Being at the peak of his life, Zephyr experienced true happiness for the first time. The triumphant return trip back to his hometown with the protection of an intermediate mage made him wear a wide smile.
The soul saw everything happening from the perspective of Zephyr, so he couldn't personally see the smile. But he could feel his lips curling upwards occasionally.
After returning home, the first thing Zephyr saw was his frowning uncle. He was gritting his teeth and trying to stay as calm as he could.
Zephyr smiled widely.
Among the people who wanted to see him lose, the uncle was first. And he for certain didn't like how he left home to become a mage. However, there was nothing he could do anymore.
For the first time, Zephyr mattered more in the family than everyone else. To be the top scorer in the mage selection examination and to be selected to join Storm Tower was an honour that none of the mages in their family line had.
