He was really starting to crave it.
You know, he hadn't eaten seafood or river-fresh produce in a long time. The last time was, well, last time.
"Shall we try to catch them all in one go?"
Although he didn't think this Iron-Clawed Crab Tribe would cause much trouble for his team, they still didn't let their guard down completely.
The difficulty of this mission was still present.
Those ordinary Iron-Clawed Crabs hid in the reeds near the water; although this species of demon was inherently aggressive, he couldn't entirely rule out the possibility of them getting spooked and retreating into the river.
Gauss didn't want to fight them underwater, it would just add unnecessary trouble.
"Let's catch some prey first to lure the crabs ashore."
After thinking for a bit, Gauss decided to adopt the relatively primitive strategy of luring the enemy in.
After all, it wasn't troublesome.
Prey was everywhere.
