Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Are you doubting me?!"

The queen's head was breathing heavily, and the whole room seemed to come to life again. But this time, Ron, who was prepared, did not let her do what she wanted. In a brief but intense confrontation, Ron regained control.

The opponent is very strong, but strong on the outside and weak on the inside. With only one head, she is like a duckweed without roots. As long as she is prepared accordingly, she can do nothing.

"I'm stating the facts." The wooden boards around the body slowly but resolutely followed their original way and were reattached to the ground. Ron looked at the queen who had become lonely and had a calm expression. "You don't need to tell me There is no point in getting angry, you will be the only one affected in the end.”

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"One of your legs has rotted away. I don't mind applying some external force to make your head become the same - you won't die anyway."

"Are you threatening me?" The head snorted, "No, you don't dare. Even if I have become like this, I still have the ability to plant a curse on you!"

"At worst, I don't want any reward from the Archduke of the Devil," Ron shrugged. "It's good enough to take away plague gods like you from my territory. Gracia will definitely not mind helping me lift another curse—— For an existence of her level, it’s just a matter of moving a finger.”

"As for you, your mud-like head shouldn't affect your ability to serve her. Maybe I can use this to draw a big picture for you. For example, I will only consider rehabilitating you after completing a certain task."

"You -" the queen said in a sullen tone, "don't forget, your men are still trapped in the maze that sealed me! If you dare to do this to me, you will lose them forever!"

"The red copper dragon guarding my arm is just a misstep that has caused eternal hatred. In order to seal my most powerful mind, those demons sent two demons to suppress it in the maze. Those shape-shifting monsters will never be able to Get out of it!”

Listening to the Queen's words, Ron suddenly let out a series of sneers: "Have you been sealed for so long that even your brain is entangled in spider webs?"

"My subordinates? A group of shapeshifters?" Ron looked over his head, confirming that Sebach on the experimental table had not yet woken up. "Why do you think I would treat a group of shapeshifters as my subordinates? You are crazy. Or me?"

"Why don't we do the opposite: cooperate obediently and bring them out, so that I can consider letting you meet the traitor you call the traitor first - if you are confident that you can beat that Datina."

Skull fell silent again as she considered the credibility of what Ron said.

"If I help you, will you really do this?" The Queen's head slowly spoke, "If what you say is true, then she is the devil recruited by His Highness Gracia. But we will definitely try to kill each other, if If one of the parties really dies, the Duke’s anger may spread to you.”

"You seem to have some misunderstanding about me," Ron snorted, "I didn't sell my soul to the devil, I just wanted to make some extra money."

"Besides, I'm just a mortal, and I can't predict the future. How can I know the subsequent development of the situation?"

"You don't have to worry about today's people - do you agree with my proposal?"

For an ancient queen who was not completely dead, but could not be considered alive, she did not have many options. After some consideration, the head agreed to help Ron fish out Quest and the others first. The Queen gave her advice on how people should be saved.

Ron took her back to the trading post, and asked Anne to carry Sebach away for further treatment, and notified everyone else to come over for a meeting.

"The labyrinth is run by a pair of demons. Although demons do not have the concept of 'love', they may still combine into relatively stable partners under certain circumstances." In the hall, the queen's head was placed squarely on the table. Go up and explain to the people around you what needs to be paid attention to in this rescue operation, "This is the one who guards my seal."

"One of them is called Brogmir. This cunning bull-headed demon once served Baphomet, the king of the horned demon. He built the labyrinth and the mechanisms inside it; the other is called Sarisha, and this succubus used to be the succubus of Gela. It is said that Zite’s advisor was sent to guard me because she had some problems during the battle with the devil, which prevented her from continuing to perform her duties as an advisor.”

The Queen frowned: "I will draw a detailed map for you to prevent you from getting lost or encountering dangers that are difficult to deal with, but correspondingly, you must also ensure my safety - don't even think about bringing me back. Give it to the devil in exchange for the freedom of those shapeshifters. The only language these bastards of the abyss can understand is blood and wails. A tough stance can make them surrender more than politeness."

"Their duty is to guard you. If you are not returned, it will be difficult to avoid a war, right?" Yelena, who happened to be back at the trading station to rest, was also pulled over. After all, this shadow spirit is an expert in this field. , "If it's the same as the undead knights who sealed your legs, we're afraid it will be difficult to defeat them."

"I will try my best not to let you be discovered," the queen glanced at the pale-skinned elf, "Are you a contract magician under His Highness?"

"Part-time consultant here," Yelena pointed at Ron and then at herself, "I have to thank you for the mess you made, otherwise it would be difficult for people like me to find a job."

"Especially without having to wear a hood all day and act as a mysterious person." She added.

"Lord, can you take me with you on this mission?" Andre stood up. The young man looked haggard. Ever since Quester led his men away, he had been tortured by his conscience and sense of responsibility. When he heard that Quester and his men were trapped in a dangerous place, his conscience became even more unbearable. "I have an unshirkable responsibility for the distress of Quester and others. If they can't come back safely, I..."

The young paladin blamed himself for all this. If he could have kept the owlbear at that time, nothing would have turned out like this.

"Andre, this has nothing to do with you," Sera patted his shoulder and forced him back to his seat, "Who would have thought that hunting owl bears would get close to ancient ruins?"

"But..."

"Andre, no buts," Ron glanced at him, "As you said, this emergency is indeed related to you, and as a paladin of Tyr, you have an unshirkable responsibility to fight against demons, don't you?"

Andre's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right! Please rest assured that I will definitely fulfill my duties!"

"There are a lot of people who need to be rescued this time," Ron glanced at the people present, "We don't know how many of them are still alive and how many can act on their own, so we may need more manpower."

"But fortunately, we are now full of talents here - come and sign up, we have to form at least a search and rescue team of about twelve people."