Devil's Downfall

The selection between a hotel room or the dorm is usually simple, the dorm is cheaper and has more utilities, well some pick the hotel for privacy. Yes, medium price rooms don't require roommates but money can be tough for new adults. 

William is left with no choice but the cheapest student dorm. Opening the door the smell of body odor, and chips sept into his nose. A man bigger than a truck, rounder than an air balloon sits there lifting weights. He was so big it makes you wonder how much he eats. His height even out sizing William's master at 7 foot 2. 

"Hello new guy." He pushed out his sweaty hand. "I'm a second year, name is Lance."

William begrudgingly takes his hand.

"Im william."

"Ahh, you're that guy, adds up. That's your bed." He pointed at the side of the room, there sits a bed covered in trash. "Don't mind the garbage." He smirked, although you could barely tell through his fat. "We just had a party."

This left William confused. "But it's the first day?" He asked.

"Yeah." He said in a tone as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

"You just moved in?"

"Yeah." Again a simple and arrogant response. 

"Cool." William went with it. Dusting the crud off his bed. William took a seat, Lance did the opposite, standing tall, almost hitting his head on the ceiling. 

"I'm out." He immediately left.

****

In a house within the city. 

There are dorms for teachers two, but they are only for second year teachers and up. For now Leo's just staying in Grant's house. Grant chose to be in the dorms to stay as close to Saints Hand as possible, in case an incident happens again. 

The second day began, and the first period came and went. They practiced against each other showing immediate outliers. William of course showed his skill with zero losses, next up though absent for half the class came Alexander who only lost to William. Dom did good, but refused any matches against the other two. Cassandra, although apparently a little injured, did great. A kid named Rook came up next, he showed mastery of hook style combat. 

Leo prepared himself, and as soon as he did, the next class came wandering in through the door. Leo almost forgot he taught multiple classes. Survival martial arts, it's an elective. The class mixes survival training and the use of martial arts against say animals.

Animals at times can be more terrifying than any monster, the thing is just like humans animals are capable of using magic. They usually know how to use it much more naturally than humans. This means to be capable of taking down a bear, a tiger, or a lion, could be just as praiseworthy as killing a dragon.

The class won't even dare to prepare them to fight these, at most Leo will teach them how to get away. The best he can teach how to fight is mountain lions, bison, and wolves, which all could easily kill you even if you are prepared. Next is survival training which is arguably even harder than dealing with the monsters. Poisonous food, deadly climate, and horrifying weather, which can all terrifyingly easily lead to your end. 

A couple lectures on plants and the class ended nice and smoothly. Next came break periods which due to Leo's lacking skills he has been assigned to watch other teachers. Whether by coincidence or meddling by Saints Hand, he ended up shadowing Grant. 

Grant gave a light bow, which caught him off guard.

"How was your morning?" He asked. 

"Fine, thanks for asking." Leo said with hesitation.

"So vice leader how am I doing as a, what did you say it was, teacher."

"Who am I talking to?"

"Markess of course."

"Ha, what, hmm." Leo mumbled.

The sight in front of him was one hell of a scene. It was like a child playing doctor, his lessons although sounding complex are just a whole bunch of gibberish. However to Leo's surprise there was someone in the crowd of confused birds who nodded along, in fact the lesson would pause just for him to ask questions.

"How do you calculate that magic?"

"Like this." He showed how to do it on the board. Witch was now filled with numbers sliding, wishing to overlap each other. "Do you understand?"

"That's what I thought."

The thing is he never explained, he just wrote on the bord, and when he did explain he just told you the best way to kill a demon.

When the class ended Leo learned twenty new ways to cut, blast, bludgeon, burn, and a couple other ways to destroy a demon's head. Not that he knew exactly what a demon was. There's biblical and a couple other ones explained by religion and conspiracy, but none that he would have to destroy the head of. The next class he taught was completely Normal, stuff about how you kill werewolves and some other Siren and Goliath class monsters. 

He came to Leo with confusion on his face.

"When did you get here?" Grant asked with exhaustion.

"Grant?" I ask.

"Yes, that's my name, is there something you needed?"

"No, No, I'm just shadowing."

"Oh, right."

That last class went much the same, and that ended the school day.