"Didn't you say we weren't allowed to help each other?" Diana asked in surprise. Dulong said helplessly, "That's the rule. But rules can always be worked around. If I accidentally let a monster with low health get away and you happen to encounter it, you can't possibly refuse to kill it, right? Besides, once we know each other, we can appropriately avoid one another in awkward situations. In short, there are plenty of benefits. Remember, the Dungeon tournament is a team event!"
Dulong folded his arms and went on at length.
From the looks of it, it was hard to say whether he qualified as a substitute, but he was definitely qualified for logistics.
Dark leaned against the side and watched them talk. Just listening to them made him feel relaxed and happy.
But the time for the meeting soon arrived.
The president of the Noble History Research Club, Edwin Clarissa, stepped onto the podium, cleared his throat, and said, "Gentlemen, ladies, good evening. Thank you all for attending tonight's meeting, but it is about to begin. Please take your seats as soon as possible."
Before he had even finished speaking, everyone present was already heading toward their respective seats.
Six round tables had been arranged before the stage.
Aside from the first round table, which belonged to the Noble History Research Club, the other five had been reserved for students from each year.
The second-year table was at the back, beside the third-year table. As Dark and the other three sat down, they saw Mary at the third-year seats. Their eyes met, and they smiled at one another.
It was already widely acknowledged that this year's third-years were weak. But the Academy Cup was a contest between students of the same year. Even if it was just a battle