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Two more for us, huh?

Oh.

There's a good boy.

There you go.

I was starting to think you would never calm down.

Are you brothers?

Same age, so possibly twins as well.

No, they're neither.

This one here is sweet and well-behaved, and this one, well, he's a bit spirited.

Then there's the fact that they don't look a thing alike.

You know.

Hmm.

Now, for this spirited little... Ow!

Ow!

A bit too spirited.

Pasta, huh?

Well, you've had a tough beginning, but your worries are over.

As of today, boys, this will be your home.

Pasta? And you know.

With all this work, I sure hope we have a good harvest.

Yeah, same here.

Sister Lily!

What's that about?

That kid from the church is at it again.

One day I'll be the Wizard King, and I'll make you the happiest woman in the

world. That's why I'm asking, will you please marry me?

I'm sorry, Asta. I just can't. It's my duty to serve everyone.

That's a no!

Yes, it is. I can't marry you.

I'm not giving up yet.

You should, really.

Please, Asta.

I'm not giving up!

I'm truly sorry.

Please, Sister Lily, just let me have one more.

Nice this pair way to go show him no mercy

How many times does she have to turn you down?

Why are you sticking your nose in this, Yuno?

That's simple, really.

Because you're noisy, you're short.

You lack both composure and tolerance.

And there's not really anything about you that appeals to women.

Hey!

Fifteen years of growing up together and that's how you talk to me? You big lady

-killing jerk!

May I help? Thank you, Yuno.

You think you can just ignore me?

Asta, nuns are women of the cloth, which means they can't marry.

Neither can 15-year-old boys, in fact.

Think you're so smart?

Well, I'll show you.

Yeah, I will!

You and me, right here, right now!

Not today.

And why the hell not, huh?

It would be a waste of time. What did you say to me?

Give it a rest already, Asta. There's no way you'd stand a chance against him,

and you know it.

Take this!

This is pointless.

You know that you can't use magic.

Oh, what? Come on!

Still nothing?

Why? You're funny, Asta.

It is pretty crazy.

Not being able to use any kind of magic at his age? That never happens.

What's your deal, huh?

I'm older than you, kid! Show some respect!

Not a chance.

Haven't you figured out that in this world, magic is everything?

It's not a matter of whether you have it, but how much.

You're the only person I've ever heard of who can't use any magic at all.

All right, then.

Looks like I'm gonna have to bust out my secret moves.

You've got secret moves?

Bet you can't do grunts in this bath!

Like anyone cares, idiot.

This

is

nothing for him.

It's a big help, thank you.

All right.

Leave the wood chopping to me.

They're really the same age. You definitely can't tell it from the way

they act.

Yuno is the hope of this church!

Getting into the Magic Knights isn't just a silly dream for Yuno.

He'll make it for sure.

The awarding of the Grimoires is coming up.

Once you have yours, things will change. Just wait and see, Asta. You'll be able

to use magic in no time at all.

Thank you so much, Sister Lily.

Well, probably anyway.

My grimoire.

I'll have it soon.

Finally.

Finally. That's right!

I'm gonna get the most awesome grimoire ever! I'll join up with the Magic

Knights, and once I make a name for myself, I'll follow in your footsteps

and become the Wizard King!

He'll never give up this nonsense, will he?

And then I'll come back and rebuild this crumbling dump of a church!

Crumbling dump? That's taking it too far!

Isn't that right, you know?

I'll show all of you.

I swear, just watch and you'll see, damn you!

Asta, wait!

Really? How am I younger than him?

Hey, Yuno.

Do you think you could maybe try to get along a little better with Asta?

I mean, like you used to back when you were younger.

You two were always together.

Yuno used to be such a crybaby.

But then one day, he came back with Asta, who was badly injured.

And since then, I haven't seen him cry once.

What's the point?

There's no getting along with that one.

Now that I think about it, they were both different afterwards.

That's when Asta started coming home covered in mud every day.

I wonder where he goes off to and what he's doing.

994.

995.

996.

997.

998.

999.

And now for some magic enhancing moogra leaf juice.

Bottoms up.

You'll be the Wizard King.

Nothing's going to stop me.

And the first step is getting my body trained up!

March.

When the Firefly Dandelions float through the air. Once a year throughout

the Clover Kingdom, those children who have reached 15 years of age gather for

the Grimoire Acceptance Ceremony.

A rite of passage that will increase their magical power.

Awesome! Are all these shelves filled with grimoires?

Which one is mine?

Once I get my hands on a grimoire, I'm going to be able to use magic too.

I'll catch up to you soon enough, you know.

The day that I'll become a full-fledged mage, it's about time.

Look what the cat dragged in.

Could they be any shabbier?

We shouldn't have to give grimoires to anyone who just walks in off the street.

Makes me sick to my stomach.

You don't think that pathetic creatures would be foolish enough to attempt the

Magic Knight's entrance exam in six months, do you?

Only high-ranking nobles and royalty have enough innate magic power to pass

the exam.

See the shrimpy one?

I heard that he can't use magic at all.

Oh, wow.

We'd better take extra special care of him. I mean, he's one of a kind.

The only person in the entire country who can't use magic.

Welcome to Grimoire Tower Acceptees. On this momentous day, you will take your

first step down a new path. I wish you integrity, hope, and love.

For those who don't know, I am the master of this Grimoire Tower.

Now! Never once has anyone from this region distinguished him or herself by

becoming a magic knight, much less the wizard king. I pray that one among you

will have what it takes to become the most powerful mage in the land.

Seriously, I mean it!

And now,

to accept your grimoires.

Check it out. Mine's bigger than yours.

