Art's POV
The girl known as Valaria fascinated me.
She was the protagonist of this unfortunate world I had been transmigrated into. She was also the sole center of this world—one I couldn't exclude from my plans. And yet, what intrigued me most was one simple fact:
She never showed up as my student.
All people who recognized me as a form of master had their names recorded in the system—my system. But Val was different.
I recognized her as my student, and she saw me as a temporary teacher, yet she wasn't recorded by the system.
Was it because she had the status of the protagonist? Was I barred from influencing her directly? Or was there something more at play?
Right now, the only thing I knew was that this world had grown different. It was no longer the world I had read and played. To survive, I needed to adapt—which, honestly, wasn't a problem. Adaptation was my specialty.
