Gauss and the others waited for a while, letting the heat of the molten pit subside slightly before approaching.
Smoke still rose from the charred ground. The once-blazing stream of molten metal had now solidified into dull, hard clumps.
They began gathering the solidified remains scattered across the ground.
Alya took out a Small Shovel and dug carefully.
She refused to overlook even a single patch of sunken earth. To her, every bit of it was a glittering gold coin.
Materials from extraordinary monsters fetched high prices on the market, regardless of their type.
The Petrifying Bull's steel shell, in particular, was an excellent metal for conducting magic.
It was a top-grade material for forging magic armor and other fine weapons, making it even more valuable.
That was why Alya had looked so pained when the thought had occurred to her earlier.
After everyone dug diligently, they gathered the scattered metal remains into one pile. A rough estimate put the total at around two hundred kilograms.
"Actually, the losses may not be as bad as we imagined. The metal that can withstand that kind of heat is the good steel—the true essence of the material. The pieces that vanished in the explosion were simply impure to begin with, so their value was limited."
Gauss offered a word of comfort.
"True." Alya nodded, feeling a little better.
Most of the Petrifying Bull's value lay in those two hundred kilograms of concentrated metal.
As for how much they could sell it for, or whether they should have someone turn it into equipment for the team, they would have to ask around and decide once they returned to town.
After clearing away the Petrifying Bull's remains,
everyone turned their attention to the hills not far away.
The Petrifying Bull had made its lair