A Prototype

"We'll be discussing wizard meditation in this lesson."

Deep in the Abyss, inside a vast classroom.

Arthur stood quietly at the front of the classroom. He was wearing a black robe and holding a pointer, calmly watching the Lesser Demons seated below as he explained the material he had compiled.

Yes, at that moment, he was none other than a teacher.

There was no helping it.

In the Material World, ordinary talent was easy enough to find, but talent like Mages was exceedingly rare.

Mages were rare talents. Each one had a prestigious status, and they were powerful, too.

The Church of Destruction could find a few ordinary Mages, but finding several that met Arthur's standards was probably beyond the abilities of a single Church of Destruction.

Besides, given how backward the Mages of this world were, Arthur looked down on the Mages of the Material World as well. So he decided to teach personally.

He personally compiled a basic Meditation Method, along with various textbooks for wizards. Then he took a position as a teacher at the academy, becoming an instructor in the wizard system.

Compared with the wizard instructors of the Wizard World, Arthur had one major advantage: he was never short of students.

The Demons in his territory had all been created through repeated adjustments to their Bloodline Marks. Arthur's bloodline ran through their bodies, making them his direct descendants in a sense.

Given Arthur's powerful nature, his direct descendants naturally weren't lacking in wizard talent. Every one of them had the aptitude, and quite a few Demons were exceptionally gifted.

So, at that moment, Arthur was serving as their wizard teacher, and he was practically run off his feet.

There were at least a hundred Demons seated in this classroom alone.

Most of them were Young