Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Oh, my dear friend, you are so sad to say that," Quest raised his glass and laughed, "You see, I am just doing dirty work for local lords. Because Lord Ron doesn't despise me, I have the qualifications to stand here openly."

"And what about my respected lord? He was even a wanderer and refugee not long ago. Even if he was lucky enough to have the talent for casting spells, he has already done his best to do this one thing well, and he has no energy to study other things."

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"Not to mention the most profound and complex political topics. Change? People like us are lucky to be able to live well, how can we understand more?"

"So you don't have to Don't worry about these - we are more like a single page of paper than a thick book - all our plans are the same as what is written on the surface. Now we are in urgent need of partners in various aspects. Although there have been misunderstandings in the past, we still think Carolina is a good partner. "

Tiflin said, pretending to approach the civil servant casually, and while reaching out to pat the other's shoulder, a check fell into his arms silently: "This is from Rose City, which can be exchanged in any city-state in the alliance. It is written in the name of Councillor Daniel."

"What do you want?" The civil servant's movements were also very skillful. Except for Leah who sneered when talking to Ivy, no one noticed their little movements.

"Meet a few people and discuss some business," Tieflin swung his tail, "maybe we can reach an agreement, maybe not, but no matter what, we will definitely resolve it peacefully."

"...How many people?"

"Four. Don't worry, we will never have any private dealings with officials like you, that's too inappropriate."

"Indeed, that's really inappropriate," the civil servant breathed a sigh of relief, "We will arrange a meeting, but please be careful, because of the recent political turmoil, there have been frequent murders."

"Our strength is not enough, sometimes the victim will not be found until the next day."

The tieflin politely saluted the other party: "Thank you for your reminder, we will definitely pay attention."

"All done?" Ron walked around the banquet, and when he came back, he met Quest who was waiting for him.

"Of course," Quest put away his overly professional fake smile and put on a normal smile on his face, "but I have to remind you again, it's better not to be too obvious."

"If your visiting list becomes a roll call by the Grim Reaper, even if all the evidence does not point to you, rumors will quickly spread throughout the streets."

Drow, dressed in a white dress, appeared quietly beside the two of them: "So I have always suggested to you that I can solve some of them myself."

"During this time, you can appear in some eye-catching occasions to provide proof of your absence. In this way, the only person you have a false suspicion of will be Henry Robinson."

Tiflin glanced behind Seymour. Although Carlos was chatting with his eldest brother, his eyes were slyly glancing over here.

"I believe in the professionalism of the drow assassins, but I don't believe in that young man," Quest raised his chin, "Seymour, if you go by yourself, I believe Lord Ron will not stop you, but if you take Carlos with you..."

"Please, we are just brokers and businessmen, is it necessary to be so cautious?"

"If we fail, it will cause trouble for many people," Ron frowned and whispered, "So, we can first find the medium-difficulty one to test, if there is no problem, I can rest assured to give you the simplest one."

"As for the instructor, we must be careful enough, how about this?"

Seymour was still a little unhappy, but he had to admit that Ron was indeed cautious enough: "Well, okay, Carlos and I will go to collect intelligence first, and after the plan is set, you will stand guard on the side!"

After the banquet was over and everyone returned to the residence prepared by Carolina, Seymour and Carlos did not stay too long. Taking advantage of the crescent moon to climb over the wall outside the hotel, they quickly disappeared into the city of Carolina.

"That kid learned very well."

Inside the inn, Driver closed his eyes on the soft sofa, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, because his senses were not here at the moment, but attached to Dabai.

"When they were sneaking, no one could find them. Oh, they seemed to have found some kind of intelligence dealer. Carlos went over and gave him a bag of money and started asking questions."

"I don't know how he behaved here, but he didn't look suspicious when he saw a dealer. Oh, they separated...wait?"

The goblin hunter frowned, but soon relaxed: "The dealer seemed to be preparing to record their whereabouts-oh, Seymour took action, he killed that guy!"

"Typical drow style," Ivy shook her head, holding her forehead, "Forget it, it's better than being exposed."

Seymour's behavior is very different from that well-known drow ranger. That gentleman is a legend, and Seymour is just a drow who doesn't want to continue to be manipulated by Rose. He is still deeply influenced by the ethnic culture, but he basically doesn't show it in his delusion.

After returning to Carolina, he immediately succumbed to the customs and culture without any scruples - but it was also these things that guaranteed his skills.

In the following days, during the day, everyone followed Ron to visit various Carolina people, who either held power, or controlled financial resources, and some held the right to speak.

They were quite cold at first to the visit of a "country lord", but when the checks issued by Daniel, which would never be checked, fell into the arms of these people, they began to show great kindness and enthusiasm to Ron, as if even if Ron overthrew the current lord here, they would come and kiss his boots.

Ron didn't mind contacting such people. It was better to know what they wanted than not to know. If there were various cooperations in the future, it would be necessary to take care of the relationship in advance.

However, people who could be bought with money would often betray because of money. Ron knew this, so he would never leak important information to these people.

At night, it was the time for Zhuoer, Driver and Carlos. They spent several nights working to figure out the deployment of all the guards in Carolina City and the movements of some dying people: for example, the slave trader, this guy hardly slept in his own home every night, those brothels were his bedrooms, and females from various regions and different races were his beds.

It was really easy to deal with such people who liked to "wander" in the middle of the night and would not be protected by bodyguards at certain times.