Nightfall stained the sky like ink.
A silver moon hung high overhead.
Casting its cold, clear radiance over a vast, boundless prairie somewhere in the Summer District.
The night wind swept past.
Waves of grass half a man tall rose and fell with a rustling whisper, as though countless living creatures were murmuring among themselves.
In the western part of the prairie.
A short, sturdy, agile figure danced beneath the moonlight, dual swords in hand.
"Madada!"
Asta roared.
The Demon-Slayer Sword in his right hand swept out with a piercing howl.
Though the broad, heavy Claymore had no edge.
It unleashed terrifying power through the boy's astonishing arm strength.
Wherever the sword wind passed, three trolls wielding clubs were blasted away on the spot.
Their massive bodies traced arcs through the air before crashing down more than a hundred meters away.
Almost at the same moment.
Asta lightly turned the Demon-Dweller Sword in his left hand, sending it forth like a venomous snake striking from its hole.
The slender, sharp light sword precisely pierced another troll's throat.
The tip burst out through its neck, spraying dark-purple blood.
"Eighteen. Finally finished them all."
Asta let out a breath and enjoyed the night breeze carried by the moonlight.
Liebe, the "little devil" perched on his shoulder, lazily crossed his legs.
"Total points: 821."
Liebe suddenly announced the number, his crimson eyes full of helplessness.
"According to the real-time rankings provided by the detector bracelet."
"Even the hundredth-ranked contestant has over 1,000 points by now."
After hearing that, Asta irritably scratched his hedgehog-like gray hair.
Only the Grimoire emblazoned with a Black Clover pattern, radiating an ominous red glow.
Floated silently before him like a mute guardian.
He raised a hand and opened the points rankings.
When he saw Yuno's name prominently placed