Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

The execution of Hubert may make some members of the shapeshifters feel resentful, but it can also effectively solve the problem of their integration into the local community - they are all upright gentlemen, and they will not even protect their own compatriots out of favoritism. Even the residents who are most prejudiced against the shapeshifters cannot say anything.

In this way, the situation of the remaining members will definitely be much better.

"I hope there won't be any more of these people among the compatriots you choose," Ron listened to the noise outside and knew that someone had been killed in advance. He nodded at Quest, "I did reach an agreement with you, but there is no place for this kind of role."

"Of course," Quest bowed slightly, "I assure you that none of the remaining people want to see this happen."

"I just want to live a peaceful life," the Yungang craftsman muttered, "You lack craftsmen who provide daily necessities here, and obviously I can fill this vacancy."

"Lord, everything is missing here," the halfling spread his hands, "I think there should be a place for a locksmith here."

"Locking and keying are what I am best at... Don't look at me like that, I stopped doing those things decades ago."

In the end, these shapeshifters were handed over to Quest for overall arrangement, and Annie would choose a suitable location for them to build a new home. And just after Ron finished the finishing work, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the trading post hall.

"Mr. Ron," a halfling priest in a priest robe came over and bowed slightly to Ron, "Some things may require your consent, about the two... two humans you brought back."

"Oh, them, is there any problem?" Ron raised his eyebrows. It should be that Gran and the other two went to find Boone, hoping to confess their misguided ways, "Does Ms. Tymora disapprove of this approach?"

"That's not the case..." Boone hesitated, "Ms. Lucky has no teachings in this regard, and I am also very happy to see them get rid of the influence of the demon lord. It's just that Mr. Gran doesn't intend to stop there."

"He hopes to stay here and continue to serve as a clergyman after conversion."

"I'm afraid it won't be easy, right?" Victoria looked behind Bunny. The two former cultists were trying to hide behind the priest to reduce their presence, but the petite figure of the halfling priest could not cover the two big men. "Can you two still cast divine spells normally?"

"Not now." Ge Lan smiled awkwardly. He raised his hand. The fleeting turbid light on his fingertips seemed to indicate that he was a clergyman not long ago, but when he refused to accept the gift from the abyss, he now returned to the ranks of ordinary people.

This may also be the common end of all spellcasters with similar spellcasting logic to the priest: their power does not come from themselves. After giving up their faith and betraying their oaths, if they cannot find subsequent sustenance, their former abilities will be like a big dream.

"I admit that we have our own selfishness," Grant admitted openly, "The lives of ordinary people are too far away for us, and we are not sure whether the abyss will retaliate for this - we need new sustenance and new shelter."

If they offended the devil, they might be treated as a fart, or even lose their souls directly. But the devil will not, no one knows what they think.

Furious? Don't care? Or just happened to forget about it, and who knows when to remember it? No one can confirm, even the devil himself may not be sure.

In this fearful waiting, the pressure on Grant and the others is undoubtedly the greatest.

"I'm not sure if Tymora will help you with your mentality," Ron looked at them, then looked at Bonnie, "but I think your concerns are reasonable - Bonnie, if it's not too much trouble, help them."

"I'm afraid it's not something I can control, but since you said so..." Bonnie turned around, "Please follow me, I will spread the gospel of Ms. Bonnie to you, but as for the results, I'm sorry I can't guarantee it."

"That's enough, thank you Miss Bonnie, and thank you, Sir Ron!" Glenn and his companions were overjoyed, and hurriedly followed Bonnie and left one after another.

"You are finally back," Seymour came in after Bunny, but unlike Miss Pastor, there was no one following him, but he was holding a wooden box in his arms, "During the time you were away, the militia I was responsible for training found this when they were driving away nearby wild animals."

"According to the report from my militia, this box was found in a semi-abandoned camp. A crazy man immediately fled the camp after seeing them and never came back."

Ron motioned Seymour to put the box on the table: "Camp? Did you define the area for driving away wild animals too large?"

"It's around the newly reclaimed farmland. The farthest place is where the villagers occasionally go to cut wood," Seymour was also puzzled by this, "From there, you can see the village's sentry tower by just standing on tiptoe. It's impossible for him not to see the location of the village."

"That means he has something to hide," Ivy said, "Didn't the foul borer and the devil duke say it before? Some people have already started digging graves. Maybe that lunatic is one of them."

"Considering the garrison strength of the place we are going to, it is not surprising that he went crazy - but this box, could it be the remains of the queen that they dug out?"

Sera lifted the box and weighed it: "Come on, Ivy, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? The weight of this box is too light, it must be that."

"I bet there are only their clothes and the like in it. As for what made that guy crazy, it should be the ghosts and will-o'-the-wisps wandering at night?"

"Seymour, have you opened the box to have a look?"

"No," Seymour shook his head "According to the militia, the location of the camp is strange because it is not a remote place and patrols pass by it every day."

"But the camp appeared 'suddenly' on that day and no one had noticed it before. Even ordinary people can detect the strangeness of this matter."

"So I asked them not to dismantle the camp and send people to monitor it from a distance. As for this wooden box, it is the only closed container in the camp. After confirming with Annie and Bonnie that there would be no problem, we brought it back as evidence."