(Some 9-10 years later.... during training for the upcoming war against Spade Kingdom and their devil Megicula.... Clover Kingdom....)

Birds fly through the partly cloudy skies of the Clover Kingdom as a very special day was set to commence for the entirety of the kingdom's citenzry.... On this absolutely majestic, serene and overall gorgeous day on a distant island, many Magic Knights and civilians alike were en route for the annual Triumph. Boatloads of kids, men and women jump off the means of the transports and run around galavanting, taking in the sights, buying concessions, food and giant face cardboard cutouts of this generation's strongest knights.

Kid: LOOK BROTHER! I GOT A BLACK BULL TYRUS REPLICA HEAD!

The girl's brother laments and immediately holds up his fathead of Yuno, the current vice-captain of the Golden Dawn and the hot-blooded rival and good friend the aforementioned Fifth Class Senior Magic Knight.

Kid: I'll trade you Tyrus for Yuno, right now!

Kid: Deal, he's going to crush it anyway!

Speaking of, Tyrus Hail, a sixteen year-old member of the Black Bulls, the older twin brother of a fellow Knight in Blue Roser Selene Hail and the eldest son of the moderately famous Noble House of Hail is in his private quarters of the giant coliseum as it began to fill, with all of the Black Bulls supporting him as he had been one of the many Magic Knights to throw his name into the ring for the Triumph, an event held every ten years to determine not only the strength of current Magic Knights but also who were the closest to becoming the top ranked mage in the Clover King, the Wizard King. Of all the Black Bulls, the four who were helping the most were his big sister figure in witch Vanessa Enoteca who had been putting the final touches on his new Black Bulls robe attaching his half powder blue and half cream white rope to the other end of the robe which would reveal the rest of his outfit, his quote on quote right hand man in Finral Roulacase who was showing him his side of the bracket for the Triumph, Luck Voltia, a lightning mage with an addiction towards fighting along with Magna Swing serving as his sparring partners and finally wrapping it up was Noelle Silva, the youngest princess of the Royal House Silva, a First Class Intermediate Magic Knight but more personally to Tyrus, his girlfriend of roughly four to five months give or take, having gotten together before the hellacious war against the Eye of the Midnight Sun, resurrected elves and finally the major threat in devil Zagred who had been killed thanks to a combined effort of elves, humans and the very first Wizard King who had been preparing his Grimoire and its pouch for safekeeping.

Finral: All right, Tyrus, the way it's looking, you're set up to face Noelle's cousin, Kirsch in the first round then if she wins her fight, your sister Selene in the second round, followed by possibly Leopold or Sol Marron from the Blue Rose Knights in the semi-finals, win your bracket, it looks like you're on a collision course with Yuno from the Golden Dawn.

Tyrus: Yeah, that's the money fight right there. We're gonna leave the people wanting more when this year's Triumph is all said and done. Plus it gives me unlimited bragging rights over Yuno once and for all when I drag and freeze his all over the place. My side's got a lot of heavy hitters, not to mention my own twin.

Charmy: Make sure you get plenty of noms in you, Tyrus!

Tyrus: Of course, as if I could pass up anything you make Charmy!

Vanessa: I'm still surprised Selene wanted in.

Tyrus: Hell I'm not. She's been training her ass off. Ever since she was selected for the guardian training by the Wizard King at Captain Charlotte's recommendation, she begged me to train her for this... that and she wouldn't stop pestering me to get at least a few sparring matches in. Her Flame Magic honestly kinda scares more than Leo's does and he's a whole royal.

Noelle: Only control you, okay? We don't need you embarrassing the Black Bulls because you're doubting your exceptional talents.

Tyrus: I hear you loud and clear, Silva. It just sucks Asta's not here, I know it's eating at him that he can't participate in the Triumph since he's technically exiled with our devil investigation still ongoing. It also sucks that I have to essentially wait an hour till Yuno's bracket is finished fighting anyhow.

Everyone stays silent realizing Tyrus's other rival, his own squad-mate, foster brother and rival in the aspiration of becoming the next Wizard King had been suspiciously absent but Vanessa picks up the mood.

Vanessa: Maybe he's just doing some training, he would never intentionally miss out on you or Yuno fighting. We're gonna bounce kiddo, give you some space to prepare. Kick some ass for all of us.

Tyrus: Ma'am, yes, Ma'am.

They all in their wish him luck with Noelle staying behind to see him looking in a mirror.

Noelle: Are you sure you're all right, Darling?

Tyrus: Oh yeah, I'm peachy Noelle. You don't gotta worry about me, maybe some meditating and push ups will clear my mind. Go enjoy the city, babe. I'm not due up for a couple hours, I'll be out there with you guys shortly.

Noelle: I-If you're certain.

She kisses his cheek and leaves his room and after adjusting the ribbons in her flawless silver side-ponytailed hair, closes his door.

Tyrus: You just wait, Yuno. I'm gonna blow the doors off of you and prove to you in every way I am you and Asta's better. I will BE THE ONE WHO TAKES THAT NEXT STEP TO BECOMING THE WIZARD KING!

(An hour later...)

