In the morning, Edwin walked over to the formation, lifting his head to the teen still seated atop the bridge, munching on his breakfast while enjoying the vast view.
"Others are going back. Are you not going to get back out and increase your points?" he asked.
"Not yet."
This was the same reply Edwin kept receiving until four days went by. On the fourth day, due to full concentration, Godfrey noticed he could meditate for three hours straight before sleeping, a huge improvement from the previous twenty minutes.
Descending from the stone bridge, he made his way to the camp, squinting at the giant heaps of monsters in Isolde's kill space. Not just her, but other students too.
A good number of his classmates stood analyzing those at the top.
"Sir Edwin announced this morning that Isolde already has six hundred and fifty points. Pendragons are monsters. Imagine being friends with her," a male student said while looking at his friends.
