the Capital.
"Well everything's going smoothly..." Crowley stated as he handed out [Mana Potions] to the other three mages. "Here. Don't run dry now, ya hear?
"Aw shuddup." Rades remarked as he downed the blue vial. The necromancer then gags out the vial. "Ugh! What the hell is this made of!?"
"Dandelions, Moguro leaves, purified Mimishroom spores, and a bit of Gauno." Crowley explained.
"He means bat shit." Sally cheerfully pointed out.
Rades then begins sputtering and screaming out of disgust.
"NO WONDER WHY IT TASTES LIKE IT CAME OUT OF YOUR ASS!" Rades cried out. "Ugh, anyway, there are roughly 100,000 of my thralls heading their marry way towards the Capital, and at around this time, I think the guards by the walls should've been infected and turned into my thralls-"
A massive blast of flame shoots out towards the sky.
Rades then sees several of his thralls go flying.
".. You were saying?" Valtos remarked.
With a grumble, Rades then invokes the [House of the Dead], along with his "specialists".
A bandaged figure in a pristine and white clerical attire, a lean male figure covered head to toe in bandages with flowing azure robes and draped with thin silver chains, and a female-like figure in a witch's attire, but its arms being literal broom heads, and legs obscured within a giant black cauldron, appear out of the portal behind the necromancer.
"[#1 Carl], [#8 Heath], and [#13 Catherine]..." Rades hissed out. "... Time to get to work."
The three special thralls then move out towards the besieged Capital City.
"Ohh, think I see somethin'." Sally grinned.
From a distance, several flying mages can be seen from a distance, heading towards where they are at.
"... What do you mean somethin'?" Rades remarked. "All I see are more would-be thralls."
"Eh, I'll gift them to ya." Sally then opens her grimoire. "[Gel Creation Magic: Boa Ballista]."
A slimy construct that is reminiscent of a snake-like crossbow appears before her.
"... And fire!"
Several globs of translucent black gel hurls towards the mages in the air.
All of them hit their marks, and mages plummet to their deaths with all of them landing on their heads.
"Bulls-eye." She pumped her fist. "All yours, Rades!"
The necromancer smiles upon seeing the dead mages now reanimated from the [Omega Parasite]-laced gel.
"Alright my new pretties!" Rades cheerfully stated. "Time to start your new lives as my thralls!"
The reanimated mages then enter through Valtos's gate, to be used for later purposes.
"Ahahahaha!" Rades cackled out triumphantly. "Now no one will ever stop us-"
Crowley then places his index onto the necromancer's lips.
"Don't jinx it buddy." The Unfortunate pointed out. "Save the gloating after the whole Capital is burned to the ground."
"Oh? And how will you do that, I wonder?"
Right in the middle the four Midnight Sun mages was the Wizard King himself.
"OH SHITBISCUIT!" Rades exclaimed. "IT'S THE WIZARD KING-"
"Yo!" Julius greeted with an eerily-bright smile. "How you're all doing today?"
An array of magic orbs appear around the Wizard King.
"Now would you kindly all leave, for the good of the kingdom?"
The orbs fire, surrounding him in a ring of kicked up dust and dirt.
"Hmm?" The Wizard King exclaimed. "... How did I miss all of them?"
When the dust settles, the mages are left unharmed, albeit surround by the craters left behind by the Wizard King's attack.
And from the slowly-dissipating clouds of dust appeared the haggard-looking mage of the Eye of the Midnight Sun.
"Holy shit..." Rades wheezed out. "We almost died back there..."
"I'll hold him off." Crowley stated. "You three get back to raising hell."
The three get the hell out and resume raising shit all over the Capital.
"Hmm." Julius stated. "You seem to be an... odd case."
A bird poops on top of the mage's head.
"Geez, haven't heard that one before." Crowley remarked. "So are we going to fight or-"
"[Time Binding Magic: Chronostasis]."
The mage is then encased in a orb of [Time Magic], unable to move.
"Now regarding them..." Julius remarked.
But before he can do anything, the [Chronostasis] orb surrounding Crowley begins to crack.
The Wizard King hears of this, and turns to see such thing happen.
"... Oh dear."
The [Chronostasis] has been broken, and the Unfortunate is released form his seal.
"[Fate Magic: Rewrite]..." The mage breathed out.
"So [Fate Magic]..." Julius remarked. "... Quite an interesting magic you got there."
"Oi, my eyes are up here." The mage spat out. "So you must be the current Wizard King, Julius Novachrono, former Captain of the Gray Deer now known as Aqua Deer, and the user of the broken-ass [Time Magic]."
"Oh, already knew that I was famous, but to that detail?" Julius commented.
"Trust me." The Unfortunate stated. "I happened to know you personally, Mr. Novachrono."
"And when did we meet?" The Wizard King asked.
The haggard mage then opens his grimoire and brandishes his former crutch as a cudgel.
"Does the name Crowley Asher ring a bell, Julius Novachrono?"
"... You mean that Asher?" Julius's eyes widened. "The same Asher that happened to be descendants of Clover Kingdom's very first Magic Knight Captain, Aleister Asher, the Fortunate Sun?"
"The very same linage that I've inadvertently cursed into oblivion." Crowley claimed. "The very same cause of the day where I received my grimoire, and the Asher lineage met their grisly end."
"... So that explains the four-leaf grimoire that's also a one-pager." Julius commented.
Crowley then begins to cackle.
"You have no goddamned idea how I felt that day..." Crowley went on. "It was like if the whole world was laughing at my misfortune..."
