I stared intently at the guy.

The name tag on his chest read [Min Tae-hoon].

‘This guy is definitely a Demonfolk.’

At first, I thought I might have misread him, but focusing my magical energy confirmed it. The dark aura emanating from him was unmistakably the filthy magic unique to Demonfolk.

‘But how did this guy get in?’

It was strange. Of course, I knew that the male quota system typically didn’t perform strict skill or magical aptitude tests, allowing students to enter randomly. If that weren’t the case, I wouldn’t have been able to get in either.

However, when …