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"Bang—!"
When the last Eight-Legged Steed fell to the ground with a dull thud, silence returned to the entire area once more.
In the dense Forest, Eight-Legged Steeds lay scattered everywhere, each in a different state of death.
Some had been pierced through by crystal-like lances.
Some had had their chests crushed flat by violent thrusting war hammers.
Some had been poisoned green all over by incomparably toxic daggers.
Some had been drained dry by bloodthirsty blades.
The various ways they had died were enough to make anyone's skin crawl.
Amid this field of horrifying horse carcasses, Ibiruai, Gagaran, Tina, and Tia stood in separate positions, scanning their surroundings.
Even after dealing with several hundred powerful Magical Beasts, these four Adamantite-ranked Adventurers did not look tired in the slightest.
It was not because all four wore magic items that prevented fatigue. It was simply because that level of battle was still far from enough to make this group of Adamantite-ranked Adventurers go all out until they were gasping for breath.
Especially since some of them wore magic items capable of restoring stamina and healing injuries.
Compared to a real crisis, this was nothing at all.
What was more, the four of them were still in the mood to chat.
"Several hundred Eight-Legged Steeds, and they all died just like that?"
"That's a bit of a waste."
"If we didn't have another mission this time, we could have captured all these Eight-Legged Steeds and sold them. Even if they weren't tamed yet, those self-important nobles would have rushed to buy them, right?"
"We just missed a chance to make a fortune."
The leisurely conversation between Ibiruai, Gagaran,