Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

Eun Gwang-go Eun Hwi-gwan, the chairman’s office.

Dokgo Mi-ro remained beside his friend’s traces and his classmate’s clone.

There was no telling when Hwang-ho would be able to move, or if he would have enough time to devote to this clone, or if Cheong-ho would return, but Dokgo Mi-ro simply waited.

He knew that even if Dokgo Mi-ro was here, it would be of no help to the nobles who were fighting a big fight.

In fact, it was painful to see Hwang-ho’s strong clone or Cheong-ho’s traces in this place, but he could endure it.

There was something else that was difficult to endure.

It was Yong Je-geon’s existence.

“How long are you going to wait? Until the sun rises? Or until the third match starts? Or forever? I’ll go watch when the match starts. If you’re not going to go, I’ll tell you.”

“Just wait.”

“Miroya, if you wish, you need a price.”

It seemed that the wish to silence Yongjegeon would require a greater price than reviving the memories of the mythical clan.

Dokgo Miro seriously considered negotiating with the god of wishes who had the power.

As he seriously considered the possibility of negotiation and the price based on his thoughts based on his irritation and anger toward Yongjegeon, his suffering subsided somewhat.

His head became somewhat cold, and it seemed that Yongjegeon had deliberately incited him to do so, but it was more likely that the dragon clan of the play world had been talking too much for his own enjoyment.

In any case, as Yongjegeon had said, it was something he couldn’t wait for forever.

“I thought you would come to greet me in person rather than waiting, but you’re unexpected. Or you would ask me to help your friend even if it meant paying a price.”

Yongjegeon said with narrowed eyes.

The eyes that shined like Yeouiboju looked at Dokgo Mi-ro.

Yong Je-geon's words were light, but if you listened to them, they could be interpreted as criticism.

It seemed like he was pressuring Dokgo Mi-ro, asking why he was just waiting when there was no other way.

Dokgo Mi-ro, who was halfway into the entertainment industry where the public constantly evaluates the subject, was somewhat accustomed to such tests.

Dokgo Mi-ro looked straight into Yong Je-geon's eyes and answered.

"That's because Teacher Yong is here."

"Because I am?"

"If you were short on power, you wouldn't be here. Also, it would be much more fun to get involved in the fights of the mythical world's powerful families than to watch me cry and tease me, so why would you be here? You'd be wasting your time in a place like this because you'd be a nuisance."

Yong Je-geon laughed heartily as he heard those words, but there was nothing wrong with Dokgo Mi-ro's words.