Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"I knew it!"

As soon as Ron said this, there was laughter and curses in the hall. But no one takes this seriously. After all, Ron is a mage, not a shooter. When his body is not temporarily taken over by some powerful being, using a bow and arrow to cast spells is just an attempt and the icing on the cake.

Even if he doesn't carry an arrow, it won't prevent Ron from playing his due role in the battle.

"It looks like you are all ready? We can go." At this time, the three spellcasters from Eldon College appeared at the stairway of the second floor. In addition to Eldon, the other two students looked at It couldn't be called "ready" at all - they didn't even wake up from sleep!

"Lord, don't you need to prepare spells?" Gordon yawned and staggered down the stairs, while Shiva was not much better than her classmates, "I spent several hours choosing spells. , I didn’t sleep until it was dark.”

"Me too." The makeup on Shiva's face was more than one layer thicker than that at yesterday's dinner, and it could barely cover her dark circles. "Sir, what kind of spells do you usually need to prepare when you are living a delusional life? Must be very experienced in this! ”

"Me?" Ron was stunned for a moment, "I don't think I have any reference value: I don't cast most spells through spell books."

"And you don't need to worry about spells at this time: the first stop we have to go to is more than a day or two away, and it doesn't matter how well prepared you are now."

"I told them this, but unfortunately, young people are always too young." Elden laughed, with a posture of "if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss before your eyes", he reached out and patted his waist , there is a set of special scroll bags wrapped around it, with eight arcane scrolls arranged in it.

If he is in danger, he can pull out the scroll and tear it open at any time, and the casting speed will never be slower than regular chanting.

"I have said more than once when I was in the academy that spell casters should develop the habit of making their own scrolls and potions in their free days in case they are needed in case of emergencies. How about using them in time to avoid regrets?"

"Old antiques also have merits," Dreyfus glanced at Elden provocatively and chuckled, "After all, being able to live to this age is enough to illustrate his strength - although the dwarf has a long lifespan Very big, but not many survive to that age.”

"The same goes for goblins." Elden was not annoyed, but he was not forgiving. "According to statistics, the maximum lifespan of goblins should be about eighty years old, which is similar to humans. But in fact, it can reach as many as 20,000 years." In this sample, less than 10% of the goblins are over twenty years old - you should be the leader among your tribe."

"I'm only eighteen or nineteen this year!" The goblin hunter's face turned dark when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Elden.

"Ah, I'm really sorry about that - maybe I should wish you to be one of those ten?"

Victoria patted Drivedo on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, not many of the 20,000 samples can release magic, let alone a priest following him."

"As long as we always act together, I guarantee you will survive until death."

Sera had already stepped out of the door with one foot: "Relying on repeated resurrections? Then Dreyfuddo will definitely be tempted to commit suicide!"

"You fart!" The goblin who was teased could no longer keep the teasing on his face, and started chasing outside.

As Ron said, Gordon and Shiva's sleepless nights in preparing spells were completely useless. They took Polly's former lair as their first destination. The group of people walked and walked until the fourth day. I saw the hag hut hidden in the woods and swamps.

Due to no one cleaning it, the hut fell into disrepair in just a month or two. If Ron and the others hadn't had a good memory, they would have thought they had found the wrong location.

"No traps, no illusions?"

The female student Shiva held a notebook and followed Dean Elden step by step with extreme caution. She did not dare to step on the path Ron and the others took. The same goes for her male classmates. of caution.

"Don't you see that no one lives here anymore?" Sylvia pointed to the hut with the door wide open. "Without the owner, how can there be any illusion? Who will maintain them in the swamp? frog?"

"As for the traps, there are, well, like this one," Drayford kicked away a puddle of mud and stepped on a fishing net amidst Shiva's exclamation, "This is the fifth time we've been here. The ground has been scratched by me, how can there still be an effective trap?"

"But you have to be careful about the frogs Sylvia said - the last time she cooperated with the hag, the two red hats under her hands turned into frogs and stayed nearby, helping the hag look after the house and the courtyard. "

As he spoke, the goblin hunter suddenly pretended to be surprised: "Look! Is the frog at your feet the red hat?"

The students' screams suddenly echoed around the swamp, but Dreyfuddo, who had succeeded in his prank, burst into laughter watching them throw magic spells into the swamp to explode the frogs, and finally simply lay down in the mud. Laughing wildly and rolling around.

"You two should put down your books and take a look at the actual situation around you." Ron suppressed a smile, and Elden stopped two students who were frying frogs in the swamp, "You always say how long it took you to Time to think about the preparation and coordination of spells, but when it comes time to actually apply the spells, you always fail to think of them.”

"Where's your ability to see through invisibility? Where's your detection magic? If you have a scroll, you can try looking for traps again? If you're skeptical about the surrounding environment, just use your own eyes to see it!"

"Alas..." Looking at the embarrassing students one after another, Elden couldn't help but cover his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at them, "In the academy, they really don't have access to these things..."

"I understand," Ron waved his hand, indicating that the dean did not need to worry, "Who hasn't had a first time yet? They all come from this time, but some people have a shorter adaptation period, while others have a longer adaptation period. ”

"But I believe that as time goes by, they will definitely have enough experience to help them deal with various situations with ease."

"But the adaptation period should not be too long," Sera and Dryford said in unison. The two people who knew each other immediately high-fived and celebrated, and walked towards the hag's hut with the door wide open. "The wilderness can't wait for such a long time. , it is easy for creatures that are still adapting to die in advance.”

"Just like here," Drayford walked up the steps and looked back at the two students who were still in shock. "Because this hut has not been inhabited by hags for a long time, it can easily become the lair of some monsters or beasts. If you walk in recklessly, If you go in, it will be easy - why do you look at me like this?"

The goblin hunter touched the back of his head, and a burst of hot air immediately spurted out from the back, along the collar and into his clothes. What followed was a drop of thick, fishy liquid dripping down his neck.

"What..." Drayford turned his head, and a bloody mouth with burnt-yellow teeth immediately filled his entire field of vision. The breath and liquid he had just been exposed to were all produced by this huge mouth that had just appeared. .

The eighteen-year-old goblin immediately jumped into the distance and made a sharp explosion.