180 Endgame

“Yes, Professor Hwang. Thank you for your help. Yes, yes, I’ll come visit you sometime when I have the chance. Yes.”

Four years had passed since Raon’s clan leader had been bedridden with a myocardial infarction.

Kim Seokil, serving as acting clan leader in his father’s place, slowly stroked his chin after ending his phone call with Professor Hwangbo Heum, a distinguished professor in Princeton University’s Department of Magic and an elder professor affiliated with the Sephiron Foundation.

‘A second-year? Elementary division...?’

Acting Raon clan leader Kim Seokil burst out laughing, dumbfounded by Professor Hwang’s words.

A deep sigh followed, so hollow that it made all his running around to various academies to recruit someone named NoName feel pointless.

Outstanding mages were walking corporations all by themselves.

It was famous that one young theoretical mage affiliated with Raon had paid twenty billion won in income taxes alone last year.

But like any other clan, Raon was not a corporation, merely an association formed by individuals, and under tax law it was treated as a joint business where multiple people worked at a single place of business.

Thus, even if he found it distasteful as clan leader for people to disclose their income so carelessly, it was not something he had the authority to interfere with. It was, after all, an individual’s freedom...