Angor left the manor.
Thunder and lightning were pouring down from the sky. Amidst the thunderous roars, there would occasionally be electric snakes moving about. The sky fortress made of steel was shrouded in this violent curtain of rain.
However, the terrible weather did not dampen the enthusiasm of the people.
Today was the last day of the competition, which was also the most important day of the competition. After nearly a year of preparation, the final match of the competition would be held today.
Since Angor accepted the task of being a judge, he had to see it through to the end.
Greya and Angor left the manor together. There was still some time before the competition began, so they did not hurry. Instead, they flew to the Tower of Infinity at their usual speed.
Angor was protected by a Purification Field, which prevented the rain from entering his body. Greya, on the other hand, was holding a black umbrella in her hand. She looked quite relaxed as the rain fell.
"The sound of rain hitting the umbrella is my favorite," Greya suddenly said.
Angor's mind was pulled back to reality by Greya's voice. He looked at her curiously.
"When I was young, before I was identified as a talent, I lived in a mortal kingdom. It's a small town that has three rainy seasons in a year. Almost half the time of the week, it's cloudy and rainy. " Greya's eyes looked a little misty in the rain. "When I was born, my legs were broken. I couldn't walk. My father always carried me outside, and whenever it rained, I would hold the umbrella for him.
"Since then, I've always loved the sound of rain falling on the umbrella. It gives me peace of mind."
Greya spoke in a sentimental tone.
Angor was a little surprised that Greya would suddenly talk about her past in front of him.
He didn't think wizards were the type to talk too much to strangers. Greya's words were probably an indirect way of showing her friendship with Angor.
"You feel safe because the sound reminds you of your father's warmth?" Angor asked.
Greya chuckled. "Maybe. I didn't ask about it, and I don't want to."
"What happened next?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, what happened to your father?"
"He died not long after that," Greya answered calmly, "He wasn't killed by anyone. It was just an accident. When he was out hunting, he accidentally slipped and hit his head. I remember that it was also raining heavily that day. "
He looked at Greya and did not know what to say. Should he comfort her? Or should he apologize for asking about her past? Greya noticed Angor's strange expression and chuckled. "It happened hundreds of years ago. I would've forgotten about it if you didn't ask."
"As a Magus, the longer I live, the less emotional I feel. It's rare to see something that can trigger my emotions, so I like to think deeper. "Greya paused and turned around." So, you don't have to worry about my feelings. "
Angor gave Greya a meaningful look and nodded without saying anything else.
Greya enjoyed listening to the sound of the rain. They remained silent until they reached the Tower of Infinity.
The rain was still pouring, and the thunder was still rumbling. But no matter how loud the rain and thunder were, they couldn't drown out the clamor around them.
This was the final match of the Rising Star Tournament, after all. The rain couldn't stop the crowd's enthusiasm. The match hadn't started yet, and there were many people who hadn't bought their tickets yet, but the crowd outside the Tower of Infinity had already drowned out the thunderstorm.
Under such circumstances, Greya couldn't enjoy the sound of the rain falling on her umbrella anymore. She returned to her normal self from her emotional state.
"Why didn't I see Sharee and Asaz today?" Angor noticed that Greya had woken up from her meditation.
"Azaz came to the Tower of Infinity early in the morning. Sharee went to see her teacher."
Angor took a moment to realize that Greya was still working on her alchemy item. She also accepted the task of being a judge. If everything went well, she would come out during the final match. It made sense that Sharee went to see her.
"By the way, Alan came by this morning," Greya suddenly said. "He came to see you, but I told him to go back."
Angor was still in the dream wasteland this morning, so he didn't know about this. "He came back from Palladowa? Did he find anything in Barren City? "
Greya shook her head. "I think he went to look for the Germinal Church, but he didn't find anything. He must have come to find you to ask about his sister. "
"Don't worry about him. I've told him not to ask about the Germinal Organization anymore," said Greya.
"When he hasn't seen the Abyss, the more you don't want him to get close, the more he'll stare at it." Angor considered. "Alan is a member of Candy House, so you should know him better than anyone else. If he can control himself well enough one day, you can tell him the truth about the Germinal Church. "
Greya nodded. Indeed, it was better to let it go. However, Alan had to have the courage and ability to accept the news first.
Greya couldn't help but glance at Angor. She remembered that Alan and Angor came from the same ship. They were about the same age, but their experiences and attitudes were completely different.
As they chatted, they arrived at the Tower of Infinity.
After entering the tower, he parted ways with Greya. Since Angor was a special judge, he had a special passage for judges, while Greya went to the Infinity Arena first.
The hall outside was very lively. People were coming and going, and there was a lot of noise. However, when Angor approached the passage for judges, the hall instantly quieted down.
The resident judges should have arrived long ago. Only Angor and the other special judges would use this passage. But Angor was the only one here.
After walking for a while, Angor saw someone leaning against a wall not far from him.
Angor paused for a second when he reached the man's side.
Angor's footsteps drew the boy's attention from his book. When his blurred eyes focused, the young man's face was brimming with an innocent smile.
"Mister Superdimensional."
Angor looked at the open door beside him, which led to the backstage of the contestants. There was only one match today, so this young man was one of the contestants.
"Philosopher" Onassis.
Angor didn't expect to run into the man again today.
"I saw you before the cloud vines bloomed," Angor recalled Onassis's whisper last time.
Onassis was surprised at first, but his eyes soon brightened up. "You still remember that, mister?"
"Of course. I'm looking forward to hearing the sound of the cloud vines blooming under the stars."
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