Last Wizard King's SSS-Level Magic system in Modern World-Chapter 111: A good invite- Part 1

"You’re wasting your time, Liam."

Liam didn’t react, though he was tempted to roll his eyes. Asger, the half-dragon currently curled up on his shoulder and hidden under a veil of magic, shifted lazily.

"These kids are nothing special. Why do you even care? If they don’t want to talk to you, don’t waste your time playing nice."

Liam ignored him.

It wasn’t like Asger understood. The half-dragon didn’t care about human social structures or the feeling of being an outsider.

He saw things in simple terms—power, hierarchy, strength. If someone wasn’t useful or interesting, they were irrelevant to him.

But for Liam, it wasn’t that simple.

Even if he didn’t want deep friendships, he knew the value of networking.

Staying completely isolated in the academy could put a target on his back. He needed to at least appear to be part of the student body, not some detached loner.

Still, despite his efforts, the results were clear.

As he took a seat in his next class, he could already feel the same pattern repeating. Students were polite, but distant. Conversations continued around him, but he wasn’t truly part of them.

’Fine. If they want to keep their distance, so be it.’

Liam focused on the lesson instead.

It wasn’t as if he needed them anyway.

By the time the first week had passed, Liam had settled into a routine.

He’d wake up early, do his morning training with Elder Erin, then head to the academy. He’d sit through lectures, barely interacting with anyone beyond necessary exchanges, and then head home.

He repeated this process every day.

The only real company he had was Asger, and while the half-dragon provided some form of amusement, his presence wasn’t exactly comforting.

Most of the time, he either made sarcastic comments or slept on Liam’s shoulder, uninterested in what was happening around them.

Liam wasn’t surprised that he hadn’t made any friends.

But what did surprise him was how little he was learning.

The academy was highly regarded, but for someone like Liam, most of the classes were disappointingly basic.

He had expected at least some new insights, but so far, everything they covered was knowledge he had already taught himself.

Even in combat training, where he had hoped to challenge himself, the students were restricted to practicing with controlled, low-level spells.

The instructors encouraged safety over pushing limits, which meant Liam had to hold back more than he wanted to.

’I’m wasting my time here.’

That thought lingered at the back of his mind more often than he liked.

He tried to remind himself that it was only the first week. Maybe things would get better once he advanced to more complex subjects.

Maybe the instructors were holding back until they assessed everyone’s abilities properly.

But still, he couldn’t shake the growing feeling of disappointment.

Even though he had set low expectations, he hadn’t expected to feel like he was stagnating so soon.

One evening, after another uneventful day, Liam sat on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Asger was curled up at his feet, his tail lazily flicking back and forth.

"You look like you’re thinking too hard. You gonna complain about how boring your classes are again?"

Asger commented, not bothering to open his eyes.

Liam sighed. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"No."

A pause.

"But it’s frustrating."

Asger snorted.

"Then do something about it. Go find a real fight or train properly instead of wasting time with those weaklings. Don’t you have a dungeon you can run?"

Liam didn’t respond right away.

He had been avoiding doing anything that would draw attention to himself, but maybe Asger had a point.

If he kept holding back, he was only going to keep feeling unsatisfied.

The academy might not challenge him the way he wanted, but that didn’t mean he had to sit around and accept it.

Maybe it was time to start looking for opportunities elsewhere.

Liam’s eyes narrowed in thought.

He would give the academy another week.

If things didn’t improve, he would start taking matters into his own hands.

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’Ugh, this is so boring. Thankfully, I was able to find a few places I can hunt and gain EXP. But it is hard to find anything that is good.’

Liam sighed as he sat down on the table out in the open.

Liam was worried about finding a suitable dungeon when he suddenly felt someone sit beside him. The familiar sensation of magic brushing against his own made him tense, and he quickly turned his head.

Victor.

Liam’s body reacted before his mind could, his muscles tightening as he prepared to leave. But before he could get up, Victor spoke.

"I have a peace offering."

Liam ignored him. He didn’t trust Victor in the slightest, and acknowledging him would only encourage further interaction.

Victor, undeterred, let out a light chuckle.

"Oh? Not interested? That’s disappointing. I thought this would be useful to you."

Liam didn’t take the bait, but when Victor placed something on the table, curiosity made him glance down. His eyes immediately caught the golden shimmer of a B-Class dungeon pass.

Liam’s fingers twitched. A B-Class dungeon was far beyond what most first-years could access. If he could enter, it would be an opportunity to gain real combat experience, level up, and practice his magic.

But this was Victor offering it.

Liam narrowed his eyes.

"What’s the catch?"

Victor’s grin widened.

"No catch. Not yet, anyway. Let’s just say I like you, Liam. I want to see how you’ll grow."

Liam’s instincts screamed that this wasn’t a simple favor. Asger, hidden on his shoulder and shielded by magic, scoffed.

"Don’t trust him,"

The half-dragon muttered in Liam’s mind.

Liam knew that. But he also knew an opportunity when he saw one.

His gut told him that this was a risk worth taking.

Without another word, Liam took the pass and slid it into his pocket.

Victor chuckled.

"Smart choice. Then, see you around, Liam."

Then, standing up, he dusted off his coat and stepped away.

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