Kaecilius

"According to the original timeline, I would have returned to Eternity's embrace at Kaecilius's hands."

Simply put, Ancient One had grown tired of it all and wanted to "seek death," only to die in Kaecilius's sneak attack. It was truly an absurdly dramatic way to die.

"And now, Kaecilius seems dissatisfied with his own talent. He wants to grow stronger, has contacted Dormammu, and intends to bring Dormammu to Earth. I have no idea how he was deceived."

Speaking of her disciple, Ancient One was truly helpless. Why refuse to be a proper human and insist on becoming Dormammu's lackey?

But thinking back, mages had truly been scarce in those days. To find suitable mages and expand their ranks, Ancient One had practically worn herself out, to the point of pulling her hair out. It was a new era, after all. Who still believed in something like magic?

In the past, Ancient One's requirements for taking disciples had been extremely low. As long as someone was interested in magic and had even a little talent for it, she would accept them. As a result, there were many apprentices among the mages who were simply beyond saving. Quite a few apprentices among the Sanctum Mages were so weak that they did not even qualify as cannon fodder.

But now, Ancient One had far too many outstanding apprentices to choose from. China's enormous population, combined with the many students who were talented, of good character, and respectful toward their teachers, made Ancient One greatly enjoy her current life.

As for the Eternal Great God's summons?

Who the hell cared?

Ancient One did not want to die so early now. Wasn't living good? She could also train countless outstanding mages. Ancient One particularly enjoyed that feeling. Like a diligent gardener, she was passionate