The cheering becomes palpable with the coliseum now overflowing with Clover Kingdom residents of all make-ups, Magic Knights, Royalty, Nobility, Commoners, hell even vacationers from distant lands came to partake in the festivities of the event every decade in the making. The Master of the Ceremonies happened to be two representatives of the Golden Dawn in Noelle's own cousin, Second Class Intermediate Magic Knight, Mimosa Vermillion and her superior Klaus Lunettes.

Mimosa: Everyone, it is my pleasure to welcome you all... to the Triumph! This is the festival where only the best of the best of our Magic Knights participate every ten years!

Fireworks explode all around the stadium with cheers once again reaching a fever pitch.

Mimosa: I hope you're all ready for a jam packed day as this tournament will decide the strongest Magic Knight out of an entire field of extremely capable Magic Knights tasked with guarding the safety and liberties of our kingdom. And the best part... ALL NINE MAGIC KNIGHTS SQUADS ARE WELL REPRESENTED!

Mimosa and Klaus continue to hype up the crowd through their highly specialized magic speakers as a mysteriously cloaked individual walks through the island city, wandering around aimlessly, watching kids spar with swords, getting lessons from actual Magic Knights on assignment and so on, so forth.

Mimosa: It's often stated the winner of this famed decades-long event goes on historically to become the next Wizard King!

Syncronizing with the bubbly royal, this individual grabs a random mask, leaving some spare yul as he the makes his way for the stadium of battle.

Mimosa: And today, two individuals will be the shooting stars of the event's proceedings and leave you all wanting more! Now for the uninformed there are nine Magic Knight Squads as I have previously stated before consisting of elite mages of all make, shapes, sizes and backgrounds who specialize in battle who are all led under the direction of the Clover Kingdom's top mage, the Wizard King, together under their guidance, the Magic Knights continue to perserve and safeguard the peace, love and happiness of their fellow inhabitants. Two of those individuals I spoke briefly on are the odds on favorites to win this year's Triumph in addition to landing themselves the title of the Strongest Member among all Magic Knights. Today is sure to be a memorable day for all to witness.

Citizens from all over the Kingdom, from the Forsaken Realm village of Hage, to the Common Realm town of Nean to even the Diamond Kingdom all that have been in some way, shape or form a part of Asta, Tyrus and Yuno's journey watch in bated interest as headshots of the new Golden Dawn Vice Captain and the second highest ranking Black Bull are plastered for all to see.

Mimosa: These two are none other than Yuno of the Golden Dawn and Tyrus Hail of the Black Bulls!

The cheers and roars become intense as the Black Bulls look at the smiling still of their friend and comrade.

Vanessa: WOO-HOO, THAT'S OUR GUY! WATCH HIM KICK ASS!

Tyrus: Nessa, I'm sitting right here. I appreciate the over-enthusiam but I'm not fighting for another thirty minutes!

Noelle: I'm curious, how many takes did it get to go your exact likeness?

Tyrus: I'll have you know, I am VERY photo-genic Noelle! Very funny.

Mimosa: We sorry for the sudden delays, it's now time without further ado, let the Triumph begin anew!

The individual steps through eagerly, a beige and brown bootheel clicking in place with fireworks firing above.

Mimosa: Huuuu.... By the way Klaus?

Klaus: Yes, what is the matter, Mimosa?

Mimosa: It's been bothering me, but do you know why we were selected as the Masters of the Ceremonies for the Triumph?

Klaus understandably facepalms at his subordinates ever rare spell of ditziness.

Klaus: Mimosa, are you being serious right now?! It's because we're the representatives of the strongest Magic Knight Squad, bar none, in the ever glorious and sublime Golden Dawn! And turn off your Amplification Magic, it's still on for everyone to hear you!

Mimosa: Oh my, I completely forgot, please forget everything you heard everyone! Well everyone please excuse the belated introduction but joining myself is my fellow Master of Ceremonies for the Triumph, my superior Klaus Lunettes, of the Golden Dawn! And I am Mimosa Vermillion of the same order and we will be your commentators for the day!

Klaus: The time for introductions is far, far over Mimosa, you should have led with that to begin with!

Noelle: Who in their right mind hired my cousin Mimosa for the gig of being a commentator? They should've had known she's not the best person with a mic.

Tyrus: Aww, give her a break, I know she's got butterfingers bad. Klaus was definitely sweating bullets when I ran into him. That being said, I usually don't have butterflies before a fight, but fighting someone like a Kirsch was a horrible first round draw.

Noelle: Because of his vainness?

Tyrus: His vainness.

Magna: Jeez, look at the sea of people, you can't really tell where it begins and ends!

They look around to find Leopold sitting with the Crimson Lion Kings, Nebra and Solid, Noelle's older siblings and unofficial vice-captains of the Silver Eagles sitting next to the actual head of the squad in Nozel Silva.

Vanessa: Well you're not entirely wrong... not only are they for our guy... but there's one other person we forgot to talk about and like Tyrus alluded to.... he's first.

And to her accentuate her point, an image of jet-black hair with a bio-luminiscent green light floating around it bounced up and down as then we see full shots of a familiar wind mage... the new and incumbent Vice Captain of the Golden Dawn following his improvised match against the ex-vice Captain Langris Vaude in Yuno. He hits the sunlight of the wide open space of the Triumph's arena with a violent but controlled tornado bursting out of his grimoire, spelling his entrance.

