"One day, when people spoke of tricksters, filthy, dim-witted, or excessively comical clownish figures would no longer come to mind."
"Because of a certain 'Grand Trickster' living in the North District, they would hold this word in a little more respect."
"The tricksters of the North District would no longer be troubled by that title either... Perhaps their spellcasting abilities would still be lacking, but they would be enough to give them the courage to say no, enough strength to straighten their backs."
"That would be enough."
Colmar narrowed her eyes slightly and gazed at the silent gray-robed tricksters outside the window, murmuring the wish in her heart. Her voice was soft, but the words it carried were exceptionally heavy.
That weight intertwined with Colmar's snow-white silver hair, creating a suffocating pressure—Zheng Qing desperately needed a new topic to escape that feeling.
Clearly, Jiang Yu felt the same way.
"Before coming here, I thought I would see dragons coiling and phoenixes dancing all over the house," the witch said, holding a warm cup of orange juice as she tried to lighten the atmosphere. "...You became an Archwizard before even graduating from university, at less than twenty-four years old... You reached the rank of Archwizard even younger than Su Shijun's record back then."
Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly at those words, then slowly furrowed his brows.
Indeed, Colmar becoming an Archwizard was no small event, not only for the North District but for the entire Wizarding World. The school had every reason to celebrate such an achievement.
Yet if he had not followed Jiang Yu to the North District, to Gu Diao Street, he would not even have known about it!
The newspapers yesterday and today had focused most of their discussion on the half a street Lei Zhe and Augustus had