Angel hesitated before replying, "According to the information I obtained, it... it probably wasn't in the stink ditch."
When Angel had said this before, he had been utterly certain, wearing an expression that said it was absolutely impossible. But now that he stood at the entrance to this road, even his words had grown uncertain.
Because the stench here was simply too overpowering.
If the Stairway of the Hanging Prison truly lay inside, then even standing before it, one should have been able to smell the stink.
Yet in the underground labyrinth of the Nightmare Realm, Angel had not smelled any stench from beginning to end. Instead, he had caught a fragrance—the scent of Demon-Eating Flowers.
It was precisely because of that experience in the Nightmare Realm that he had previously been so certain the Stairway of the Hanging Prison could not be in the stink ditch.
But upon careful thought now, it seemed he had been overconfident. The Abyss City projection in the Nightmare Realm had been Abyss City from back when it had not yet fully fallen into ruin. Perhaps the management of the stink ditch had not been as disastrous then as it was now. So even if Angel had been within the stink ditch, perhaps he would not have smelled anything foul.
Or perhaps the faint, sweet fragrance of the Demon-Eating Flower King's Saliva had lingered around him at the time, completely masking the stench?
If those were truly the reasons, then the conclusion he had drawn earlier might have been mistaken.
That was why Angel no longer spoke as forcefully as before.
Wai had also heard the hesitation in Angel's voice. It was completely unlike his earlier certainty.
As Angel's newly minted little fanboy, Wai naturally would not blame his idol. He had even already