Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Fortunately, the elf researcher at least remembered to install a switch, so that this hand crossbow did not stand out among the many magic items, and at least it could still be of some use. However, its first appearance was so harsh that everyone present was extremely disgusted, so Ron had no choice but to bring it with him.

"Lightning, strong acid, water flow, fire, mind, erosion, so there is one more missing that I don't know where to go?" Gilenis looked at the grooves on the stone slab, "Although I am very satisfied with this work that deals with errands. There is not much emotion, but it is 'my' work anyway, so Lord, I still hope you can collect them again."

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"After all, if all seven gems are collected..."

"Can you summon a dragon?"

"If you take them and show them off everywhere, the dragons will come," the moon elf glanced at Ron who was teasing, "After all, even regardless of their magical value, they are rare enough as gems alone, let alone It’s still a complete set. From red dragon to golden dragon, I’m afraid no dragon can refuse its brilliance.”

"Your handling is good. That little dragon should know how to protect its treasure."

As she spoke, Gilenis put the slate back in its place. Her eyes swept over the two mimics who had just been frightened and were now recovering slightly, and landed on the pile of baby dragon treasures.

Most of them once belonged to an old green dragon named Orson Munirper.

"This is the gold coin of the Hylan Empire." Gilenis walked up to the piled hill, stretched out two fingers, and picked up a gold coin that looked quite old. Ron looked along her fingers. Printed on one side of the gold coin is the symbol of the double lion crown.

"If Hailan is just an ordinary country that has not withstood the test of time, this gold coin should be sold at a good price." Gilenis casually erased the magic mark left by Aiksuri on the gold coin and put it away. It went into his pocket, "but now it can only be used as an ordinary gold coin or an unwelcome souvenir."

"Don't you have any savings of your own?" Quest asked curiously, "The chief mage of the empire shouldn't have nothing to lose, right?"

"You also know my former identity. In order to prevent the past from being linked to the present and being tracked by spies like you, I spent a lot of money," Gilenis snorted and dug out the treasure again. Another gold coin with a completely different pattern, "Oh, you guys, look at this. Is the head on it somewhat similar to that of Queen Farama?"

"Calculating time, if you are an antique collector interested in the history of Delusion, you will probably be willing to pay six to ten times the price to collect them."

Gilenis kept rummaging through the treasures, as excited as a child picking up shells at the beach. The objects whose origins she could recognize certainly made her happy, but those she could not discern would add to her excitement - for researchers, the unknown is just another way of saying "soon to be known," at least in the future. This is what it was like before you really hit the wall.

Gilenis's research on antique appraisal is relatively limited, so she probably won't be in the latter desperate situation in this regard.

"What did you find?" Ron and others also joined the "treasure hunt" with great interest. When Sylvia suddenly stopped searching, everyone else's attention was attracted to the vampire. .

It was an animal statue that was almost as tall as an adult's forearm. A beautifully shaped but badly worn egret stood on one leg on the base. The entire statue is made of bronze and looks quite old.

"Benefactor, look at this statue!" Sylvia held the statue and walked to the elf. "Does the dragon really like such a dusty statue?"

"This material probably wasn't this color at the beginning," Ron took the statue and looked at it. The statue looked like a typical bronze, but it might have been frequently played with by its owner, so the surface was relatively smooth, "Generally speaking There will always be paint or paint on it, but it has been worn away over time, and the metal inside has been exposed to the air, and finally it looks like this,"

Ron's eyes met the eyes of the bronze egret. This statue seemed to be ordinary, and even the "finishing touch" that was once depicted was no longer visible where the eyes should have been.

But it was such a statue that couldn't even be regarded as having eyes. When Ron looked at it, a stinging pain in his soul struck him from his eyes without warning, forcing him to avoid this deathly thing. The object’s gaze: “It’s really weird, it seemed to be staring at me with evil intentions just now!”

"Is there such a thing?" Gilenis immediately came over. However, when the Archmage looked at the statue for a long time, she didn't feel anything was wrong at all. "I think you are a little nervous. That's it." It’s just a piece of art, but it’s now unrecognizable and may make you feel uncomfortable.”

"Or, we can also use other ways to verify this problem." Seeing Ron's noncommittal about this explanation, Gilenis simply took out a set of instruments and prepared to verify it on the spot, "I can use magic aura, curse, Seals and any other angle you can think of to experiment with.”

The instrument showed no response, and Ron himself could not detect any traces of magic on the statue.

"No. Then the next step is the curse. I will choose three common types of curses to observe the reaction. The tiefling should stand further away. Although this is not your true form, it may still lead to the result of the devil's curse."

Gillianis said so, but the result of the test was obvious: this sculpture was not cursed either, and any evil claws from a higher level had never infected it.

"Then the next step is the seal..."

Gillianis did not relax her vigilance because of Ron's casual words. She had a strong sense of awe for the unknown region and the legacy of the old green dragon. Perhaps it was this caution and rigor that allowed her to go all the way to the chief and was almost unaffected after the collapse of the empire.

But even she could not check what was wrong with this bronze heron statue. Even Ron had to start doubting himself. Was he really too nervous just now?

When Ron was suspicious, his fingertips unconsciously brushed the lower part of the statue's slender beak, and at this moment, the statue suddenly lowered its head, and the sharp beak instantly pierced his finger!