The people in the audience seats gradually left the place.
Balba looked back and lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in them. "Dave is probably still in the backstage. Shall we go find him?"
Angor nodded and walked down the stage with Balba without saying anything. He knew Balba's personality. Instead of trying to comfort him and expose his wounds, Balba would rather pretend that he did not see it and leave him alone in a garden to heal his wounds.
Most of the time, the scab would be removed and new flesh would grow back. However, one had to find a way to remove the scab first. If one did not, the scab would only cause more damage.
The backstage was not connected to the audience. If they wanted to enter, they had to jump into the arena.
Two workers in Sky Tower uniforms stopped them as soon as they leaped into the air.
"This is the contestant area. Non-contestants are not allowed to enter."
Balba thought for a moment and took out a crystal clear card from his pocket. The workers looked at the card and exchanged a glance. "Seventh floor access."
They did not understand why a contestant who was already at the seventh floor would come to the fourth floor, but Balba clearly fit the rules. They nodded and allowed Balba to enter.
After letting Balba go, they looked at Angor again.
"You may enter, sir. But if you wish to enter, you will need to show your contestant card."
Of course, Angor had an ID card as well. However, if he showed it, his embarrassing title would be exposed. He hesitated for a while. When the workers were about to kick him out, he still took out his ID card.
However, Angor did it very well. His finger perfectly covered the ID card.
The workers thought that Angor did not have the right to enter. However, when they took a closer look, they realized that Angor's identity was even more shocking than they thought.
"Fifteenth floor … access! You … You're a contestant? "
Angor nodded and put away the card while pretending to be impatient. "Can you move now?"
The workers were a little doubtful. They knew all the contestants in the Sky Tower. Was this really a contestant? But the card was real … If only they could see his title.
In the end, the workers did not give them any trouble. Even if Angor used someone else's ID card, it was his own ability. As low-level staff, they had no right to stop him.
He walked into the backstage without a hitch. The backstage was still very lively. After all, every level was a Ten Direction Arena. Those who were waiting for their matches, those who were about to start their matches, or those who had just finished their matches, were all here.
Although people came and went, they didn't need to use their eyes to find people. He quickly located one of the auras and brought Balba to it.
David was sitting in a corner, wiping the goggles on his forehead with a cloth.
Just as he was about to wipe his goggles clean, he suddenly felt a shadow looming over him. He looked up and saw Balba. His eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Didn't you say you weren't coming?"
"He came with me." "You're … Angor?" Dave looked at the familiar face and realized something. "You're … Angor?"
He reached out a hand and touched his face. His facial features rippled for a while before returning to normal.
Although he didn't reveal his true face, the ripple was enough to prove that the middle-aged man in front of him was a mask.
David also remembered that Angor used this face to come to him.
Also, someone who could change the stubborn Balba's decision to come to Sky Tower must be someone Dave respected the most. The answer was obvious.
"You're finally back!" David hugged Angor in excitement.
"We haven't heard anything from the Abyss Plane for months. It's so strange. I thought you were … Now that you're back, I'm relieved! "
"Why do I feel something different about you?" Dave looked at Angor with a puzzled expression.
"Is that so?"
"It's just an illusion, but there's something different about you. But I can't put my finger on it." David glanced at Balba. "What do you think?"
"Blood aura. It's strong," Balba said. When he first met Angor at the alchemy shop, Balba already felt a strong pressure from Angor's blood aura. However, Angor soon restrained himself.
"I think so …" David nodded hesitantly. He paused and sighed. "My professor forced me to train every day. I thought this was the most hardworking I've ever been in my life. I thought I'd be able to catch up with you. But you're already so far ahead of me. I guess a salted fish deserves to be hung up under the sun."
David gave Angor a helpless look.
He didn't try to comfort Dave either. He knew that doing so would only add salt to Dave's wound.
Dave mumbled to himself for a long time, which even attracted the attention of the contestants nearby. Finally, Dave calmed down and said, "My match is over. Let's go back to the shop and talk."
"Good. I need to buy some magic materials." With David's help, he could always ask Prome or Leona for some rare materials.
David nodded in annoyance. "I knew you wouldn't come to me for no reason. Let's go. "
They walked to the exit where they could take a cableway to the platform closer to the shop. Along the way, David kept telling Angor about the recent events.