Yuno Fangirl Club: AHHHHHHHHHH YUNOOOOOOOOO! WE LOVE YOU YUNO!

Tyrus Fangirl Club: WE WANT TYRUS! HE'LL BEAT YUNO, YES HE WILL!

Tyrus: That's weird, I don't remember having a fan club... but they're not entirely wrong in what they're saying. I'm beating Yuno come hell or high water when we meet.

Mimosa: The first mage competing in Bracket D of the Triumph is none other than the recently promoted and new Vice-Captain of the Golden Dawn... HERE IS YUNOOOOOOO!

Charmy with pom-poms in hand, gets on the ledge and immediately begins doing a routine.

Charmy: YUNO! YUNO! I BELIEVE IN YOU, MEAL-SAVING PRINCE!

Vanessa: So the first round features everyone's favorite Pretty Boy. People came all over just to watch you two go at it, Ty.

Tyrus: As they should, Yuno is arguably the one person outside of you guys, Asta or my twin that can give me a real run for my money. I should be asking why you guys bothered taking part in it when you guys could've easily refused?

Zora: Because we're still technically investigating devils and we wanted a damn break from everything. I'm really surprised you haven't snatched Black Hole up by her neck and sat her back down yet.

Tyrus: Eh. Where's the fun in that? We all been know Charmy's gonna have it rough cheering for the both of us, I might as well let her cheer for him while she can.

Gauche: Please, the only person I want to do adore or praise right now is my darling little angel Marie.

Grey: That's borderline typical of Gauche.

Luck: Man, I'm so pumped to fight, hey promise you won't hold anything back when we fight, Tyrus?

Tyrus gives Luck a noogie, causing the Cheery Berserker to laugh.

Tyrus: As if I could ever hold back against my favorite sadist and masochist for punishment, you finish your side of the bracket and I'll finish Kirsch, Leo and Selene in short order!

Luck: True, I just wish Asta was here to enjoy and soak it all in with us.

Magna: Yeah it sucks, given he's still in exile because of that stuffy ass Chairman's ruling with the whole devil trial.

Tyrus: Then I'll be sure to kick twice as much ass for him. It's what he would've wanted. If I'm the Heart of the Bulls, he's most definitely the Soul.

Zora: I hate you, Princess and Bolty got at least somewhat competent opponents, let's hope my bracket has decent diamonds that'll make me sweat.

Fan: Hey, look! Someone's coming!

Fan: Is that Yuno's opponent? The poor sap, no way he wins!

Noelle and Tyrus peer and stare at the mask, both having different expressions. The teenaged-fied Wizard King Julius Novachrono looks one smirking almost as the three realized who it was.

Tyrus: PFFFFFTTTTT..... HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Noelle: There's no way.....

Mimosa: It appears Yuno's initial opponent doesn't have an actual name but rather a nickname simply titled as.... "The Masked One"

Klaus: Surely no one seriously entered with such a ridiculous name on the form.... oh no, actually they did! Ladies and Gentlemen, it is indeed Vice Captain Yuno vs The Masked One!

Bell: Are you seriously kidding me with this get-up? Did you dress up like this to get a rise out of Yuno, be honest! We wouldn't blame you playing mind games with him, not that he would ever fall for something so childish like a mask.

Yuno: It's not Tyrus nor the Finals.... but you'll do make do.

He smirks, knowing exactly who the masked individual was.

Klaus: The Triumph will now officially commence. Our first round matchup is... Yuno vs the Masked One! You two may begin whenever you are ready!

Yuno goes right off the bat, immediately opening up his Four-Leaf Grimoire involuntarily, focusing his mana and firing off a high impact, close-range tornado at the Masked One... who then immediately responds by drawing out the Demon-Slayer Anti-Magic Sword and cutting it in half, rendering Yuno's first attack of the fight ineffective and shocking everyone sans the Black Bulls and Wizard King. The crowd, Magic Knight Captain look, the shock still very visible throughout the two kingdoms look with bated interest, the new Vice-Captain of few words, smiles revealing his mysterious opponent's identity.....

Yuno: Hey, Asta. I see you couldn't resist, could you? Nice counter, really.

He smacks the sword down, smiles cheekily and looks at Yuno.

Tyrus: That's my dude. Hell yeah, boy!

Mimosa: Oh my! The first attack was made by Vice-Captain Yuno and it was immediately swatted away like nothing by his masked opponent! He uses strong Wind Magic but again it was absolutely obliterated by the Masked One, who cut the cyclone in half and neutralized the attack.

While she recounts the beginning summary of Asta and Yuno's fight... a couple of mysterious individuals appear on the pillars high above the stadium. Taking in all the action, one of them is revealed to be a Wizard King of old....

Conrad: I see it's all began once again. And without us, no less.

Conrad summons a key with portal out of nowhere, clicking and unlocking something sinister..... The Imperial Sword of Elsdocia. His fellow intruders, a rather exuberant and cocky looking purple haired man, a silver-foxed man who reeked of elegance and commanded respect it appeared and a woman with strawberry red-hair and military hat covering the length of her hair. Then as if they rehearsed it, Conrad and his fellow intruders ripped away their cloaks in sequence and the gruffness in the previous Wizard King's voice is evident, he was still adamant in bringing about his ideal world.

