0 – Prologue
Received a disciple.
If someone were to ask me how I had accepted disciples, I would have hesitated.
Because he took a slave bought from the slave market as his disciple.
If it were me at the time I first stepped into this world, I would never have been a slave, but as time passed and I got used to this world, slaves were just slaves.
At first, they were slaves purchased for the purpose of doing simple housework.
It was only a few days after the slave came to my house that I noticed the change.
“What are you doing?”
The slave was reading a magic book that I wrote myself in my study.
I wasn’t particularly angry.
I couldn’t help but be surprised when I raised my hand with the intention of giving her a little scolding.
“How…… Did you do it?”
This is because a round light source was created at the girl’s fingertips and was dyeing the study.
A magic that I can only create theories for and cannot use myself.
The girl was using it just for reading a book.
The girl silently pointed the light source made of magic at me and said.
“Take me as a disciple.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha.”
Laughter burst out.
I fell into this world and was obsessed with survival more than anyone else. This magic was created with all my heart.
But the magic I couldn’t use.
The child using the magic was threatening my life.
There was only one stance I would take.
“Starting today, I am your teacher. Disciple!”
‘Even if I pass by it, it looks like it.’
Because I knew the power of magic better than anyone else, I had no choice but to surrender to the little girl.