Don't Mind

Ryu walked through the skies, lost in thought as he entered the next region.

He shook his head slowly… truly nothing of interest at all.

Maybe he had peaked a little too early, but there was no Young Mistress Nightly equivalent here. It was such a shame. Though he was still a little fatigued, he was actually already looking forward to the next battle.

Though there weren't any geniuses of Young Mistress Nightly caliber, there were many of the Dragonling's caliber, and even several above.

It seemed that the talent pool was starting to become sharper and more refined, and yet there was still such a long distance left remaining to go.

'Hm, there are some interesting candidates.'