Once Rey left the Eighth Floor and returned to the Hobgoblin Clearing, he was once again welcomed by their subservient bows.
Rey was already so used to this that he merely waved his hand and they respectfully dispersed to fulfill their respective roles.
He called for competent-looking Hobgoblins—twelve in number—and decided that they would be the team responsible for his Monster Core Harvesting.
Spending the rest of his limited time bringing them down to the Eighth Floor and explaining how they were to trail straight down and harvest all the Monster Cores that were left there, Rey could see that the Hobs understood him.
'Is it just me, or have they grown more intelligent?'
He shrugged it off as nothing, deciding to remain as skeptical as possible.
'I'll come back tomorrow to see how they fare. Hopefully they get this on their first try.'
That would remove a lot of hassle from his future endeavors.
