The next morning.
The girls who were more spiritual went to the University of the Supernatural, while the girls who were more physical stayed in Hearthfire Island to continue honing their skills.
Only Ask, who had just been promoted to Lv.5 (and had no need for potions for the time being), and Hood were left in the workshop in the military camp, researching something.
"I suddenly discovered that your team has a fatal problem." Hood said suddenly while operating the machine tool.
"What's the problem?" Ask asked, crossing his arms.
"Your girls are unremarkable," Hood commented.
No characteristics? Yes, Ask immediately understood what he meant.
These girls were discovered by me when they were rookies, and I nurtured them to where they are now. The advantage is that they grow faster and don't take detours, but the disadvantage is that their playing styles are similar to mine, lacking some personal characteristics.
No matter how proud Ask is, he dare not say that his playing style is completely flawless. If the whole team has the same style and is deliberately targeted... that is indeed a tricky problem.
"It seems I need to give them more opportunities to explore on their own," Ask said thoughtfully, "Let them play freely and develop a style of play that suits them personally."
Hood:
"I'm not talking about fighting style, I'm talking about personality!" Hood corrected, "Don't you think the girls under you have no personality characteristics?"
"What characteristics are you talking about?" Ask was completely confused.
"For example, let me give you an example." Hood said, "Eleanor, the Knight of Justice, can you add the character label of being conservative and old-fashioned?"
"For example, he is a mechanical idiot who can't use a mobile phone at all. He gets lost easily. He will stand up for the weak when they are bullied. Although he is tough, he has a gentle side and especially likes small animals..."
"For example, Peggy can have the attributes of a yandere. For example, she stalks you every day, gnashes her teeth when she sees you talking to other girls, hides eighty axes in her clothes, etc...."
"Are you writing a novel?" Ask interrupted him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Why are there so many messed-up attributes?"
"Without any attributes, your harem is really boring!" Hood expressed strong doubts.
"We are a mercenary group, not a harem group." Ask emphasized, "A mercenary group does not need to deliberately collect people with distinct personalities. We only need potential seedlings, and then cultivate them into reliable combat forces, and finally go to the battlefield."
"That's so boring." Hood complained.
“It doesn’t have to be interesting,” Ask said. “It just has to be a win.”
“Keep winning.”
Hood was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this guy was a little scary in some aspects.
"Let's talk about the second one." Ask sighed helplessly, "Did you also get those labels from novels and anime? For the purpose of expression, works of art will use some more distinct character labels."
"But in reality, where are there people like this around you? He gets lost easily. Does he have a maldeveloped brain? He has dozens of hatchets hidden in private. Does he really have no mental problems? Shouldn't he be sent to a psychiatric department for treatment?"