Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Just half an hour later, the new Lord of Carolina gave a painful speech to all the civil servants and "citizens" of the city-state: the Cult of the Dragon (a cult that worships dragons and tries to summon Tiamat) showed its traces in a mine outside the city. Although the cult members failed to complete the ritual with the help of the Lord and the Allied Mission, several instructors and slaves were killed.

The Allied Mission immediately set off for home after the danger, and then the Lord will temporarily transfer power to the civil servants according to legal procedures, and he will personally hunt down those hateful cultists.

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If she fails to come back, it is not anyone's fault.

Quest tearfully accused the evil deeds of the Cult of the Dragon, and even the four members of the Daniel Council who were listening were deeply moved. Then, when the "Lord Carolina" revealed his true identity in a secret conversation with them, several people did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly set off to return to the land of delusion.

Kidnapping the lord of a city-state and looting his mansion and secret room, Ron's trouble this time was not small.

But it was not big either.

Because just when everything was settled, when Ron went to meet with Karad who was moving camp, he saw a slender and familiar figure standing among the goblins, helping these creatures who were not even as tall as her waist to clean up the camp.

Gillianis, the former chief wizard of the empire who woke up early, was relieved of her armor, but the preface of the weaving was still hovering around her. If she wanted to leave, with her strength, I'm afraid no one could stop her.

"Uh, you?" Ron turned his face away awkwardly and turned to Victoria, "I told you not to let her die, but isn't it too fast to recover?"

Facing Ron, Victoria could only smile bitterly: "I didn't help her at all, she woke up by herself."

"As soon as we removed her shoulder armor, she woke up immediately and broke free from the restraints."

"It's a good idea, but it's still too difficult to deal with me." Gillianis also saw Ron, and the elf flew lightly to his side with a faint smile on her face.

"Your research direction is herbal medicine? You are quite good. Even I can be fooled. But a being like me naturally has countless ways to protect myself, even if I lose consciousness."

"Not to mention that your friends are trying to remove my equipment - the Sword Chant Lion Armor has a mental connection with me. When it leaves my body, it will sound an alarm and automatically release a series of spells such as protective toxins and advanced recovery from low to high until I regain consciousness and take the initiative to cancel the alarm."

"In order to escape the collapsed Hailan Empire, I paid too much. The Sword Chant Lion Armor is the only remaining "legacy" of my past."

"Legacy..." Ron looked strange, "One I always find it strange for a living person to say this. "

"If your race can live for seven or eight hundred years, you won't think so," Gillianis looked at the carriage prepared for Ron next to her, "Some things are not convenient to say here, let's talk in the car?"

"If you are afraid of me hurting you, you can bring someone else up, but believe me, if I really want to kill you, you won't even see me a second time."

Although Gillianis said so, Ron basically agreed with this statement, but for safety reasons, Ron still called Ivy. When the three of them entered the carriage, with a shout from Kalade outside, the entire army and the delegation set off on their return journey.

"Are you really going to go with us to the Delusion Land?" Ron rubbed his cheeks. He still suspected that he was dreaming. "When you are sober and without any coercion?"

"You know, our place is not like Carolina. We don't have that much funding for you."

"One of the uses of the funding is to go to various regions for investigation or to obtain experimental materials. Working in the Delusion Land can save a lot of money." Gillianis put on the returned Sword Song Lion Armor again, and the lion head opened its mouth, and a wine bottle and three slender flute-shaped cups fell out. "Shirley?"

"Thank you." Ron took the wine glass, and the elf filled it with mellow wine.

"Be careful that she poisoned the wine. There is nothing good in the Hailan Empire." Ivy reminded sourly, but even she herself could not resist the fragrance of the wine, and finally took the wine glass.

The reason why she was so careless was mainly because almost everyone in the world believed in a fact: if a powerful magician wanted to kill a half-elf who couldn't do magic and a human magician who had lost his spellbook, he didn't need to use such a despicable method as "poisoning the wine".

"Although I don't want to admit it, my attainments in this area are far inferior to this human," Gillianis smiled, "As for you saying that the Hailan Empire has no good things?"

"This bottle is a special wine for the Royal Family of Ryan. I can only be given a bottle by the way when I am awarded a medal. I don't want to drink it on weekdays."

"Sherry wine was not invented by the Royal Family of Ryan..."

"But Ryan Sherry was," Gillianis shook the wine glass in her hand, "Now the elves have established a new kingdom, but if I may be frank, the drinks they produce are all (dwarf swear words) and (orc swear words)."

"I thought you were a racist who disdained to learn the languages ​​of other races except the common language."

"On the contrary, personally, I like learning the languages ​​​​of other races (human languages) very much. When I speak their native language in front of these races more fluently than them, looking at their expressions, I know that elves are undoubtedly the best race in all the world (halfling language).”

Ron could barely accept the almost seamless language switching when the Archmage spoke, but Ivy was completely dumbfounded. With her innate racial advantages, she was proficient in several languages, but she couldn't understand a single word of an extremely unpopular language like Halfling.

"I understand," Ron sighed, "Then I have to wonder if it was a mistake to bring you to my territory - I accept residents of all races, even those who are not welcomed by the mainstream."

"I saw it, goblins," Gilenis didn't seem to mind, nor did she show any disdain or indifference. "This is a good thing. I can find suitable volunteers anytime and anywhere, and I can save money." Spend a lot of money.”

"As for communication, you don't need to worry. I have quite a lot of experience. No one will notice my true position."

The elf crossed one leg over the other: "But you are an exception, Ron. We are all researchers. When we cooperate, I hope you can know as much as possible, so that it will benefit both parties."