When Moss's mother finished speaking, he heard a middle-aged man's resounding voice echo from the room, "Don't worry about it. It's just a test. White Deer High has been undergoing reforms recently to increase students' practical experience. Moreover, the school usually chooses Mystic Realms that aren't too dangerous."
"Hmm, I guess you're right. B-But it's our son's first Mystic Realm test. Although he has awakened the Wine Mage class, it's not the best. I'm worried that he'll get a low ranking and feel discouraged."
Moss could tell that his parents were talking about his test. He walked toward the kitchen and smelled the aroma of food. Moss knew that his parents were waiting for him to come home before they had dinner. He pushed the door open with a smile and walked in.
Creak!