Black Clover: Strongest Mage - Chapter 11

Athos knew about the Demon Monster that once destroyed these magical lands, the skeletal remains of the colossal Demon Monster was the main training ground for Athos, he absorbed most of the remaining life-force and mana from the dead demon. Demon’s in this world was not entirely immortal however their powerful dark mana could still last and not vanish, in fact, the demon’s own dark mana was immortal. This was a good source of dark mana for Athos who had the bloodline of a powerful Dragon know as Acnologia and Thunder Dragon Slayer Magic. It was a powerful and deadly combination that made every mage in this world look like ants.

Athos punched and kicked Asta with a bunch of skilled Judo and Kung-Fu moves. In about 5secs Asta got his a.s.s kicked by Athos, blood was covered all Asta’s dumb face.

“Come on. Get up,” Athos cracks his knuckles.

“AAAAAAH! I WILL BEAT YOU!” Asta roars out as he coughs out blood.

‘Damn this idiot doesn’t know when to quit. His pitiful tendency is impressive,’ Athos gets into a fighting stance again, Asta had not laid one hit on Athos face.

Asta went for an upper-cut punch but missed as Athos dogged and did a side-tiger kick on Asta’s ribs!

“Gaaaaaah!” Asta flew onto a tree and was easily defeated.

“That is enough for today. Tomorrow the Grimoire Acceptance Ceremony begins.” Athos said without looking at Asta. He only showed his back. Athos was going to test out all of his magic tomorrow before the grimoire ceremony. He had been cultivating all of his magic for about 7 years now, but hasn’t found anyone worthy to use it on. Maybe that would soon change when Yuno and Asta get their Grimoires.

“Good Luck Asta,” Athos said his final words to Asta and walks out of the forest. He had trained his body’s core and felt more faster and amped up for the Grimoire ceremony. His spare with Asta prepared his mind, body, and soul for an important day. He would finally get his Grimoire!

In the distance of the forest, a secretive person watched the whole fight. “That boy’s powerful mana is perfect for a demonic summoning. Haha,” darkly chuckles a man who was wearing a black cloak. His name was Revchi, a man with a dark soul and mind, he was waiting for the perfect time to strike. That time would be tomorrow in the Grimoire ceremony. Chains wrapped around his black grimoire as he sinisterly smiled.

Athos walks back home and spends some time with Sister Lily. He massages her back and rubs her t.h.i.g.hs after she had a long day of working in the farm and healing some injured mages who traveled to their village for cheap healing.

“Oh that feels so good Athos, you really know how to make a woman feel so special. Are you ready for tomorrows Ceremony?” She asked with a s.e.xy soft voice as Athos massaged her shiny milky t.h.i.g.hs and shoulders.

“Of course I am ready. But are you ready?” Athos kisses Sister Lily and holds her thick t.h.i.g.hs tightly. He was done waiting…