I Am Not A Goblin Slayer

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"Gauss, won’t you take a rest in the camp and have someone gather some information on the map?"

Seeing Gauss quickly order his subordinates to set out, George Bell of the Iron Hand Brotherhood and Melissa Dawson of the Lightning Cavalry Group kindly reminded him.

Even on their first visit, they set the entrance as a base point and sent out specialized scout teams to survey and map the surroundings before setting off again. This way, in case of unexpected events, they could return to the third level from the entrance immediately.

"Thank you both for the reminder." Gauss shook his head and said.

Seeing this, George opened his mouth but swallowed his words.

Watching Gauss walk into his own team, he exchanged a glance with Melissa and subtly shook his head. Clearly, although they said nothing, they probably thought this young leader was being too reckless.

Despite having communicated and learned some information about Gauss, knowing he was the leader of the Red Dragon Team from Farlim with special strong combat abilities, they understood that individual strength and making suitable team decisions in an adventure group don’t necessarily have an absolute connection.

Once a hundred-person team sets out, such a long column moving through a completely unfamiliar environment is extremely likely to provide hidden enemies an opportunity to ambush.

Even excluding the threat of Demons, the maze map itself is very complicated, full of dead ends, special mechanisms, barriers, and potential disorientation risks, which are unavoidable once the team sets out. High-level Adventurers may not care, but for low-level Adventurers, encountering them once can be a dead end.

"This Gauss is really too cold and ruthless towards his subordinates."

After Gauss had walked far, Melissa shook her head helplessly.

In her view, this Gauss didn’t care about his subordinates’ lives and wanted to chase progress by using their lives to explore the map.

George nodded beside her.

However, they also understood that not every team leader cherished their subordinates like they did and would deliberately return to camp for rest.

Thinking of this, they felt a sense of moral pride rising.

"Gah! Gah!"

"Gah! Gah!"

Watching the crows disperse.

Gauss turned to Aaliyah and instructed her.

"Make sure the crows keep an eye on the team so that no one gets lost and drops out."

"Don’t worry, I’ve told them." Aaliyah gestured to reassure him.

At the front of the team, above and on both sides, if you look closely, you can see clay spiders about palm-sized crawling quickly.

These small clay creatures saved Gauss’s team a lot of time in map exploration and clearing mechanisms.

Before Gauss’s team arrived, they had already triggered all the mechanisms in advance.

When they pass through later, they only need to retrieve the clay, move the mechanisms off the path, or bypass the traps.

"Watch your step around this pit, don’t fall in."

"Careful! Careful!" The crows overhead continued to remind.

"Got it, leader."

The red-haired Swordsman heard the leader’s reminder ahead and looked into the deep, bottomless cave beside the trap, feeling a sense of gratitude.

Fortunately, I’m part of the Red Dragon Team.

Otherwise, on this journey, I might have died several times.

Just coming out of camp, he saw quite a few wounded, and even dead.

He realized even more that not every adventure group leader tries as hard as the Red Dragon Team to avoid unnecessary casualties.

I’m really lucky...