Conrad: Well then Julius, the time has come once more. Let us begin and join them, shall we?

???: Ohhhh, now you're speaking my language there, Conrad! Barrier Magic, Voodoo Shangrila!

Then out of nowhere, a giant hexagon blocks the sun out and begins gleaming wildly, and duplicate multiple copies of itself forming a massive barrier around the Triumph Arena.

Marx: Wh-What is this enormous and vengeful magic power I'm sensing?!

Tyrus: Goddamn, who turned out the lights and why did it get so cold all of a sudden!?

Conrad: Julius, my friend.... you have no idea how long I've prayed for this day to arrive. And now this time, you will not stop me! Change is finally at hand and today is the day my allies and I will implement it, whether you submit to it or not. Today, I WILL fix this country!

Elsdocia begins glowing angrily and with it, random lights shone throughout the arena but make no mistake, these were literal white hot beams bursting from out of the woodworks.

Mimosa: AH!

Tyrus: OH SHIT!

Fan: LOOK OUT!

Those who were watching Marx's Memory Magic broadcast were immediately cut off from their viewing experience and the arena suffered from several tremors rocking the place back and forth..... but that wasn't the worst part... people all over the arena and outside of it began falling to their hands as if going through with a bout of Damnatio Kira's Scale Magic, even Julius wasn't immune to the overwhelming after-effect.

Conrad: There you are, Julius.... My, even I'm shocked to find you in such a fragile and sorry state, old friend. I only absorb a tiny morsel of magic and it does this to the likes of you?

Julius trembles, the reverse-aged Wizard King sweating a few literal bullets as he stares down the man he imprisoned ten years ago, but to him, the 28th Wizard King already knew how Conrad broke out of his time prison, the Super Chrono-Stasis.

Julius: And here I thought, I would never see your face again! Such a shame Conrad..... it must've been back then..... so you...

Conrad: Yes.... you were too busy being slain by Patry of the elven race that you either didn't notice or mind me breaking past the seal you placed on my body ten years ago. You were distracted for just a slight second and that's all I needed!

Julius: You... You're planning on trying it all over again, aren't you? You must reconsider Conrad!

Conrad: Fool, my ambitions have not changed at all in the ten years since we last clashed souls and ideals, Julius. Why would they change now? Today I will create the new world I have desired for so long, and not even you will stop me. This world, where everyone can respect each other, a nation built on laughter, peace, equality and love. And... I'm not the only one here, I brought help.

The intensity of his is confirmed as the woman summons her magic.

???: Come forth my soldiers... it's time to dominate the battlefield.

Conrad: TOMORROW, THIS CORRUPT COUNTRY WILL BE NO MORE! WE WILL OVERTHROW THE CLOVER KINGDOM!

???: My Legion Magic, Gehenna Game!

A circular chessboard appears right beside the woman, as the pieces began to violently pulsate, and eject.... hitting the ground with thunderous impact after growing in hellish proportions, landing into the crowd and despite this, screams were heard with no one being killed on impact.

Fan: W-W-What the hell?!

Fan: RUN AWAY!

Julius: Conrad, I beg of you, please stop this madness! NGGHHH!

An elderly man falls in the commotion but his old age doesn't spare him from being a target of the woman's Legion Magic as one of her knights begins the slow crawl towards annihilation of patrons.

BOOOOM!

Old Man: AHHH.... AHHHHH.... SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!

The giant chesspiece raises its club hand, ready to reduce him to bloody chunks when suddenly Asta's mask goes flying to the wayside and several slashes later, the robot goes falling down! The man looks up to find a severely swollen and buffed up Asta, abs completely exposed with of his usual undershirt

Asta: HAAAAAH! HA! HAH! RAHHHHHHHHHH! You gonna be good or what Old Man? You don't gotta worry about these chumps, I can handle them no problem!

Old Man: Oh I thank you, young man!

Asta nods as he continues going after the giant drones, clanging with their persistent metal but ultimately he wears them down enough where he can slash and power them down from mass critical damage. Tyrus looks at all the Black Bulls eager to get the knowing order from the chain of command.

Tyrus: All right, you all know the drill! Save civilians, kick ass, and link up with Asta! BLACK BULLS, ROAM TOGETHER!

Black Bulls: YEAHHHHHH!

???: Hmm?

Mimosa: Quickly everyone if you will follow my instructions! Please this way!

Klaus: Steel Magic, Fierce Spiral Lance!

Attempting to shatter the barrier the man had put up, Klaus is helpless in addition to being pissed off knowing now his signature spell was nothing more than useless against terrifying magic power on display.

Cob: Klaus, you can leave this to me!

Asta: AHH! HAH! HAH! COME ON IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!

He parries each blow they could muster but it only spurs the mana-less Black Bull who then draws the Demon-Dweller Sword, delivering two devastating blows to a couple of drones with more spelling in their deactivation or rather deaths if you wish to go that route. Asta roars at the swarm, he sticks out the Demon-Slayer Sword but immediately finds his attack countered and forced onto the arena stage.

Asta: HEY WHAT THE HELL, WHY AM I THE ONE BEING TARGETED AROUND HERE, THERE'S PLENTY OF MAGIC KNIGHTS TO GO AROUND!

