In the bustling heart of Ur’s commercial district stood a super-sized building so unique in scale and presence even among the towering skyscrapers—the Ivory Tower. And today, a procession of students was making their way toward it.0

“Whew… whew…”0

“If I just do well in the presentation…”1

“Please, I just need to be able to cast my spell without a hitch…”0

Each student approaching the Ivory Tower gazed up at it with stomachs filled with butterflies, their expressions fraught with nerves. There was one student who was filled with so much anxiety that they dashed into an alleyway to vomit and another who froze in place, unable to take another step forward.0

However, unlike everyone else, there was one student among them who wore an amused expression as he watched everyone else: Lee Se-Hoon.0

I didn’t expect there to be this many participants.0

He had expected that only somewhat famous students would participate, but that expectation was soon shattered when he saw what seemed to be most of the magic-involved student body around him. There were even fourth-years, who were usually seldomly seen due to being busy with their hero duties, present in large numbers.0

The massive amount of people drawn honestly made Se-Hoon feel slightly awed.0

The Ivory Tower is really recognized for its significance, huh?0

To him, it had always merely been a large scholarship foundation, but now he knew that the Ivory Tower wielded far more influence than he thought in the magic industry.0

Then, those Dawn guys must have infiltrated deeper than I th...0