Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"I understand that," Quest nodded. "Everything should be done step by step. Maybe we can change the views of your subordinates?"

The spy stood up and disappeared into the night again after saying goodbye to Ron. He had to inform his fellow tribesmen of the good news. On the other hand, Ron and his team continued to set off back to the trading post after dawn. Others should know the news about the Hailan Empire and the Green Swamp Baron.

But there are always some "people" who know faster than others.

"You succeeded."

When Ron and his team returned to the trading post, a golden dragon dragonborn stood outside, obviously waiting for them for a long time.

"The groaning of the soul furnace disappeared, and those miserable creatures with empty bodies were dead in the waterfall. Most importantly, the manipulator behind the scenes can no longer play his puppet game."

The golden dragon, who appeared in the appearance of a dragonborn, smiled and stretched out his hands to Ron, giving him a solid hug.

"But this is just the first step, right?" Ron did not respond to his enthusiasm, and asked, "Saran Lane has only been operating here for two or three hundred years at most, and before that, the delusion was already dangerous enough."

"That's right, remember the mine you went to?" The golden dragon walked into the hall of the trading station, "That's where the elves came from before."

"Then can I boldly guess that their queen is also planning something in the dark?"

The golden dragon paused: "I appreciate your foresight, but I personally think that the probability of this happening should not be too high."

"After all, do you remember the story I told? The queen was killed by her own subjects. If her people are not mistaken, she should be dead."

"And the stories and stories of that era have long been no longer circulated in this land Anecdotes, except for those mines, the traces of that kingdom have almost been wiped out. Even if she still tries to do something, I'm afraid she is powerless. "

"Of course, your concerns are reasonable. We should indeed guard against such low-probability events."

"So you came here to celebrate our victory this time?" Ron walked into the hall and found a chair to sit down. "I thought you would tell me some more information and let me continue to be a sucker and run errands."

The golden dragon smiled bitterly: "You think too much of me... I came here this time to celebrate your triumph, and I even brought a gift - look. "

The eyes of the dragon descendant incarnated by the golden dragon flashed three parts of reluctance, three parts of nostalgia and four parts of heartache, but in the end he closed his eyes that were almost like a palette, and stretched out his right hand tremblingly. In his palm, a pink gem lay quietly.

"Please, you are so bad," Sera couldn't bear it any longer, "You can afford such a small gem, but you are so reluctant to give it up? At least give us something else valuable."

"This is not an ordinary gem, it's one on that slab," the golden dragon said bitterly, "Even without the amethyst slab, this gem alone is worth a lot of money."

"I am just an adult dragon, how can I have so many magic treasures? This quality is even rarer!"

"It's because I am proud of being a golden dragon. If it were the copper dragons, they might have stolen it!"

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you metal dragons? Why are you doing this? Bahamut is watching you!" Ivy was unhappy. Although this thing was not theirs, it was their trophy!

How could this dragon work without doing any work and still want to share the spoils!

"I didn't do that," the golden dragon threw the gem to Ron with a guilty conscience, "It's still difficult for the dragons to obtain treasures legally, and you can't say that to them."

"Some young dragons or newly adult dragons often reach agreements with some banks or lords to guard the treasury in order to keep the treasure company. The copper dragons may be the worst group - in order to prevent depositors from taking their money, they often ask them all kinds of tricky questions. Over time, almost no bank on the continent dares to hire copper dragons as guards."

"In fact, there is still one," Yelena, who was still tied to the pole, interjected, "It should be in the desert. The connection between there and the Shadow Underworld is very weak. I've been there."

The golden dragon glared at the shadow spirit: "The operators of that bank are a pair of sphinxes! Do you think there are many people willing to deposit money with them?"

"What's wrong with the sphinx, what is that?" Sera and Driver were confused. They had never even heard of this name.

"Also called sphinxes, they guard secrets and treasures. They treat every visitor equally - all visitors must pass their tests," Sylvia explained, "including depositors who come to withdraw money."

"There was an unlucky wizard who thought he was extremely smart. He took a fancy to the confidentiality of the Sphinx and stored many of his treasures there," Jin Long curled his lips, "Then one time he was chased by someone, and when he was about to take out the trump card, he answered the question incorrectly."

"Uh, so he died?" Ron frowned. Isn't this price a bit too high?

"Oh no, he didn't die, he was just trapped," Jin Long raised his head and thought for a while, "If I remember correctly, he should have answered the questions of the male and female Sphinx correctly, but was stumped by the questions of the red copper dragon, so he was stopped at the door of the treasure house."

"His enemies were even worse off. They didn't even answer the first question and were stopped outside the ancient tomb that served as a bank. A few of them were so reckless that they tried to attack the Sphinx and force their way through, but in the end, they were all torn in half by their own hands."

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At first, I wanted to write the entire book a day, but the current situation is a little different from what I expected... To put it simply, I found a job, and that's why I was busy the past two days.

My speed is about 5 to 6 hours a day, but now I can't keep up with both objective time and subjective energy, so I can't continue to update at this rate...

I would like to express my sincere apologies to all my friends here.

If this book performs well, I might still be able to be a little tougher and not go, but now it seems that there is no way... My family doesn't approve of this, even if it's easier to get about the same amount of money from both sides.

I will still update at least twice a day, and try to update more when I have time. But when I have time is probably not something I can decide. (Sigh)