Soon an avalanche of wind comes crashing onto the drones sweeping them by the wayside like a riptide.

Asta: YUNO!

Tyrus: Got your back buddy! Ice Magic, Ice Laden, Divinity Slash!

Cloaking one of his blades in ice, Tyrus uses the same stance as his Captain, Yami Sukehiro and viciously swipes down in the same way the foreigner would for a Dark Cloaked Dimension Slash, with a wave of blinding, brutal ice erupting from his creation magic sword and hitting all of the drones ahead of him and reducing them to scrap metal.

Asta: TY!

Tyrus: Thanks for ruining the finals, man! You so owe me for this, everyone knows that Yuno and I were on a collision course with each other!

Asta: What is up with these jerks, they really just upped and ruined my perfect disguise! THESE BOTS ARE THE WORSE!

Tyrus: If that's your idea of the perfect disguise Asta, you've got a lot and I DO MEAN a lot to learn from Grey!

Yuno: Hah! And here I thought you were just a poor kid that wandered in looking to make a name for themselves.

Asta: WHAT THE HECK DID YOU TWO JUST SAY?!

Noelle: Water Creation Magic, Sea Dragon's ROOOOOAR!

Asta: YIPE!

He watches as another paladin gets swallowed by an all-too familiar water dragon!

Noelle: Leave it to you to try to pull off something so obvious, you big dummy. How are we even friends?! You could've told us you were actually participating, you made such a big fuss about not participating along with Tyrus, Luck, Zora and I!

Asta: NOELLE!

Noelle: I know you probably can't feel it like Tyrus and I can but I think something is absorbing all of the people's magical power.

Tyrus: Yeah no kidding! Everyone around us just began dropping like flies and I do mean that literally! WHOA! It's like that those didn't have much on the body to begin can't even move.

The superstar trio of Black Bulls complete with the pair of Intermediate Knights and lone Senior Magic Knight amongst them destroy each of the paladins that got into their visions.... until closer and closer they were forced into one another, with Asta bumping into his foster sibling and childhood friend and Noelle into her boyfriend Tyrus directly.

Asta: Jeez, that sounds rough! Are you two all right?!

Tyrus: Of course, what do you take Noelle and I for, a couple of baby-backed bitches?!

Noelle: I'm royalty, of course I'm all right, Asta! You should feel offended you even had to ask your friend that! As nobility and royalty, Darling and I have more than enough magical power to last a little being sapped.

Asta: Darling? OH YOU MEAN TYRUS!

Tyrus: Well obviously, how many times have you heard Noelle call me that when she's not calling me "Idiot" "Bakarus" or my personal favorite"Dummy Dum Dum Sweetheart"?

Noelle: Oh shut up!

Asta: Right, should know better than to underestimate you guys! That just means I can split the workload with you guys, whaddya say Noelle and Ty? Let's show them how the Black Bulls do things! Just know I ain't letting you two or Yuno outdo me!

Tyrus: Hah! That's my line, asshole.

Noelle: Just make sure you two don't get carried away. And... I'll watch your guys' backs.... you two just keep looking on ahead at what's in front of you.

Tyrus: That's my girl. Kick some ass Noelle, as only royalty can! Asta?

Asta: YEAH, LET'S GO BUDDY!

The trio break off, Noelle in an easterly direction, Asta a westerly with Tyrus taking on the bulk of the soldiers on the northern front.

Tyrus: ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT! STEP ON UP YOU GIANT RUST BUCKETS! I'M IN A MOOD AND I AM READY TO UNLEASH THAT DOGGGGG IN ME! RAHHHHHHHHHH! HAH! HAH!

Asta: HAH! HAH! HAH! GAHHHH! HHHHHHHHRAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, YOU BUCKET OF BOLTS!

Tyrus smirks watching the intensity pour off of his comrade as he encases both of his fists in ice and begins pounding away at the paladin army, jumping over them, punching through their cores and shields. Suddenly a platoon swarm around Asta but it doesn't matter as all they really do is concentrate on the Black Bull and allow him to destroy more in one fell swoop! He looks around and find- the three allies of Conrad who horrify Julius.

Julius: No.... this has to be some sort of joke you're playing! They should all be dead! How could any of them be resurrected?!

Conrad: Come now, you must know who THEY are given you're the current Wizard King, Julius. Not only are they Wizard Kings of old but.... they are THE Wizard Kings who had their post and statuses stripped because of their cruelty as well as their severe and sadistic natures. Edward Avalaché, Princia Funnybunny and Jester Garandros also known to some as the "Mad King".

Asta: HEY YOU THREE CLOWNS, ARE YOU THE ONES RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYONE RUNNING FOR THEIR LIVES AND LOSING ALL THEIR MAGIC POWER!?

Edward: Such an insolent child, how dare he move in the face of such indomitable power?

Jester: Good question.... but now that you're asking, I sense no magical power coming off of the kid, like at all. Fighting without any of the juice, oh yeah I like this brat! But I'm gonna need you to buzz off.

Princia: There's simply no way my soldiers could ever be defeated, let alone by a scumbag who possesses no magic. Something strange reeks with this young man.

Conrad: A fairly simple task when it came to reviving them. All I needed was a bit of my magic and the power of the Imperial Sword Elsdocia.