He complained that Leona forced him to train every day, and that he was too busy working on a new alchemy project to make Tang Blades. But that was not the case. He was forced to train. Alchemy was only a part of it. Most of it was to improve his own strength.
He sounded like he was complaining, but Angor could tell that Dave was not against the training. Leona valued him, which was why she urged him to train every day. If Leona treated Balba with the same indifference as Flora, it would mean that she had given up on him.
When they reached the exit, Angor saw two familiar faces.
"Now that Diablo is gone, Floating Mech City is meaningless. I can still listen to my professor here. " It was a chuunibyou young man who was wearing skeleton accessories. It was the one who sat beside Angor earlier.
The one standing in front of him was an old man with a ponytail.
Angor's pupils shrank when he saw the old man.
He knew who this old man was.
It was Baroque, the person in charge of Sky Tower.
Judging from the chuunibyou young man's tone, Baroque was his professor? Also, he mentioned Diablo, Bogula's disciple. Judging from his tone, he seemed to know Shadow as well.
Angor glanced at them. He was still confused, but he did not stop. Instead, he walked toward the exit with David.
However, just as he passed by Barok, Barok shouted, "Wait!"
David stopped and looked at Baroque. "Are you talking to us?"
Baroque did not look at David. Instead, he looked at Angor from head to toe and smiled. "Long time no see."
The chuunibyou young man glanced at Angor. "Aren't you that —"
He was going to call Angor a bumpkin, but Baroque seemed to know him.
"Mister Baroque," Angor said calmly. "It's been a while. I remember the last time we met, you and Manager Melantha were trying to get Parasite Queen to kill me. I heard Melantha went back to Floating Mech City. Mister Baroque, you're still here? "
Angor's reply was calm, but everyone could hear the sarcasm in his tone.
The chuunibyou young man could not believe that Angor would speak to his professor in such a tone.
Silence.
Everyone thought Baroque would get angry. But after a while, Baroque smiled and said, "It's all a misunderstanding. Let bygones be bygones."
The chuunibyou young man was even more surprised by Baroque's attitude. Why did Angor agree to it? And why did he look like he gave in? Who was this unkempt middle-aged man?
Angor did not expect Baroque to be so calm either. His words were meant to provoke Baroque.
Angering Baroque did not do him any good. Besides, he could not defeat Baroque, and he might even get Baloque and David into trouble. But that was not the case. When they parted ways, Angor already sensed Tree Spirit's gaze.
Angor knew that the wizards in Brute Cavern did not like foreign wizards. For example, Baroque was always trying to kick him out. However, they did not have an excuse to do so before. Besides, they did not pay much attention to Baroque.
However, if Baroque dared to do anything under Tree Spirit's gaze, Tree Spirit would expel him as soon as he felt the urge to do so, and with a perfectly justified reason.
However, Baroque's reaction was as if he was not going to start a dispute.
Angor knew that since Baroque gave in, he would not get what he wanted no matter what he said. It might even look like he was making fun of Baroque.
Since that was the case, Angor did not want to stay any longer. He hated Baroque more than Shildeen. If he did not like Baroque, he did not want to see him.
"Let's go." Angor turned to leave with David.
Baroque suddenly took out a light-red card. "This is an anonymous new star certificate. You can use it to enter the Endless Corridor. Consider it my compensation. What do you think? "
Baroque's sudden declaration made the chuunibyou boy even more surprised. He did not even have the qualification to become a new star yet, and he even considered begging his teacher for one. Why would his teacher give it to someone else?
Who was he?
Why was his teacher acting so strange?
Angor looked at Baroque and took out something from his bracelet. "This should be enough to enter the Endless Corridor, right?"
Baroque looked at the item in Angor's hand and gulped. He could not hide the surprise in his eyes. "This is … from the R&D department …"
Baroque did not say anything. Angor did not say anything and left.
After Angor left, Baroque asked in confusion, "Sir, who is he?"
Baroque did not answer. Instead, he sighed. "I should've listened to Melantha. I should've thought about it more carefully. I didn't think a small mistake would lead to this. It's going to be hard to make up for it now. "
Baroque paused and looked at Baroque.
"Who is he? Didn't you come to Brute Cavern to see him? "
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