Yeah, maybe, but mine's thicker.

There it is. My one-way ticket out of this little village.

I can carry on the family business.

But this is my grimoire.

Seriously? Why is mine so tiny?

I guess.

I'll decide what to do once there are more pages of magic in here.

Six months from now, we'll be taking the prestigious Magic Knight's entrance

exam. And we'll pass it, too. Just wait.

Yes, very good. I have high hopes for you.

Hey, uh... Is my

grimoire running late or something?

Hey, uh... Is my grimoire running late or something?

Try again next year? What?

Oh, wow. You're kidding.

That's actually kind of awesome. What? That is too funny.

Seriously? I don't think I can believe it.

Ha. Well, he's got us beat in one area anyway. Complete and utter uselessness.

Oh.

Is that...

The four-leaf clover?

What?

A four-leaf?

Like out of the legend?

Really? The grimoire that was bestowed upon the first Wizard King?

If the stories about it are true, it's imbued not only with tremendous power,

but also good luck.

And it's his? A filthy little commoner? Awesome!

I will become the Wizard King.

Amazing!

He's the brightest star in the whole village of Oz!

You know, you're sweet.

I'm hot on your heels.

I'll catch up to you! I am your rival!

No. Well, everyone, time to go. We've got a lot of preparations to make for

the big banquet. Since today's special, you all get three pot potatoes apiece.

Maybe we could have something different for a change?

Well, isn't this extraordinary?

A boy wonder, and from a sleepy little village, too.

I was so sure. All this time, I just needed a grimoire, and then I'd finally

be able to use magic.

And now, to not even get a grimoire...

No!

I won't give up that easily!

Hey,

um, isn't that going a bit too far?

We were supposed to be the stars of the show today. He ruined that. A low-life

commoner. And he got the four-leaf clover? I need to make him pay. Wait.

I'll burn that book till it's nothing but ash.

He dispelled my flames without even using his grimoire!

Go on, you try!

Do it!

We can't have that getting all burned up, now

can we?

With it, it would be a foolish waste of your time. My magic binding iron chain

formation spell blocks its captive's movement and magic.

What do you want? Who are you?

I suppose a village boy wouldn't know, but until very recently, I was

relatively well known among the magic knight squads as Chain Magic Rev Chief.

But they expelled me from their illustrious ranks, and now I am naught

but a humble... thief. So if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking this grimoire

of yours.

You said that your name was Rebchi.

Why bother stealing it? There's no point.

Grimoires must be used by their chosen master. Yes, village boy, I'm well

aware. That said... There are plenty of black market collectors who would pay a

small fortune in exchange for such a unique specimen.

The four-leaf clover may have chosen you, but you only received it. An

untrained novice, a mere hatchling. This is not your lucky day.

Such a pity for you I happen to be here. Your legend is over before it even

began.

Oh, I bet that pendant would fetch a good price.

Don't mind if I do. Hold it!

Your deal!

That's Yuno's grimoire you've got.

What are you doing with it?

You dirty, rotten thief!

Why, look. The sad little boy who waited so long but never got a grimoire. Oh,

you've heard of me. Yeah, you're right. The poor, empty-handed kid.

The only place a grimoire belongs is with its true master.

Now give that back to Yuno.

You really are a sheltered creature if you believe that kind of reasoning will

get you anywhere with the likes of me.

Allow me to disabuse you of that notion.

Otter, run!

From a waste of space like him? Not a chance in hell!

No, boy.

You're finished here.

Dance of the Pitland Viper!

That's one serious attack.

So this is what mages outside the village can do.

Even as much as I've trained my body, I don't stand a chance.

You see, boy, it's no use.

Thanks for playing, though.

It's not over.

I'm not done.

I will be the Wizard King. The Wizard King?

You're joking.

The thing is, these chains can measure the magic power of anyone they come in

contact with, and you have none. Not a single drop.

You were probably born that way. I guess this explains why you didn't get a

grimoire. To possess not the slightest bit of magic in a world where magic is

everything? Why, that makes you a rare and precious bird indeed!

If that's true, then... No matter how hard I push

myself, I'll never be able to use magic.

You know I really can't think of anything more pitiful.

Forget about becoming the wizard king. You'll be lucky to just get a job. I bet

your friend the genius over there is having a good laugh at your expense

right about now.

Yeah, maybe.

You know so great the four-leaf clover chose him.

Then there's me.

This world is no use for someone like you, a poor magicless fool.

You might as well give it all up right now. You were born a loser, you

worthless runt.

Yeah, he's right.

No matter how hard I try, I guess there are some things that just aren't

possible.

So, I might as well give up. Hey!

Who are you calling a loser?

Asta, it's true that you aren't going to become the Wizard King.

Not ever.

You hear that? Even your little friend knows that it's impossible.

That's because I am going to be the Wizard King.

What?

You're wrong about Asta, Repji.

Very wrong.

Asta's no loser. He's my rival!

Huh? This is who you would claim as your rival? The only person in the world

without magic?

You.

Get off of me!

Sorry you had to see me in such a weak moment, you know.

Just... Give me a second.

That's all!

Then I'll destroy this gun!

A grimoire?

I knew it.

Like you wouldn't be chosen, Afta.

There's no way.

Is that your magic?

But I checked and you didn't have any magic power.

How could you be granted a grimoire?

The leaves of a clover are said to each contain one thing. In the first three

dwell integrity, hope, and love.

The fourth leaf is given over to good luck.

And in the fifth.

Thank you.

We all have a chance to make it in this world. Black Clover, page two. A young

man's vow.

My magic is never giving up!