He takes us back to the fateful night that he came across the graves of Jester, Edward and Princia, strung them against three trees and ultimately resurrected them with Elsdocia.

Conrad: You doubted my dream but unlike you, these three share the vision and have become vaunted supporters in my cause. And together the four of us shall forge this world I speak of.

Jester: You heard the man, now let's work on getting you out of the way there, kiddo.

Asta: AHHH SHUDDUP! I seriously don't know what you're up to, but it's pretty obvious to all of us that you're all the bad guys! AND I'M GONNA TAKE YOU ALL DOWN!

Jester: HAHA! MY, MY! We got ourselves a lively one! BARRIER MAGIC, VOODOO REGALIA!

He chucks a crystal shaped projectile towards Asta but it gets completely shattered on impact with the Demon Slayer Sword.

Jester: Interesting, he neutralized my magic?! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Hey Conrad, I found you a new toy that you might like breaking! Why don't you take him for a spin?

Conrad: Let me- hm?

A stray blast makes its way towards Conrad but he easily intercepts it as despite its blazing speed, stood no shot in harming the previous Wizard King.

Marx: Wizard King, Sire! Are you all right?!

Julius: Marx, no! Get out of here, Conrad's a dangerous individual you don't want to combat!

But Marx's persistence and for all intents and purposeness slowness compared to Conrad's spells his unfortunate fate. His right cornea begins glowing as if to scan the Wizard King's aide's grimoire.... because that's exactly what the 27th Wizard King was scheming and doing.

Conrad: Now, now... that's far interesting magic.... it was never around in my time.

He takes one giant step and bull-rushes Marx as if he were Aaron Donald hounding some poor-ass generic quarterback.....

Jester: Aww, how rude of him, he's not going to answer my challenge? Oh well, looks like you're all mine then brat!

Edward: Stop playing with your prey unnecessarily, this is what will you get you defeat and be your downfall. Have at least the scosh of respect to finish your opponent off in one blow.

Jester: HEY NO FAIR, MY TOY!

Edward Avalache, the 20th Wizard King of his time summons jagged blades of ice, which initially throw Asta off balance but suddenly cotton stops the muscle-bound Black Bull from crashing into the stadium walls. Then a combination of lightning and fire ball rush Edward in a tandem response which he equally responds to with a massive shield.

Magna: YO, ASTA! WHAT THE HELL DUDE?!

Asta: OH YEAH, THANKS A LOT YOU GUYS!

Tyrus and Yuno take to the skies, the former using the stack of legion magic corpses in his wake, as the ice and wind mages nod at one another.

Tyrus: Ice Magic, Starfire Breaker!

Yuno: Wind Magic, Tornado Fang!

Aiming for Jester and Princia, they fire but he too puts up a giant barrier, disregarding their signature attacks like sides to an eight course meal. He then manipulates the barrier into a sharply crafted arrow which then rushes the Vice Captain First Class Senior Magic Knight and Fifth Class Senior Magic Knight respectively, actually drawing blood from Yuno's cheek. Avoiding the initial attack, Tyrus isn't privy to what the 10th Wizard Queen Princia Funnybunny had done as another giant droid swarms him and even despite slashing and cutting off one of its arms, it simply regenerated and clocked him in the jaw, sending him flying a distance but he stops himself in time before he slammed into one of the pillars.

Tyrus: Too fucking close!

Jester: Ah.... well nice magics you two got there!

Princia: Maybe this day won't be such a waste after all.

Conrad: It's useless in the face of a Wizard King, let alone four of us. No matter how many of the Magic Knights dare step up to challenge us. What could they hope to ever do in the face of such power? BESIDES, THESE ARE THE MAGIC KNIGHTS YOU HAVE RECRUITED IN YOUR TIME AS THE WIZARD KING? A peasant child with no magic like him?

Conrad stares at Asta as he glides on Edward's Ice Wedge Magic both disgusted yet shockingly with respect and then the prone body of Marx, who's sprawled and unconscious.

Asta: GAH!

Conrad: My how far has the country fallen Julius, on your watch.

Julius: You're... wrong, Conrad. You underestimate this generation of Magic Knights, they might just surprise you.

Conrad: Say that again?

Julius watches as Tyrus sends himself flying through the giant droid that drilled him in the jaw earlier, indicative that he used his Shatter Machine magic Spell before he looks at his predecessor once again.

Julius: You may think we're weak, fallen from grace but in reality, we're stronger than ever! We're not weak, not me nor are my Magic Knight Squads or their Captains!

Yami suddenly appears from a portal high above Edward who stumbles if only for a second, his guard completely exposed.

Yami: Dark Magic: Dark Cloaked, Lightless Blade Storm!

He slashes continously all directions, sending his magic slashes every which, hoping to have hit the aggressors or their magics.... in the dust, burst two of his peers, Aqua Deer Captain Rill Boismortier and the Coral Peacocks Captain the usually slumber induced Dorothy Unsworth along with Purple Orcas captain Kaiser Granvorka and signature member of the Crimson Lion Kings Leopold Vermillion. Dorothy throws up her signature peace sign, signifying her arrival to the battlefield.

Dorothy: Sorry we're late everyone! Big Sister Dorothy is on the case, ready to fight and she brought some ever mighty mages to help fight alongside you all!

