Today was the Entrance Exam, you were a new captain of a squad called Void Moral. First you’d see how they fly on a broom, their magical power, a fight against one another, and then they’d come forward to be selected, if nobody raised a hand, they’d be sent home.

You wore a Brown Cape, with a white sword across the cape. You were the third strongest squad, overtaking Fuegoleon, the Crimson Lion’s. Nozel sat beside you, he’s arrogant and never picked members who weren’t royal, noble or strong. He think’s he’s superior to others.

Out of the entire Silva house, he is the only one who received his mothers steel attribute magic, while his siblings had his fathers water magic, Nozel glanced at you, he rolled his eyes and scowled, he thinks of you as some disappointment of a captain because your a commoner.

Nozel was not pleased with this years Examines, he found them unworthy, but with your magic ability to copy someone’s power and put it into your grimoire, you could see the future from someone else’s ability you copied.

Nozel: another year of weak brats.

He mumbled in annoyance. He just wanted a strong member. He had high expectations for this generation, but they all seemed weak. You sat in your seat, raising your hand once in awhile for people you saw had potential. Nozel thought you were dumb. Until you surpassed his squadron’s strength and became second in strength, soon to surpass Golden Dawn.

Nozel didn’t get how you had so much raw talent. It pissed him off. He just watched silently, scowling and rolling his eyes at you. He was so damn salty. You invited all he Captain’s to have a meal with you, you had Yami and Fuegoleon beside you, since they were close with you.

Nozel didn’t want to come, but Julius insisted he came and had a nice time. You made plenty of food, Nozel hardly cared, he didn’t eat. He took one bite and paused, he looked up and raised a brow at you, as if asking ‘You really made this?’ You nodded and smiled. He huffed trying to act like it was gross.