NOVEL NEXT Chapter 230: Tide Cleared , What’s Our Score?
One by one, the Trolls fell to Aoni's dumb and frankly simple plan, yet due to their lack of intelligence and absent self-awareness, what else could they do but die?
And the best part was, the horde of goblins was none the wiser. Even the last Hobby had no idea the trolls had vanished at random intervals.
To be fair, a lot of that could be attributed to the chimera meat Nyria has dumped in copious amounts; however, they truly were the dumbest of dumb creatures.
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Using his Ice Energia to seal off the neck of the final Troll, Aoni stored the corpse, still containing a good amount of blood, inside of a large chest, then tossed it in his inventory before directing his attention to the feasting Gobbys and Hobby roughly half a mile away.
Funny enough, he could actually faintly see the monsters even at this distance; after all, it wasn't like the Trolls had been careful as they bulldozed the local fauna.
"Gaoo gaoooo gaooo," while the Lad gazed off into the distance, a certain floof was practically vibrating as she begged to be set loose.
{'Pweese brodder, pweeesse can I go beats up da baddies?'} Looking up at Aoni with big, watery puppy eyes, Glacia pleaded.
"Give me onnnnne second, and then they're all yours, Glacia." Chuckling softly and reaching out to pet the floof, Aoni took his shooting stance, gathered an appropriate amount of mana, and blasted the head off the remaining Hobby.
Sure, it wouldn't have been much of a problem leaving it alive for her to eliminate; however, the chance wasn't exactly zero that the thing would be able to cobble some sort of command structure among the Gobby ranks, if left alone, which could, in turn, shift things against Glacia in a bad way.
| 2 pp Earned |
Upon receiving the kill notification, Aoni patted Glacia's head twice and said, "Alrighty, they're all yours, go have fun," and like a bolt of white lightning, the furry missile shot off to slaughter all the intruders.
"You can join her if you want, Nyria," Aoni stated as he looked up toward a tall branch where she was perched and keeping a careful eye on her sister, causing Nyria to shake her head in response.
{'I don't find the same happiness as Big sister from fighting.'} She said without tearing her eyes away from Glacia, who had already arrived and was slaughtering the unsuspecting goblins without a care in the world.
"That's fair; we should still head over there and keep an eye on the little goober; if not, well, I doubt anything would end up salvageable." Resigning himself to the fate of cleaning up her messes, Aoni, with Nyria following in the air, headed in the direction of the very, VERY one-sided battle.
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After a flurry of claws, teeth, and honestly adorable Gao-growling, Glacia came out as the victor and stood up on her hind legs while whooping like a little hooligan.
{'Did you see brodder, did you? I was like woosh hah yah yah yah CHOMP, I was pawwwsome,'} Puffing her chest out proudly and animatedly telling the tale of her battle much like how she'd had stories told to her by Aoni before bed, Glacia wasn't even breathing heavy, it had been that effortless to wipe out over 800 monsters solo.
"Pawsome…I think you mean to say, Brother, can I have fun bathtime before a big breakfast." Unsure if he should burst out laughing or be horrified at the floof, who was coated from head to toe in all manner of gore and bits of flesh, Aoni retorted, setting off the expected reaction from his summon.
"GAOOOO!"
{'BRODDER CAN I, CAN I HAVE DEM PWEEESEEE?'}
"Yes, yes, you can have both, but first, we gotta pack up all the good items, and then you can have your prize." Rolling his eyes and motioning for Nyria to join him in salvaging what they could from the corpses, Aoni got to work while Glacia bounced around happily as if this was the best day ever.
In the middle of the muted chaos fit for a slasher film, Aoni casually tossed out a comment without expecting any kind of response, yet received one out of the blue.
'Tide cleared, what's our Score this time?'
| Summon: Glacia – 63 out of 100 |
| Summon: Nyria – 100 out of 100 |
| Host: 30 out of 100 |
"PFFT HUH?" Sputtering and nearly tripping over a pile of corpses, Aoni stared up at the floating chat box incredulously, with his reaction drawing a suspicious look from Nyria and being completely ignored by Glacia.
'That actually worked, no, no, hold on, How the hell did I only get a 30, THAT'S A SUPER FAILING SCORE?'
| Incorrect; a super fail would be a zero or, worse, a negative score. Although the Host showed an eye for tactics, they left the battle up to their summons, relying too heavily on their natural abilities and showing little to no growth through the battle |
'Bull shit, I was the fucking STRATEGIST! That has to be worth something!' he cried while unhappily kicking a headless goblin in anger.
| It did; 25 of the Host's points came from strategy, and the other 5% was the Host's direct involvement |
Pinching the brim of his nose and taking several deep breaths, Aoni did what Aoni does best…and swatted at the air until the Attribute Notice vanished from sight before brooding in silence while collecting useful resources.
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Over two hours later, the scene of Glacia snoring away on her back, limbs splayed out, and a pudgy belly was easily observable on one side of the camp. At the same time, Aoni and Nyria moved around, collecting all the essential items he didn't want to be left behind.
The crafting and tanning areas had long since been packed up, and now the two of them were sweeping every other area, picking up chests or utensils that had been left out and getting ready for the big move into the Cavern.
'Annnnd done with this; now all I need to do is set up the Teleportation Array, move the flume down, and seal it up; then we can call it a day.' Dusting his hands and giving a final scan of the fort's interior, Aoni turned and headed into the empty cave.