Rill: Isn't that right, what IS that sinister magical power I'm feeding inspiration off of?! Heheheh.

Tyrus: Good to see you, Captains Rill and Dorothy!

Dorothy: Hey there, kiddo! Looking colder than ever!

Rill: Likewise, Tyrus! Why don't all of us pitch in and make this my greatest masterpiece yet, yeah?

Leo: Hey, there's only ice mage I claim as my rival! I'll take you on and defeat you here and now! HOW ABOUT I BURN YA TO ASH WITH MY RAGING FLAMES OF JUSTICE, OLD MAN?!

While everyone was springing into the action, Kaiser had been understandably shaking in his boots...

Kaiser: No... that silhouette... to think I would see you again in my lifetime!

Conrad: Greetings, Kaiser. I see you've become Captain of the Purple Orcas. It has truly been a long time, let's see if you've become any stronger in the last decade, shall we?

Asta regroups with the newly emerging Finral Roulacase and his Captain Yami Sukehiro, with Julius in tow, now that he had been separated from his long time arch rival and the man he succeeded as Wizard King.

Asta: Captain Yami!

Yami: My bad, kid. I was gonna come as soon as I could so I didn't miss the kids' fights but the bathroom was just calling my name and that what was taking me so long. So who the fuck are these guys, and how the hell did I miss 'em?

Asta: I'm not totally sure myself, they just sprung up outta nowhere during Yuno and I's fight and just started raisin' hell wherever they saw fit. I just know they're really bad and things aren't looking good for us!

Yami: Really? Super bad? Gotta brush up on your vocabulary there, kid.

Julius: However in this case, Asta isn't entirely far off. With our current unified forces, I don't see a viable way how we can defeat them. There.. is one option I can think of. Yami, I need you and the Black Bulls to head down to the Branch Zero Division of the Magic Tool Research Facility right now. Bring back the special tool we're co-developing with your very own Magic Knight, Nero.

Asta: Nero?

Yami: Wish I could, but I'm gonna pass.

Julius: HUH?!

Yami: I want to go, but someone's gotta protect your reverse-aging ass since Conrad's making it an obvious point you're a part of his plan whatever the fuck it is. You KNOW you need me, Julius. And I have zero interest in living my past failures all over again.

Julius looks at his former Aqua Deer subordinate with concern...

Julius: Y-Yami.

Yami: Look my stance ain't changing. If you need an errand boy to do it for ya, send this dope next to me. Kid, you're on.

Asta: M-Me?

Yami: Finral, you know what to do, you heard the boss. Join Asta, get to Branch Zero immediately, I'll deal with these clowns.

Finral: Sir, I'll get it on right away!

Asta immediately begins to protesting not realizing of the growing threat on his side

Asta: WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! I COULD STAY HERE AND HELP, OUR CHANCES GO DOWN HORRIBLY IF- UH?!

BOOOOOM!

Wedges of giants explode and rapidly grow, revealing the 20th Wizard King responsible.

Edward: Ahhh, so this is where you all were hiding yourselves. I suggest you stop running now and face me with all of your magic might.... otherwise I can't guarantee any of you a swift or merciful death.

Yami: Funny I was just thinking the same thing, Geezer.

The Black Bulls captain dances along the jagged formations of ice fixture, nearly getting his head taken off of the map by one!

Yami: HAAAA!

He slashes through but Edward casually sidesteps it.

Edward: Well now.

Yami: DON'T JUST SIT ON YOUR ASS KID, MOVE IT! LET ME DEAL WITH THEM AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! AND MAKE IT SNAPPY OR THERE WON'T BE ANYMORE ASSES TO KICK!

Asta: YES SIR, CAPTAIN YAMI!

Finral immediately gets his Spatial Magic going before a thunderous explosion is heard overhead and Asta turns to see Yami get smacked by a giant ice hand.

Asta: CAPTAIN YAMI!

Finral: Asta, quickly. I can't hold this portal much longer thanks to that black barrier overhead on top of all of us!

He begins to have a crisis. Either help his Captain or turn tail and run but he then hears two voices to snap him out of his spell. He looks up the find the couple he called his squadmates skating on Noelle's Water Magic, which was followed by being froze over by Tyrus's Ice Magic.

Noelle: Seriously Asta, how is this even a debate for you?!

Tyrus: You're a member of the Black Bulls, lock the hell in, dude! AND....

Noelle: Listen to your captain's direct orders!

Asta: AHHH!

Tyrus: Ladies first.

Noelle: Really, playing the chivalry card now? I suppose I can thank you.

She jumps through, as Tyrus thanks Finral for straining himself longer than he should have to as he then jumps after Asta and Noelle with his fellow noblemen jumping after him.

Finral: Thanks, Noelle and Tyrus!

Jester: Aww, what do you know? I didn't think such a magic would exist in this era... Oh well, I guess I can just analyze it later. OH MY-

He watches the quartet of Black Bulls vanish through Finral's distorted portal then another instance of spatial magic with Cob Portaport and Klaus evacuating terrified civilians out of the arena. He then avoids a stray wind blast before Rill springs into action.

Rill: Vouvire's Roar!

Jester quickly puts a barrier up.

