They didn't see Melantha when they arrived at the judging room.
However, they did see several apprentices who usually followed Melantha around. They were discussing something while recording something.
Seeing their arrival, the apprentices' eyes lit up. "Great! Mister Cemone, Water Pattern Witch, Wizard Padt, you're finally here!"
The excited apprentice explained, "Manager Melantha told us to wait here."
Angor finally understood why Melantha asked Cemone to make such a comment.
It was all for the sake of —
The Rising Star Competition's ranking list!
Every contestant would have detailed information on the list, as well as an estimate of their ranking. The list included potential, power, and points. It was used as a reference for the audience or the contestants who bought the list.
"If I remember correctly, there seems to be a ranking of potential seeds outside, right?" Angor wondered. So the Tower of Infinity was going to let the government take over the job and do it themselves?
The apprentices looked at each other and said with some embarrassment, "Although the list seems to be compiled by an independent person, it is actually made by us."
In other words, there was no such thing as a random list. It was all done by the government. This time, they planned to create a more detailed list, which would be updated in real time after each match to earn more magic crystals from the audience and the contestants.
"We're not here to earn money. We're here to promote the competition," one of the apprentices explained with a straight face. Whether it was true or not, Angor didn't know.
Both Angor and Farrina lost their interest after knowing what they were up to. Cemone was also speechless. However, since the apprentices were looking at him with eager eyes, Cemone had no choice but to comment on Deceiver so that they could have something to write about.
After that, the apprentices looked at Angor and Farrina again.
"Water Witch, Wizard Padt, what do you think of Deceiver?"
Farrina shrugged. "I didn't watch the matches. But Cemone is right. Deceiver hid his true strength. His strength should be much higher than what he has shown. "
"Great potential," Angor commented.
Angor did not know how strong they were since he did not know how strong they were compared to other apprentices of the same class. But compared to the players he knew, Spivet's strength should be at the top level. He estimated that he was on the same level as Shiliew and Keely, maybe even stronger.
After giving a perfunctory greeting to the apprentice recording the rankings, they left the judging room. Kmogny looked at the schedule on his communicator and compared it carefully. He then said, "There will be a match in ten minutes. I heard that both sides are very strong. I plan to go and take a look."
With that, Cimone bid them farewell and left.
After Cimone left, Farrina flipped through the schedule. "Hey, Shirley has a match later too. During this period of time, I plan to randomly choose a few matches to judge. This way, I can rest for the next few days. What about you? Do you plan to stay? "
Angor shook his head. "No, I won't watch the match today. Tomorrow is my first lesson, so I need to go back and prepare for it."
Farrina nodded. When she was teaching for the first time, she did the same thing. After she got used to it, she did not bother to do it anymore.
After Farrina left, Angor prepared to leave the Tower of Infinity and return to his manor.
There were two reasons why he did not watch the matches today. First, he had to prepare for tomorrow's lesson. Second, he noticed that there was no match he was interested in on today's schedule.
Yesterday, Shiliew and Dave both made it to the Rising Star Competition at the last minute.
Apart from Shan, Nausica, Sailum, and Keely, all of Angor's friends made it to the next round.
Angor planned to put all his matches on them. Since none of them had a match today, he did not want to waste his time.
Angor walked through the quiet hallway using the same path he took to come here.
When he was halfway through, he saw someone leaning against a wall not far away.
This was where the black cat broke the door, and the other side of the door led to the backstage. So … this person was a contestant?
Angor did not stop and kept moving forward. As he expected, the broken door was already pushed open. This person must have come from the backstage.
Angor paused and took a look at the dark hallway behind the door. Then he looked at the person in front of him.
This was a young man who was holding a book in his hand and reading it very seriously.
Angor's footsteps seemed to have disturbed him. He looked up in confusion and saw Angor again with a confused look.
He closed the book and bowed to Angor respectfully. "Wizard Padt …"
His expression was uneasy, as if he had been caught peeking at an extracurricular book in class and had been caught by the teacher.
Angor glanced at the book he was reading. The Lies of Niederbergen.
Angor thought the book was about fighting or supernatural knowledge. He did not expect it to be a book about philosophy.
At the beginning of the book, there was a story about a family called Niederbergen, which was proven to be false. In other words, this family was full of liars. Therefore, someone's evaluation of the Niederbergen family was, "The people of this family are all lies."
Later, it was confirmed that the person who made this comment was also a Niederbergen.
With this as the beginning, the book went on to discuss lies and truth.
As a philosophy book, it was worth reading. However, it was strange that a new star contestant was reading it at this time and place.
The young man noticed Angor's confusion. He blushed and said, "I'm going to fight a liar in my next match. That's why I'm reading this book …"
Angor did not expect this answer. If reading a book about lies could help people see through lies, there would not be so many people in this world who were fooled. Besides, The Lies of Niederbergen was not a book about lies. It was a philosophical question about idealism.
Angor was complaining in his mind, but he did not show it on his face. He nodded to the young man and said, "It's a good book."
Then, he brushed past him.
The young man was surprised by Angor's departure. After a while, his eyes lit up with joy. Angor was the first person who agreed with the book today. Earlier, when he was at the backstage, many people sneered at his book. That was why he left the backstage and went outside to read quietly.
Of course, there was also another reason — the backstage was too dirty.
He did not want his book to get dirty.
…
"You look like you're thinking about something. What's on your mind?" It was Greya.
After leaving the Tower of Infinity, Angor bumped into Greya who was also heading back to her manor.
Angor did not say anything on their way back. It seemed he was thinking about something, which made Greya curious.
Greya's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. He considered for a moment and shook his head. "Nope, I'm not thinking about anything. I just met someone interesting on my way back. "
"Someone interesting?"
Angor did not answer, but he could not help but think about the young man who was reading a philosophy book.
Bashful and uneasy, she couldn't look more innocent.
However, when Angor walked past the door of the backstage, he smelled blood.
When he checked the backstage with his spirit feelers, he found that the backstage was filled with blood. It looked like someone had knocked over a vat of red paint.
Amidst the chaotic battle aura inside, one of the most obvious auras was emitted by the reading youth.
If Angor was not mistaken, the young man was the one who created all those scenes.
He looked innocent, but deep down, he was hiding a terrible demon.
If Spivet ran into him in the next match, it would be impossible for him to avoid being eliminated.
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