The squad began cutting off the monsters' quest tokens.
Meanwhile, Hefis began launching a "fierce assault" on the monsters that had already been processed.
Habit was truly terrifying.
Before he knew it, Hefis had grown accustomed to the smell of kobolds and goblins. It ate them expressionlessly, one bite after another, as if they were small bread rolls.
Now, it could even tell at a glance which ordinary monsters tasted good and which might be slightly less flavorful.
It would then eat the individuals whose flavor was acceptable first.
The veteran eater had developed quite an instinct for it.
Gauss remained extremely curious as he watched the shadows return to Shadow's side.
He reached out and poked its arm.
A very peculiar sensation came back through his fingertip.
The touch was neither warm like solid flesh nor empty like passing through intangible air. Instead, it felt like touching a flowing medium.
It lay somewhere between tangible and intangible.
How miraculous.
"Do they have their own basic consciousness?"
Gauss had noticed that throughout the battle, their movements had been extremely natural. They did not feel controlled at all.
"They do, but not much." Shadow nodded. "They can handle things like basic combat instincts and simple tasks. They'll adopt strategies I would more or less use."
"But if it involves work requiring a great deal of thought, they may not be able to do it."
Gauss gained a better understanding of them after hearing that.
After they finished cleaning up the battlefield,
the points crystals had also finished recording the points.
The number on them had reached 2,104.
The elite kobold had contributed 115 points.
Compared to the second-place score that morning, he had now more than doubled it.
That should establish a sufficient advantage, right?
Gauss pondered this inwardly.
Although it