Of the five, Meva the Rogue Apprentice and Daphne the Priest Apprentice were barely affected by him, given the nature of their skills.
But Leven, Doyle, and Oliver were different. Gauss could kill monsters so efficiently that their skills had no chance to come into play. They needed monsters to hone their abilities, too.
But lately, they had barely finished warming up before the fight was over.
If that went on, their skills would deteriorate.
Their pride also wouldn't let them ask Gauss to hold back and leave enemies he could easily kill for them to handle.
So, naturally, they had to part ways for a while.
Gauss had actually had a vague sense this was coming.
He didn't feel any strong resentment toward the others' decision and understood their choice.
A fair number of adventurers were idealists who pursued extraordinary dreams, heedless of the risks, and set out on this hardest of paths.
Objectively speaking, his rate of progress had also become somewhat out of step with the Night Owl Squad.
Even if they hadn't brought it up this time, they would have parted sooner or later. At least they were still on good terms.
Still, he was back to being on his own. Gauss stretched.
There were pros and cons to being a lone wolf.
More freedom, but more danger.
He'd take things as they came.
At least now, compared to a month ago, he had some ability to protect himself.
Among low-level adventurers who hadn't yet advanced to a class, his personal strength was top-notch.
Low-level adventurers didn't have that many flashy abilities. More often than not, they relied on their weapons and clashed head-on with their enemies.
Though he was cautious by nature, he wasn't timid at heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to hunt goblins