The haggard mage then begins to claw and rake all over his own face, drawing blood with each rip and tear.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW I FELT WHEN MY PARENTS AND PEERS ALIKE LAUGHED AT ME FOR ME HAVING A ONE-PAGE FOUR-LEAF GRIMOIRE!?" He went on. "I FELT LIKE THE FACADE OF KINDNESS THAT WERE ONCE MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY WAS RIPPED OFF, REVEALING THEIR TRUE TWISTED NATURES AS THEY MOCKED AND SPAT ON ME! I GOT SO MAD THAT I USED MY NEWFOUND [Fate Magic] TO RAZE THE ENTIRE GRIMOIRE TOWER TO THE GROUND, KILLING EVERY LAST OF THOSE YUTZES THAT DARED TO MOCK MY MISFORTUNE! DEEP DOWN, I KNEW THAT I WAS IN THE WRONG WHEN I DID THAT, BUT THEY WERE NO BETTER! JUST WHAT KIND OF INGRATE DOES THAT TO PEOPLE!? IT WAS THEIR FAULT THAT MY HAND WAS FORCED! THEY WERE GOING TO KILL ME BECAUSE I WAS CONSIDERED WEAK AMONG THE OTHER NOBLES! MY SO-CALLED FRIENDS AND FAMILY TRIED TO MURDER ME BECAUSE OF THIS FUCKING FOUR-LEAF ONE-PAGER!"
"... Is that all you have to say about yourself?" Julius stated in an unamused tone. "It's not that I'm disappointed in you, but at the same time, I kind of am."
"... I sorted of figured that would be the case." Crowley stated. "And before you go on about that I should've had thicker skin; here's my defense."
The Unfortunate then stumbles towards the Wizard King.
"Not all of us make it to the end, and those who still wish to go on despite that only find solace in the depths of the darkness that the light casts upon." Crowley stated. "So yes, I could've stopped, but take a look at the word, 'could've'."
Julius then tries to activate his [Time Magic], but for some odd reason, they keep hitting anything but Crowley.
"I refuse to let anyone roll the dice." Crowley declared. "Not you, not my so-called peers, and especially, not me. No more taking chances, no more waiting, and certainly, no more hesitation!"
The haggard mage then opens his grimoire.
"Oh, and P.S., the reason why you aren't able to touch me with your [Time Magic] is that my [Fate Magic]'s little feature called a 'karma debt'." He stated. "I usually have to pay the equal karma every time I use my magic, but I can also pay for that by simply rolling the old karma debt over with new ones." Crowley explained. "In other words, as long as I keep using my magic to control your magic's outcome repeatedly, then my karma debt won't catch up to me right before I bury you."
"And pray tell, how will you even manage?" Julius retorted. "You're strong, but you seem to lack a righteous heart."
"1,000 yuls state that you got that from Fuegoleon, didn't ya?" Crowley pointed out.
"He has a point." Julius comment.
"Then save that for someone who actually needs it, Julius." Crowley bit back while redirecting another [Chronostasis] away from him with his [Rewrite]. "Can't have a righteous heart when the heart itself has rotted away, now can it?"
"Only because you let it." Julius retorted.
"WELL IT'S TOO LATE FOR ME!" Crowley cried out. "I'M BORN WEAK, AND I BECAME STRONG AFTER I'VE ABANDONED MY SENSE OF GOODNESS! THE PEOPLE OF CLOVER KINGDOM ARE EVIL!"
"Not everyone." He stated. "And judging by the look on your face, you're also aware of that, correct?"
"I can't take my chances with them anymore..." Crowley mumbled out while the earth around him was rotting beneath his feet. "You say that they good, which I agree with, but I have yet to see it proven right, Julius."
The air around the two begins to grow thick and heavy from the their clashing mana.
"NO MORE WAITING!" Crowley declared. "FROM NOW ON, THERE'S NO FATE BUT THE ONES THAT I WRITE FOR MYSELF!"
"SO COME JULIUS! COME AND STRIKE ME DOWN, SO THAT YOU MAY CONVINCE ME THAT THE PEOPLE OF THIS KINGDOM ARE GOOD AS YOU CLAIM!"
The Wizard King's [Time Magic] and the Unfortunate's [Fate Magic] begins to clash against each other mercilessly.
The very earth under their feet began to rot and enrich repeatedly. Lost fauna was being regrown and going extinct over and over again.
The very space-time continuum around them begins to distort as one mage controls the flow of time, while the other is rewriting reality itself, warping it to his favor.
Within the walls, citizens and Magic Knights alike were being slaughtered like flocks of sheep to a pack of wolves as they were trying to assess the situation at hand while trying not to get themselves killed or infected.
Regardless, it was clear that this was the battle that would decide the fate of the Clover Kingdom.
And that is only the first of many battles ahead...
To Be Continued...
Author's Notes: Thought I'd tried something new with the canon's Clover Kingdom Capital Invasion Arc.
So the four remaining members of the Eye of the Midnight Sun were smart enough to plan out their attack, use the corpses of their former allies to bolster Rades's undead arsenal, and Sally finally using her scientific pedigree to cook up a virus that turns regular zombies into plague zombies, which by the way, is more practical (and effective) then whatever crap that she brought out in the canon.
Oh and can't forget to mention, the four are immunized from said virus, because after all, you can't make a poison without making a cure.
Also, Corrin is willing to call quits, at the worst timing imaginable.
Still, the Clover Capital is going to get fucked hard.
So what do you guys think of this chapter?
Leave a comment or a review, for I'd like to know what my audience are thinking.
Addendum (26 March, 2020): Just realized that Golden Dawn are a recent thing. So instead Ashers being the first Golden Dawn, they were the first Magic Knights of Clover Kingdom.