119. The Eve

119. The Eve

I had agreed to tell Angela about the surface world, but to be honest, I didn't know much about what the surface of Floor 15 was like, either.

I had a rough idea, but it was only a very rough idea. That wasn't what mattered, though.

Angela wasn't interested merely in the surface world, but in what life was like in a world outside the Celestial Realm. Telling her about that would be enough.

“I don't know much beyond the place where I lived, either, even if you call it the surface world…… I came from somewhere rather special.”

I sat beside Angela on a narrow bench and began my story.

I told her about the worlds of the Tower of Trials I had passed through, along with all sorts of stories I'd heard from other Challengers.

The Tower of Trials boasted completely different environments on every floor, but surprisingly, they didn't differ much when it came to the major laws governing them.

The differences between their races and systems of magic were similar enough that mixing stories together caused no problems.

I wasn't much of a conversationalist, but I was reasonably good at telling stories like this. I had Eleanor to thank for that...