After the battle ended.
The Rookie Team seemed to have lost all their strength. They dropped their weapons and collapsed onto the ground.
"Phew—"
Once their bodies completely relaxed, the fatigue caused by the lack of adrenaline surged forth all at once.
Their muscles trembled uncontrollably.
They felt that real adventure was completely different from what they had imagined, even though they had believed they had made sufficient mental preparations before setting out.
But when they faced those snarling monsters and watched them use every part of their bodies—their mouths, teeth, claws, and more—to try to tear them apart and swallow them alive, both their bodies and minds still felt fear.
This was also the most important reason they had been unable to display their full strength.
Human reason and intellect had tremendous advantages in many matters, but at moments of life and death when they lacked experience, they often became a burden instead.
When low-level battles reached their climax, they often had nothing to do with reason or wisdom anymore. What they needed was ferocity—the kind of ferocity that would let them tear their enemies apart.
"I'm telling you, you were far too careless."
Gauss's figure slowly descended from the sky.
The sudden voice instantly startled all four people present, making cold sweat break out across their bodies.
Only after looking up and seeing his handsome face and relaxed bearing did they breathe a sigh of relief.
He looked terrifyingly strong.
He probably wasn't an enemy, right?
But even if he was an enemy, a powerful person who could fly was not someone they could defeat—not while they were exhausted, and not even at full strength.
Thus, after their brief surprise, they made no further move.
"Who are you?"
Looking at these somewhat "naive" rookie adventurers, Gauss couldn't help