"Benjamin Leopold..." Dark thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "So it was him."
Senior Mary asked in confusion, "What, do you know him?"
"Not exactly." Dark smiled. "Do you remember the 'Saint Son'? Evan Pearson, the one who often challenged upperclassmen. Benjamin Leopold once voluntarily challenged the Saint Son."
Senior Mary pondered. "I think I do remember something like that."
A Noble House senior beside her said, "I remember it. Because he beat the Saint Son, a bunch of Fool House students bragged about it for ages. But the Saint Son was only a second-year student. He was a third-year beating a second-year—what was there to be proud of?"
However, another Noble House senior said, "Don't put it that way. Benjamin Leopold is a formidable opponent. He'll most likely be our opponent in the Duel Competition. When the time comes, no matter which of us faces him, don't underestimate him."
Senior Mary echoed, "We absolutely can't lose to Fool House." Then she turned to Dark and asked, "Dark, since we happened to run into each other, how about we walk together for a while?"
Dark shook his head with a smile. "No, thanks."
"Then we'll part ways here. See you next time." Mary smiled, then called to her two companions and swiftly left.
It had only been a polite offer, after all. In principle, the Dungeon Competition did not allow upperclassmen to lead lowerclassmen.
Once they had gone a little farther, Mary said, "Let's return to the safe zone. It's time to change locations."
Three teams had come from three different directions and met at the same spot. When that happened, it generally meant that most of the monsters on that floor had already been hunted. Staying any longer would inevitably reduce their hunting efficiency.
Thus, the more sensible