Magic Knights Entrance Exam

"Finral! You have to do better then that if you want to make a Squad tomorrow!"

"I'm trying, Father."

"You're obviously not trying hard enough or you would have had several new pages to your grimoire by now!"

"I'm sorry... I don't know what I'm doing wrong," Finral said opening another portal with his grimoire.

"I already know what you're doing wrong. You still haven't gotten rid of that 'don't hurt or get hurt' attitude! You're fifteen and tomorrow you're taking the Magic Knights Entrance Exam! You need to grow up and act like it!"

"I-I'm..."

"Just stop. I don't want to hear your apologies anymore tonight. Get to bed. You're never going to get a new spell by tomorrow at this rate anyways."

"Yes, Father," he said turning his gaze to the ground. He opened a portal to his room and walked through it. Sitting on the bed, he pulled his knees to his chest. He wrapped his arms around his legs and buried his face in his knees. "What's so wrong with not wanting to hurt anyone?" He asked as tears began to roll down his cheeks.

"Alright Finral. Go get registered. Langris, and I will be in the stadium."

"Why did I have to come, again?" Langris asked. "Mother got to stay home. And I've got studying to do."

"What's so wrong with spending the day with your big brother, Langris?"

"I can think of about a million other better things to spend my day doing, Ni-san."

"That's mean, Langris."

"Mmm," Langris shrugged.

"Think of this as a study session, Langris. This is the only chance you'll have to see what the Magic Knights Entrance Exams are like, before your's next year," Ledior said. "Hurry up and get in line, Finral."

"Alright," Finral said and ran to the line for registering.

"Name?" The man at the registration desk asked when it was finally Finral's turn (Finral... Final... Hmmmm Interesting how adding or taking away just one letter can change the meaning and pronunciation of a word... Or in this case... change it from a normal word to a name...)

"Finral Vaude from Tota."

The people behind him began to whisper at the mention of his surname.

Great... I should have used Roulacase... At least Mother's family isn't as well known as the Vaudes are...

"Grimoire."

Finral held up his grimoire.

"Alright, you're number one-hundred-ninety-seven."

"You're late, Foreigner," Nozel said to Yami, who just walked in carrying his broom.

"Well excuse me for having to fly all the way here from the hideout. Unlike some of you, I don't have the luxury of living five minutes away."

(That moment when you realize Rill is younger then Finral, thus is not a Magic Knights Captain yet... Let alone a Magic Knight... 😅😂 (or rather, remember, anyways). Also I'm just going to assume apart from Rill and Kaiser all the captains where captains at this time (six years before Asta and Noelle joined))

"Ke ke. Don't be an idiot, Yami. None of us live five minutes away, and we still made it on time. Knowing you, you probably took to long taking a dump this morning."

"Shut up, Beanpole!"

"Who are you calling Beanpole?! Do you want me to slice you to pieces?!"

"Just try it!"

"That's quite enough, you two," Fuegoleon said.

"Men are such idiots," Charlotte said trying to ignore them. Why did I have to fall for such an idiot... it's so... so... frustrating!

"We are about to decide the future of these young mages. We don't have time to be fighting amongst ourselves," Vangeance said.

The exam began with the Captains, well Vangeance and Fuegoleon, explaining how the exam worked and the different tests they would have to preform.

(Okay for now I'm putting this in... then tell me if I'm thinking right in the next A/N or if you think this is fine...) As they talked, Finral couldn't help but notice this insane amount of mana, and it wasn't coming from any of the captains. He looked in the direction the mana was located and saw a boy with light purple hair.

WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH THAT KIDS MANA! SCARY! ((Next A/N) Warning this may be over whelming for some people. If you are easily over whelmed by problem solving (such as math problems or 'detective work' you may want to skip this Author's Note! Okay first, I'm really sorry about interrupting the story for this rather then putting this at the beginning or end, I'm doing it this way for spoiler reasons and to keep this part separate from the rest so that if I were to remove this portion for accuracy reasons then it will be quick and easy to find... Now the puzzle I've been trying to put together for months that I think I finally figured out! You can probably guess who this boy is... And I know it was never mentioned that Finral and Rades took the exam at the same time and it probably never will be BUT Finral and Rades are both currently 21 which means they probably did... is what I was thinking before I double checked their birthdates... Finral was born February 6th while Rades was born October 17th. Which means Rades would not have turned 15 in time to take the exam that September, with Finral... Which would mean he took it with Langris, if Langris turned 15 just before the exam the next year, being born on September 27 and we don't know the exact date the exam is held on. But if Langris turned 15 right after the exam he would have to wait two years after Finral to become a Magic Knight... so it's either: Finral then Rades and Langris OR Finral then Rades then Langris rather than Finral and Rades then Langris... Then again even if Langris did turn 15 in time to take it he probably still had to wait that extra year because he wouldn't have got his grimoire until Match... Do I got the math right now? Again sorry for interrupting the story for this it's just something that keeps crossing my mind and now that I'm finally writing this story, I'm actually beginning to put some of the pieces together and making it make more sense to me... I just hope all this makes sense to you guys. I know sometimes it's hard to understand what someone is saying when you're reading it.)

Each portion of the exam went by and Finral was getting more nervous by the second. His magic wasn't really suited for things like creation or hitting targets. He was just glade he was good at flying a broom; and making the seed he was given grow by running mana threw it wasn't so bad either. But what he was most worried about was the final portion, a one-on-one fight between the young mages. To say that he wasn't ready for this would be a major understatement.

Pair after pair fought. The stronger would win, and the weaker would lose; then the next pair would come out and the cycle would continue, until it was finally Finral's turn.

He took a deep breath and walked to the center of the stadium. He turned to the stands where his father and Langris was sitting. Ledior seemed to be watching more intently now that it was his turn and it only made him even more nervous.

The match began and Finral found himself up against a fire mage. Fire came hurtling at him but he was to scared and nervous to do anything. His hand seamed to move on its own and it opened a gate that he jumped in to dodge the attack.

Spacial magic, huh? That could be useful... Yami thought. Wonder why he's just dodging.

Damn it... I can't just dodge until he runs out of mana... But what else can I do? Finral thought, turning his gaze back up to his father, who didn't look to pleased, after dodging another flame spell. I guess I could try sending his spell back at him...

"Alight... Here goes nothing," he said to himself as another spell came at him. "Spacial Magic: Fallen~

'You can't even fight with that magic!' Ledior's voice played in his mind.

'You... You're not my child... so the only one I love is Langris...!'

'You erased it this much... Langris is amazing~'

'Look at Langris! Don't you feel ashamed being caught up by your younger brother?!'

'You weak fool!'

What the heck am I thinking?! I can't do this! Finral thought just before the fire spell made contact and threw him several yards back. "Ow," he said quietly as he sat up rubbing the back of his head. He looked up to the stands to see Ledior shaking his head in disapproval. Finral stood up and walked to the edge of the stadium and tried his best to hide in the shadows making himself take as little room as possible in hopes that nobody would pay him any attention.

"Hmmm..." Yami said thoughtfully. The kid froze... seemed like he was going to try reflect the other kids spell back at him. It would have been a smart move... Doesn't seem like he's got any attack spells of his own... Actually... it seams like he only has one spell.

"Alright, when I call your number come to the front. If a captain raises their hand you have been accepted into that squad. If no one raises their hand then you have failed the exam. If you wish to try again next year, feel free to do so. In the event that more then one Captain raises their hand, you will have the opportunity to choose the squad you wish to join. Let us begin. Number one!"

A few hours passed until they reached the one hundreds. Mages where so far accepted into the Purple Orcas, Blue Rose, and Crimson Lions.

"Number one-hundred-ninety-seven."

Finally it was Finral's turn. He walked to the front with his head down, not expecting anyone to raise their hand. He couldn't blame them after he froze up the way he did.

Father was right... I'm never going~

"Number one-hundred-ninety-seven. The Black Bulls."

Finral's head snapped up, he had to of imagined it. There was no way anyone would let him on a squad after that poor performance. But sure enough when he looked up, the captain of the Black Bulls hand was up.

But why?