Occasionally, when one was standing right before the gates of death, certain memories would resurface as if wanting to accompany its owner on their journey.
More than two thousand years ago, inside one of the Magus Alliance's military bases, a group of one hundred people could be seen standing about. These people were young magus who had just been admitted to the newly-formed Magus Brigade's Platoon.
In this period, the now renowned Magus Academy had yet to form. Back then, regardless of experienced or inexperienced, young magus were sent directly from their homes to the Magus Alliance as tributes.
This particular day, however, started with quite a commotion. The reason for that was because among these hundred magus, there was a squad of twenty people composed entirely of half-blood magus.
"Hahaha," Someone's laughter echoed through the air. "No wonder it smells in here!"
