Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Try if you can wash it." Ron said teasingly.

"What's wrong with this--ah?"

Ivy casually threw the clothes into the wooden bucket filled with water, and then she was surprised to see the crumpled robe floating on the water.

"What's going on?" Ivy stretched out her hand and pushed it into the water. However, when she took it out again, not to mention it was soaked, there weren't even many water drops on it!

"Waterproof effect!" Ron laughed, "The patterns I carved on the inside of the clothes make this clothes waterproof!"

"What did you learn?!" Ivy threw the robe in Ron's face, "Cancel it immediately, or you will change into a new one!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it lasts for two days, I added a timing effect," Ron said with a smile, "Actually, the set of knives is not the key, those books are the most important thing."

"Even if I don't have a carving knife, I can now enchant any inanimate object by spending magic power, energy and time by infusing it with magic. However, what I have learned so far is limited to some daily uses, such as making it fragile. Things are tougher, waterproof and dustproof.”

"What if you use a carving knife?"

"It's like this." Ron went back to the room and got a spoon. "You said before that there was a spoon missing. I used it for experiments."

On the handle of this ordinary spoon, Ivy could see many lines and symbols that were so small that they were difficult to identify: "What did you do to our spoon?"

"I added a trick to it - don't look at me like that. I'm not an explosion maniac. All my finished products must have safety as the first factor."

Ron knew that there were people in the world who specialized in this business: artificers, a group of guys who had a 91% chance of making their creations explode and produce miraculous effects. He definitely didn't want to be like this, so he was very restrained in choosing effects when enchanting.

"Okay," Ivy said with disbelief written all over her face, "What can I use this spoon for?"

"Uh...buling buling?" Ron broke the spoon a little, and it immediately lit up like the fluorescent stick in his previous life. "I added a light spell on it. Just break it. The advantage is that it doesn't need to be The limitation of casting materials is that they can only shine."

"I definitely don't want to risk it with a spoon when I go back to Dreamland!"

"Actually, I was planning to add a blade protection at first, but I thought that might be weirder..."

"When using the carving knife, I can add magical effects to a non-magical item. Unless it is a daily attribute, only spells that are at least two levels lower than the strongest spell I can use can be almost 100% successfully enchanted. "I determine the trigger conditions, effective time, etc." Ron briefly introduced the new tricks he learned.

"You can also try more powerful spells. However, the difficulty of enchantment will increase for each higher level, and the probability of destroying items or even causing explosions will match it."

"So, you can also make magic items like those gems in the future?"

"It's possible, but even when I have that strength, it will consume a lot of materials, energy and time," Ron thought for a while, "Enchanting is not free for me. Attaching spells or using non-magic Turning an item into a magic item requires corresponding preparation spells, and rechargeable lightning gems require more consumption.”

All in all, this thing is still too far away for him to apply in actual combat. It would be a good choice to make some gadgets for daily use.

"That would be a pity," Ivy said, roughly understanding Ron's current progress. "If you were stronger, you might be able to directly impress the members of the Rose Council and get them to stand directly on our side."

"Rose Parliament?" Ron responded, "Is there any news from Hendricks?"

"Yes, but I have to finalize it with us in detail. It's downstairs now - if you don't come out, I was ready to break down the door just now."

When Ron got dressed and followed Ivy downstairs, he saw a huge figure sitting on Ivy's "exclusive seat", and beside him, Constance was talking to Ivy's parents. Laugh and chat.

"It seems like your relationship isn't that bad."

"It's just that I can't get along with her," Ivy muttered. "If she hadn't been unwilling to live under the same roof with me, my parents would have taken her in."

"Ah, Ron, you are very energetic!" Hendricks glanced at Ron's still wet hair and smiled, "It seems that I pinched it at the right time, just in time for you to swim ashore from the sea of ​​books!"

"I accidentally entered the deep water area, and it was hard to come back," Ron laughed in agreement, "You must have achieved results this time, right?"

"That's right," Hendricks nodded. "The situation is not very good. Many members have concerns about favoring you."

"Concerns? Are you worried that we won't be able to stand firm?"

This is basically the stereotype of people who explore dreamland: they are brave, but they don’t know how long they can survive.

"This is one aspect. In addition to this, they also have another concern: generally speaking, they question your civil and military skills."

"What do you mean? Can you explain it in detail?"

"Some people are worried that you are not strong enough in martial virtue, and you can't stand firm and deal with Carolina," Hendricks shook his overweight body and found a more comfortable sitting position, "others are worried that your martial virtue is too strong, Carolina is just a small target of yours, you have bigger ambitions."

"You arranged all the goblins and adventurers who attacked Carolina in the wilderness - don't rush to deny it, we don't have evidence, but we are not fools, there is no such coincidence in the world."

"You scared some people."

"Please, not really -" Sera dragged out his voice, "How can there be such a coward?"

"Not only is there, but there are many More," Hendricks glanced at Sera. The scene of the barbarian tearing the dire wolf apart with his bare hands would be engraved in his mind for the rest of his life. "So in view of these two points, I propose to hold a banquet and match it with a gladiatorial contest."

"That's what I promised that day, I would find a real gladiatorial contest for Miss Sera."

"Use both hard and soft tactics, and combine hardness and softness; two concerns will be eliminated at once," Ron nodded, "Thank you for your help, but how should we do it specifically?"

"It's very simple. You will be divided into two parts. One part will be responsible for persuading the first group of people in the arena, and the other part will be responsible for persuading the second group at the banquet," the spice merchant glanced at Ron, "One thing that needs to be reminded is that according to the rules of gladiatorial contests, gladiators cannot use magic or divine arts."