The next day, no one could shut up about the demon after learning of its existence. At this point, Arthur was begging for some peace and quiet.
"A mere demon is no match for me and my fire magic!" boasted one of the students not so far from him. Clearly, he had convinced the crowd that had gathered around with his silver tongue.
Arthur scoffed, watching them listen to the idiot's words as he continued to yap about his swordsmanship and magic. Surely he was in a lower section to speak so confidently about his swordsmanship.
The first lesson of the day had just come to an end and they were currently on a short break before the next professor comes in.
