A trap?!
Lancelot froze at those words, then took a closer look. Sure enough, that guy was retrieving something like threads from the surrounding area. But they were too far away to make out anything that fine, as thin as a hair.
"That should be the Molecular-Grade Graphene Cutting Wire on the equipment sales list. Supposedly, it can slice through even steel plates with ease, but it doesn't come cheap. Looks like he's invested quite a bit..." Klein analyzed.
The two then watched the Vanguard Team Leader swiftly retrieve his traps before immediately ducking into the stone forest and vanishing.
The Sea Race base sent another dozen or so Hounds out after him, but still didn't use its defensive weapons. Apparently, they didn't think these little things warranted it.
Just as Klein was pondering how to force the Sea Race base to open fire...
"Hey! Commander, look over there!"
Klein followed Lancelot's gaze and froze.
The three-person squad on the other side had actually stepped out into the open too. They strolled toward the Sea Race base with an air of complete confidence, making no attempt whatsoever to conceal themselves.
Uh... the two members of the Knights of the Round Table were utterly speechless.
Was this the final boss's lair or your own backyard?! Why did every last one of you have to be this brazen?
But... huh? Didn't those three robots look a little too big?!
"It's the Super Mushroom! They redeemed Super Mushrooms that make their bodies bigger!" Lancelot exclaimed.
Klein: "..."
You could just say they bought high-fidelity robots...
Klein was equally astonished by the trio's deep pockets. Those things cost 1,000 points apiece, enough to buy a tank or a hundred ordinary robots. Yet their value for money couldn't remotely compare to the latter, so very