[Third Person's PoV]
On the left side of the room stood the Silver Eagle squad, with two members and their captain, along with a member of the Blue Rose and their captain. Opposite them were a member of the Crimson Lion, their captain, and three members of the Golden Dawn.
Julius went to the grand seat in front of everyone and announced, "Now then, let the distinguished service ceremony begin!"
He began calling out names, squad affiliations, star counts, achievements, and new rankings.
He called upon Leopold Vermillion, a member of the Crimson Lion and younger brother of Crimson Lion leader Fuegoleon; Sol Marron of the Blue Rose Knights; Nebra Silva and Solid Silva of the Silver Eagle; and finally Alecdora Sandler, Shiren Tium, and Hamon Caseus of the Golden Dawn.
After finishing the announcements, Julius turned to everyone with a smile. "Well done, all of you! Alright, everyone, we've got a simple reception set up, so enjoy yourselves."
He then added, "Oh right, I forgot to mention, we have some special guests with us today. Make sure to get to know each other well."
Everyone turned to see Stephen and the others standing awkwardly until Stephen gave a small wave with a smile.
Noelle immediately grabbed his hand and pulled it down, glaring. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" she whispered harshly.
"I panicked! They were all staring at us; I thought waving was at least polite!" Stephen whispered back, embarrassed.
…
They soon found themselves in a large ballroom filled with tables and food, though the Wizard King seemed to have other plans and had left.
Noelle looked down anxiously without saying much, while Stephen, Asta, and Wanda were simply enjoying the food.
"Oh my god! Stephen, Wanda, you should try the meat, it's so good!" Asta exclaimed, stuffing his face.
"Talk about high-class stuff," Stephen remarked, eating casually.
Wanda was more reserved but seemed to enjoy the food as much.
Mimosa approached Stephen shyly. "Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all, go ahead," Stephen replied, scooting over.
They overheard murmurs. "Vulgar peasants," someone muttered.
"Why would the Wizard King invite such lowborn scum?"
"I can't sense any magic from that rat. The dungeon capture must have been sheer luck."
"Just look at how they eat, disgusting."
"It's unnatural for commoners like them to be here… Misfits."
Wanda and Mimosa looked uncomfortable, but when they glanced at Stephen and Asta, they found them chuckling to each other.
"Wow, they really are gunning for you, huh, Asta," Stephen teased as he chuckled.
"Hehe, Hey they're talking about you too, you know," Asta replied, food in his mouth.
Seeing their nonchalant demeanor, the others blinked in surprise.
"Your squad has its own peasant, doesn't it?" Leopold said with a smirk.
"A peasant celebrated for having a four-leaf grimoire, yet who doesn't know his place."
Leopold smirked at a Golden Dawn member. "I would have handled that dungeon capture mission much better."
"Impressive self-confidence, Crimson brat. Not that we expect much from a peasant like him. We're the ones who truly embody the Golden Dawn ideals," Alecdora said coldly, looking at Leopold.
Asta and Yuno stared quietly while Stephen picked up a small dessert.
"If I could just say—" Klaus began, only for Alecdora to interrupt.
"You too, Klaus! With your skills and talent, aren't you ashamed to be here?" He turned to Mimosa. "Mimosa, I heard you not only got wounded early in the dungeon and had to leave the front lines. But you're also engaged to a peasant. You, a Vermillion royal—ridiculous, ludicrous."
Mimosa looked down. "I'm terribly sorry—"
"Oi, oi. If I were you, I'd watch who you're talking to like that," Stephen said, setting down his treat. "You can talk all you want about me, but I won't let you speak to her that way," he added, dusting off his hands and glaring coldly.
"Stephen, it's alright," Mimosa said, appreciative but shaking her head.
"No, it's not alright. No one talks to you that way when I'm around," Stephen retorted. "Who the hell do you think you are? Just because you were born into nobility do you think you get to treat and talk to people like that, especially when that person is my fiance? Newsflash—it doesn't."
"Stephen…" Mimosa muttered, touched.
