"What meaningless thing were they arguing about?" Angel muttered. One of his mental tendrils unconsciously slipped into the judging room. Before long, Angel shook his head and walked out onto the balcony.
The Water-Pattern Witch had been right. They really were arguing over something meaningless—
How many floors of the Endless Corridor should be opened as one of the rewards for New Star Tournament advancement?
The number of floors available to the top fifteen of the New Star Tournament had already been fixed, personally designated by Rosen. However, Rosen had given no instructions on how to arrange the floors for those ranked fifteenth through one hundred. He had only outlined a rough range: between the 100th and 200th floors.
The judges' idea was to reduce the number according to ranking. But should it decrease by brackets? Or by individual rank? How large should the gaps be? Those were the matters they were arguing over inside.
In Angel's view, there was no need to be so nitpicky. But Angel was not from Sky Mechanical City, and any suggestion he made would likely be wasted. There was no need for him to go in and join the battlefield.
"Getting red in the face over one or two floors—how boring." The Water-Pattern Witch Falina leaned against the railing. As a water-element wizard, she greatly enjoyed weather like this torrential rain.
"Taking things seriously could be considered a form of responsibility, couldn't it?" Angel said.
"This isn't taking things seriously. Since they decided to open the Endless Corridor to smooth over the matter of the Purification Garden back then, they might as well generously establish an equal standard. This is just stinginess." Falina shook her head. "Never mind them. I have some fresh news, and it concerns you."
Angel froze for a moment. "It