"Woohoo! Let's go, Lyrian!" Alten exclaimed from his seat. He was genuinely happy to see his friend excel.
As the noise began to settle down, Julius took a deep breath to speak, "I think we have a clear winner here, folks! Lyrian, please step forward."
Lyrian walked up and stood beside Julius at the front of the stage, as another small flutter of claps sounded. Amused faces were spread throughout the entire banquet, from the teachers to the students, to other figures.
Lyrian noticed the faces of all of his teachers somewhere in the crowd. All of them stared at him with prideful grins on their faces, as if to say, "That's right... that's my student."
Granweid, however, had his hands placed on his head. He was freaking out right now. "Oh my god! A Paragon Magus!" He almost felt like crying with joy as he spoke those words and rambled around aimlessly.