Before Alecdora could retort, someone else interjected. "Hehehe, let's not get sidetracked. If we're talking about misfits, it's you, isn't it, Noelle? A record-breaking embarrassment who can't even control her magic properly!"
"Big brother Solid…" Noelle muttered, anxiety increasing.
Another snicker followed. "You were practically exiled from the Silva family. I'm surprised you had the nerve to return to the noble realm."
"Big sister Nebra…" Noelle's anxiety grew with every word.
A third figure stepped forward. "Excited over a single success… Did you come to bring shame to the Silva name? You don't belong here. Leave this place, you failure!"
Stephen and Asta both snapped, veins visible on their foreheads as they gritted their teeth.
"Big brother Nozel…" Noelle began to shake with fear. She bit her lip and tried to walk away, tear pooling around her eyes, but Stephen grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"You don't have to run, especially not from bastards like these. They don't deserve a single tear from you," he said, his face contorted in rage as his blue eyes glowed bright gold.
Meanwhile, Asta jumped onto a table, clenching his fist. "Since you were called here, I thought you'd be amazing people. Guess I was wrong! YOU'RE NO DIFFERENT FROM EVERYONE ELSE! WHO CARES IF WE BELONG OR NOT!? JUST WATCH— I'M GONNA—"
[Sand Binding Magic: Sand Box]
Alecdora activated his magic, saying, "That's far enough, scoundrel. A gnat like you shouldn't be permitted to speak! Silence!"
As he hurled his magic towards Asta, Stephen's hand suddenly appeared in front of his face, taking him by surprise. He grabbed Alecdora by the face and slammed him to the ground with enough force to crack the marble floor. Everyone was shocked; they hadn't even seen him move.
"That was for Mimosa," Stephen said as magic circles glowed around his legs and forearms, while Asta drew his sword, nullifying Alecdora's spell with a single slash of his sword.
"I'M NOT SHUTTING UP! I'M GOING TO STACK UP RESULTS UNTIL I BECOME THE WIZARD KING AND SILENCE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!" Asta shouted, pointing his sword at everyone.
Stephen then became a golden blur, appearing before Nozel. "Now apologize!" he demanded, his golden eyes blazing as he stood protectively in front of Noelle.
"Become… Wizard King?" Solid and Nebra repeated, then burst out laughing.
Their grimoires activated as they shouted, "DON'T BE RIDICULOUS!"
[Water Binding Magic: Sea Serpent's Coil]
[Mist Binding Magic: Mist Spider Threads]
As the massive spells charged towards Asta, he swung his sword in a wide arc, dispelling them in one slash and creating a powerful gust of wind.
As the gust passed Nozel and Stephen, Nozel's hair whipped back, while Stephen's cloak billowed behind him.
Nozel released a crushing amount of mana pressure, enough to force most people to their knees. "Do you think that just because you took down a regular Magic Knight, you can contend with a captain? Such arrogance."
Nozel was surprised to see Stephen standing firm, unaffected by the mana pressure. Stephen, in turn, unleashed his own, creating a powerful wind as golden mana flared around him, the sound of his cloak flapping apparent.
"No, it's not to show I could defeat you, but to show what happens when someone disrespects those I care about," Stephen said as sparks flew between his golden mana and Nozel's silver one
Nozel's eyes twitched in annoyance as he intensified his pressure, and a large silver eagle appeared behind him.
"I retaliate," Stephen declared, his pressure increasing as everything began to shake. His golden magic circles glowed, his cloak flapping in the growing wind. His mana pressure solidified, creating a towering figure of himself with multiple arms, each performing a different hand sign around him, one arm crossed over his chest, and a hand holding up two fingers in front of his giant face. Its eyes were closed except for a third eye in the middle of its forehead.
"So before I show you what true retaliation looks like, apologize for what you said to Noelle," Stephen demanded coldly. "Because she's far from a failure."
Noelle placed a hand over her mouth, tears welling up. "Stephen…"
Mimosa smiled slightly, looking over at Noelle, her smile then turned slightly weary towards the end when she saw the look Noelle was giving him and honestly she couldn't blame her.
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