In the giant tree mansion, Inor rested her chin on her hand, watching various posts on the projection screen, while the young man standing beside her thoughtfully prepared peeled fruit for her.
"Phyllis, I regret it." She pouted as she spoke.
"What do you regret, Inor?" The young man beside her raised his head and looked at the texts and pictures on the screen, all discussing Angelica.
"I shouldn't have let her participate in the competition." She turned around, looking at her companion beside her.
"Now her fame in the Moonthorn Star Domain is almost surpassing mine."
"If at the end of the competition, she reveals her true identity, it will cause a huge wave of information to spread across the internet. Then this test of mine will end up being like lifting a rock only to drop it on my own foot."
"Indeed, Inor." Today, Phyllis was remarkably composed, without any unnecessary actions.
"Can't you go up there and defeat her, Phyllis?" Inor complained.
