The Man Who Will Become Magic Emperor

"But that kid has no magic power. What the Magic Knights have always pursued is magic power and magic."

Before Yami could answer, Finral beside him voiced his opinion first.

With his insight, he could not tell that the short boy was using Anti-Magic. He simply assumed that the boy had trained his body to gain tremendous strength, allowing him to defeat his opponent.

But the body had limits. No matter how much one trained it, one would only become a powerful warrior. He could join the army, but he was not suited for the Magic Knights.

If you had no magic power and could not cast magic, how could you become a powerful mage?

"I'm rather interested in this kid too. Let's watch a little longer. If he truly has the determination, it's not impossible to consider him."

Yami snuffed out the cigarette in his hand.

For someone with no magic power, it was easy to imagine how much discrimination he had suffered since childhood.

Despite so much discrimination, he had not become Blackened. Instead, he still maintained such a positive attitude and firmly believed that he could become Magic Emperor.

Yami rather appreciated fools like that.

As for what Finral had said, perhaps other captains would care, but Yami had never cared about such things. Otherwise, he would not have recruited so many oddballs.

The members of his squad probably would not have been accepted by any captain in the other squads.

"Looks like I won't need to use psychological suggestion."

Seeing Yami's attitude, George knew there would not be much of a problem.

"Next, number 165!"

Hearing his number called, the short boy stepped out of the crowd. The outcome was obvious—none of the captains raised their hands to accept him.

The other eight captains thought the