BOOOM!

Jester: Okay, not too shabby I guess. I'm glad at least some of you got my attention.

Yami: Dark Magic, Dark Cloaked Black Blade!

Leo: Flame Magic: SPIRALLLLLL FLAMMMMMMEEES

It registers no effect as they then witness Edward stand high above an ice pinwheel!

Yami: Tch. Their defenses are getting more difficult and difficult to break through.

Julius: I must say. The kids have come far...

He smirks... only realizing his group and in particular his trio were just getting started.

Yami: Maybe.... but they've still got a long ways to go and plenty to learn. Figure it'll be a while before those three could ever fight alongside me without holding their captain back.

Kaiser: OOOFFF AHHHHHHH! Apologies, Yami and my liege. I wasn't able to contain them.

Julius: Please you're not to blame, Captain Granvorka.... you're doing everything you can.

Yami: Hell thanks to you, I was able to get some of my kiddies out for a very important errand run.

Conrad: You're all just wasting energy resisting against my power. When the Imperial Sword Elsdocia's magic is activated, the world and Clover Kingdom you know it as will forever be destroyed.

Yami: Seriously Leto, haven't you changed that idea at all in the past ten years, at least put a little sparkle on the top of it. So Imperial Sword, wasn't that the same shit that could absorb anyone's magical power, yeah? Until the wielder's ready to unleash it? Could he really destroy an entire country with that thing?

Julius: He certainly could, all Conrad needs is enough magic power stored in one complete setting. As it stands, he's already collected all of the magical power from the patrons in the stadium, mines included. The blade must be brimming with it. With his magic and the Imperial Sword Elsdocia.... Conrad's all that much closer to achieving his sinister goal. He could absolutely abuse the blade's power to no end with no consequence.

Conrad: I apologize did you say "misuse", Julius? I'm using the Imperial Sword to save this broken world. I feel this is the proper way to wield its power.

He activates his key magic once more, and just like that day ten years ago, multiple doors revealing themselves in a pyramid formation before Silver and Flames rain down upon him, revealing Nozel and Fuegoleon's long awaited debut.

Fuegoleon: I'm here and present, are you all right Wizard King, Sir?

Nozel: We're pleased to report we have completed the evacuation of the audience and entire stadium. Now we can safely quell Conrad's rebellion once more.

Conrad: Ah, Fuegoleon and Nozel. My, how you two have grown. Have you gotten stronger? It would truly be a shame befitting your regal stations if you could not muster a decent attack against like you didn't ten years ago.

Fuegoleon: In ten years... never did I think we would be subject to fighting this behemoth again.

Yami: Oh yeah... now it's starting to come back. Yep, we all got our asses whipped back then because of him. I remember Nozel basically crying, fell down and then promptly pissed himself not once but twice in twenty minutes. Didn't you, Braids?

Nozel: One more word about my trauma and I WILL drown you in liquid mercury, foreigner.

Yami looks at the other three Wizard Kings.

Yami: So any idea on the friends he brought alongside with him?

Fuegoleon: The woman herself is capable of producing magic soldiers whose strength is equal to if not slightly greater than her own. I remember my grandfather's journal speaking briefly about her and her overwhelming power, only because my sister Mereoleona was so encapsulated by it.

A drone lands in front of the remaining Black Bulls while Yuno desperately tries breaking through Jester's barriers with assistance from Rill.

Nozel: Not good, these are historical figures of the Clover Kingdom's past who have long passed away. Leaders of old.

Yami: Hang the fuck on, are you saying not one but three more former Wizard Kings have returned and come back from the actual grave? In that case, I can make a killing and the Black Bulls fucking richer than rich by getting these chumps' autograps and then selling it to the highest damn bidder.

Dorothy: Wait, did you say former Wizard Kings have been revived, Yami, my dear? I'm awake for a split second and the strangest things always happen! Way too crazy!

Rill: Yeah, all this fighting is giving unlimited inspiration! Then again... maybe now's not the time for that since my life's on the line here?

Conrad lands on his feet, Imperial Sword still in his control.

Conrad: I see you've gathered quite the formidable attack force, but playtime is now OVER!

He then grips Elsdocia with his two hands and then... STABS IT INTO THE GROUND, CAUSING MASSIVE TREMORS!

Conrad: You see everyone there are countless entry points where veins of mana interact with one another and each other. The Triumph Stadium happens to be one of the many veins I speak of. Ten years ago, I intentionally changed the arena's structure and turned it into a weapon of my own design and ambition. But you people stopped me before I could ever think about activating it.

The arena's stairs begin to crumble away and vanish, and then out of nowhere, the stadium quite literally begins to float. It splits apart at the seams.

Yami: HEADS UP!

The Captains and Wizard King split off as pillars emerge from the roots of the stadium, and Jester undoes his malicious barrier, upgrading it in favor of a brand new one and even wider one.

Conrad: The Festival Stadium. Otherwise known as Triumph, My "Flying Fortress". Now tell me, how is it, you all plan on escaping from here. Oh, Julius.... it's time I make up for all those years you so callously yanked away from me. How am I going to enjoy every moment of what I do to you, Novachrono.

F.W.C. 7,774 Words!

End of Part 2 of Killer Ice: Sword of the Wizard King