Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Inside? It doesn't look like there is anything inside." The black dragon used his paralyzed front paw to move the statue that had fallen into the mud. From the outside, there was indeed no connection on the bronze statue. To the inner hole, "And when you hear the sound, it doesn't sound like it's hollow."

"She should be referring to some kind of existence attached to it," Ron's hand brushed the black dragon's back, "Unfortunately, although Devin Booker's arrangement prevented it from escaping, it also destroyed the existence inside it... …Gillianis, can this statue come back to life?”

"At least it won't work today." The elf summoned a mage's hand to pick up the statue, and then controlled the water flow to absorb the mud above. "Look at the inscriptions here. This statue can only be summoned once a day. If you want Try to summon again, at least until the next morning."

"As for the summoning method, it was awakened by your blood. It's best to use the same method next time." Seeing Ron dragging his arm that had not fully recovered, Gilenis added, "But don't worry. , the evil presence inside the statue has been driven away, and it should not be so toxic when summoned again. After all, these elemental creatures are not ghouls. "

The Moon Elf also proposed to go down below to see where the fish-man paladin once lived. Since Ron was the only one among them who had been to the underwater cave, he had to prepare to enter the water to guide the way even though his hands were injured. . But after all, it was different from last time. Under the control of the three mages, the water flow of the underground river was divided as recorded in some religious classics, allowing the four people to freely approach the residence of the fish-man paladin without getting involved. A little bit of water.

"There was a fierce battle here." As they moved forward in this way, details that Ron and the others had not noticed in the past were also revealed. A large number of traces of the fight were difficult to erase even after being washed away by water. Ron noticed Those puncture marks in groups of three that penetrated the rock formations were probably left by the fish-man's trident.

The cave where I first met Devin Booker was completely empty. There was only a set of simple dominoes polished with fish bones scattered on the ground. The aura on them had not completely dissipated. It seemed that this was the saint. The warrior channeled his divine power.

"It is indeed the skill of the fishmen. The empire has had some not-so-friendly dealings with them in the past," Gilenis quickly made a judgment, "He is a brave man with a delicate mind. You see, If the domino is erected like this, it can mobilize stronger power to specifically target the water element without being activated by other creatures. But if so, the way the domino falls should be to deviate from due south."

"So, he deliberately left such a gap to target a wider range of targets." Sylvia understood what Gilenis meant. "I didn't expect that after so long, we actually accepted it again. His love."

"But there is one thing I am a little concerned about..." Ron recalled what he had learned during this period, "If it is just to store power so that it can be channeled out at a specific node, only some of the dominoes are needed, and the rest are What’s the use of dominoes?”

"Not everyone can find the optimal solution," Gilenis shook her head, "In my opinion, the other dominoes should be the redundancy produced by a paladin who is not good at this. But he didn’t know which part was effective, so he simply kept them all.”

The Moon Elf's explanation was somewhat dismissive of the fishmen, but this was also the conclusion she came to based on her own experience and knowledge: those dominoes were indeed useless, and some of them would even weaken the effectiveness of the entire system.

But out of respect for the paladin, Ron still recorded the position of the entire set of dominoes, and even took the physical objects away as a small souvenir. They did not stay too long here in Exuri. After coming up from the underground river, everyone immediately returned to the town with the dominoes and statues. Ron and Gilennis' laboratories were moved here, and maybe they could use it. Get more clues.

The next morning, the bronze egret was stained with Ron's blood again. Unsurprisingly, the blood-red lines re-perfected the seemingly rough statue. Along with yesterday's unfinished chirping, the egret statue reopened. The wings come to life!

"The statue! The statue is really alive!" Drayford climbed onto the table and pointed at the egret, which was looking confusedly at the crowd of people around it, and shouted, "This bird is like a living bird!"

"It's time to teach you Common Language," Ivy said with a silent slap on the goblin hunter's head. "And didn't Ron tell us when he came back last night? Is this worth making such a fuss about?"

"That's true, but this is a living statue!" Dreyfuddo nimbly dodged Ivy's hand, and then stretched out his hand to tease this elemental creature that didn't look as ferocious as it did yesterday. "Come on, can you sing?" ? Sing a song for everyone!"

"This is a heron, not a parrot." Ron sighed, arranged nine dominoes on the table, and looked up at the statue of the heron. "You were subdued by this yesterday. The existence in you has been driven away. Now , if you are no longer so hostile to us, what do you want to say to us? "

"After all, you seemed anxious to get somewhere yesterday? Or were you simply trying to escape from Exuri's lair?"

The egret obviously reacted to these dominoes and shrank back in fear, but then looked at Ron in confusion, as if he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

"Can it not understand Common Language?" Ron was a little discouraged.

"Generally speaking, no, but just to be on the safe side, I can try it in Tu language." Gilenis cleared her throat, and a pronunciation that almost no one in the room had heard suddenly rang out in her mouth, except for the bronze heron with one foot. Standing on the table, flexing his neck and hunching his head, he seemed to be listening very carefully.

"What are you asking it about?" Ron heard that Gilennis's words not only included the Tu language that he didn't understand, but also mixed in some common language words from time to time, but these were almost all positional words or references. noun for place.

The egret statue responded to Ron's question. After Gilenis finished explaining, the statue, which seemed to understand and seemed confused, suddenly stiffened and fell straight on the table with a "bang clang". It drank blood three times in two days. The sharp beak moved, and he screamed at the top of his lungs in a hoarse and deformed common language:

"The other side of the mountain! The count's estate!"