A few monsters followed it and they stood menacingly in the safety outside the walls. There was a total of seven monsters there, six level 8 and the one level 9 intellectual one.
However, that was quite a smart move, in contrast to the mindless blood thirst of weaker monsters.
"Are they supposed to be smart?" She asked Rowan, who had found his way next to her.
"No, Ms. Althea." He said, "But there are indeed very, very, few cases where some leading monsters gained a bit of intellect."
Althea looked at him curiously, waiting for more information.
"There have been sightings, especially in cities. I didn’t think I’d see one in a village."
"What are the implications?" She asked, emerald eyes staring at the distant monsters.
"Highly troublesome. If 5 was usually needed to take a monster of the same level, such type may need more—sometimes twice of that."
Althea paused, looking at the thing. "Has anyone tried… to tame them?"
Oslo blinked, surprised. However, he nodded in the end. "Yes, there were people, especially beast tamers, who tried. After all, intellectual monsters ought to be easier to take and more useful to keep, however…"
"Without exemption they all failed. Almost each attempt caused the deaths of the beast masters."
Althea nodded and turned back to the monsters standing still not too far from the walls. "What caused this?"
Oslo thought for a while. "The current observation was that other than strength and talent, these monsters also consumed massive amounts of aether."
Althea’s eyes sharpened, continuing his words. "It means they killed much more than the others."
Well, whatever these monsters were, there was no way she’d let one roaming around the territory. Wouldn’t that just trap people inside?
Her emerald eyes looked at the monster and then turned to the other two next to him.
"Rowan, Oslo." She said, "Can you weaken them enough for the others?"
Anyway, they couldn’t gain any experience from them, might as well carry the guards to level up like rockets.
The two men looked at each other in understanding, while Drake felt complicated. He also wanted to fight, but he could only be carried. As a former soldier, could it be comfortable?
But… getting stronger was still the priority.
The two aborigines quickly jumped down the nearly six-meter-tall wall, without fear and very gracefully.
Rowan softened his fall by using a strong flamethrower blazing out both hands, like a human rocket. Oslo, on the other hand, built platforms halfway through, albeit stemming from the ground.
Apparently, the wall could not grow any soil, metal, or any other solids made by Elementalists.
This was a little inconvenient now, but this was generally actually a good thing for those inside.
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