Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy
Chapter 770

I’ll think about it again later.

After wrapping the black book up tight and sealing it at the bottom of his bag—the black book vibrating as if to say that would accomplish absolutely nothing—Lee Han headed for Dark Hall.

Ogoldos, whom he had not seen in a while, waved cheerfully when Ogoldos spotted him.

“Wardanaz. Good to see you.”

“It’s been a while, Senior. You look tired. Did something happen?”

“Nothing major. I’ve just been thinking about dark magic items that might actually sell.”

Lee Han’s eyes widened.

Ogoldos’s eyes were sunken, as if Ogoldos had been up all night thinking.

After hesitating over whether to say it or not, Ogoldos finally spoke.

“Wardanaz. I respect how you feel, but…”

“?”

“Dark magic just doesn’t make money. Don’t push yourself for no reason.”

“……”

Lee Han was dumbfounded by the way this upperclassman opened with such brutal encouragement.

“Don’t you only know after you try?”

“Sometimes there are things you know without trying. Which way the sun rises, how evil the Skull Principal is… dark magic feels like one of those things too.”

After saying that, Ogoldos went inside Dark Hall. From behind, Ogoldos’s drooping shoulders looked especially narrow and small.

“Ahem. Young Wardanaz.”

This time, Professor Mortum approached. Lee Han bowed politely.

“Good day, Professor. Thank you for granting my request.”

“A request…”

Professor Mortum fell into thought.

This student in front of Mortum had gathered not only the upperclassmen of the dark magic school, but even a professor, and petitioned them all to sit down and think about magic together.

Professor Mortum had been tired and annoyed enough to refuse, but the student had not stopped persuading.

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