Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Mr. Holt, you are talking nonsense."

"I know what I am talking about, sir," Evander pointed to the map behind Ron, "The main activity area of ​​​​Furnace Fortress is east of the city-state alliance's sphere of influence. If they don't plan to cross the mountains, they can only come to the trade post between us and the city-state alliance. Goblins and dog-headed people usually don't set foot there, and we can more easily clean up a "clean" area," Evander said, and the scars on his face were like living things. "Those old-fashioned people who only know how to follow orders will definitely not want to investigate further, and the assessment of Miss Victoria can be successfully completed."

"Of course, it is not enough to just manage people well. We have to perform a full set of performances. All utensils, food, etc. must be screened to prevent exposure as much as possible."

Evander's method is quite like dealing with inspections by superiors, but this is just a superficial project. Ron dare not guarantee that those moralists can be as "easy to talk to" as their superiors.

"Even if they don't want to investigate further, they will always hear rumors. We are now more or less a transportation hub. How easy is it to conceal the news?"

Evender showed a cunning smile: "Rumors cannot be used as evidence, otherwise, not to mention the outside world, even their inner sect will probably be purged and only the Inquisitor will be left."

"As long as we hold on tightly, they won't be able to see any clues. It's easy for them to come and go, but it's difficult to come again."

"Not to mention the Inquisitor, even if it's the Inquisition, they can't kick the door and search every few days, right?"

The two of them had made up their minds, and Evender immediately called Victoria over. The pastor of Heim was preaching in the church at this time. He had no idea what was going to happen to him. He just heard that Ron had a letter to give her, so he hurried over.

"Sir, I heard that there was a letter from me?" Evender was still an "outsider" to her now, so when he was present, Victoria chose to use more formal honorifics instead of calling him by name.

"I only have one uncle whom I haven't seen for many years. I heard that he is making a living between city-states. Could he have a letter?"

Victoria's family ties are not as close as Ivy's, so the pastor's reaction seems to be relatively cold. But when Ron handed her the original letter, she saw the wax and seal on it that were preserved as intact as possible, and Victoria's breathing became rapid.

"I'm sorry Victoria," Ron thought she was unhappy that he had read her letter, "but I have to check it in advance, after all, this letter comes from--"

"Melting Iron Barrier! I know!" Victoria interrupted Ron quickly, "Oh my God, since the day I started serving Heim, there has been no day that I didn't want to join them!"

"These respected knights and priests, under the guidance of Heim and other gods, have been fighting on the front line against the abyss, sin and chaos! Could it be that our deeds have even reached their ears?"

"It has been heard, Miss Victoria," Evander shook his head gently, "but I'm afraid it's not the way you expect-Miss Victoria?"

Ron watched Victoria on the opposite side complete the whole process from passionate to cold water, and finally stiff petrified in tens of seconds. After reading the whole letter, Victoria was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

She still couldn't believe it, and scanned every word in the letter over and over again: "No, this is impossible, this... why is it like this?"

The priest who has always been resolute actually cried a little in his throat at this moment.

"Maybe it's because of your friends," Ivender mercilessly shattered Victoria's last fantasy, "I heard that when clergy violate the commandments, their holy emblems usually react according to the degree of violation, Miss Victoria, no one should know this better than you, right?"

"That's right," Victoria's whole body drooped, thinking about the number of times the holy emblem in her hand was hot, she felt dizzy, "Heim..."

"But I don't think I have betrayed my faith! Everything I have done and everything I have tolerated is for the people and things I protect, this is my duty! Why would they come to investigate me?"

"Of course I believe you have not betrayed your faith, otherwise you would have lost the opportunity to bathe in the glory of God," Ivender shrugged. Shoulder, "But what if they think you have 'deviated' from the creed and need to be whipped to get you back on track?"

"Whip, back on track..." The lost priest muttered to himself, "Yes, you have a point, Mr. Holt. But what should I do?"

"If you want to join the Crucible, my suggestion is to put all non-human races in the entire territory on the gallows, stakes and guillotines," Evander gave Ron a reassuring look, "which should at least include the great hobgoblin Lord Kalade, the goblin hunter Mr. Driver and Miss Sylvia. If you want the church to fully believe in your position, you should also add Lord Exuri, who should have believed in Bahamut a long time ago."

"In this way, they will definitely invite you to join their knights and fight together on the 'front line'."

Ron observed the priest's facial expression. This friend who had lived and died many times showed a moment of shock after hearing Evandell's "wonderful plan", and then his mood quickly changed to anger.

"Mr. Holt! You are inciting me to betray!" An abnormal blush appeared on Victoria's face, and she lowered her voice as if suppressing her anger, "I would never do such a thing! If they really ask for it, I would rather die in front of them! I will dedicate my life and soul to Heim to prove my loyalty!"

"But if you do this, you are pushing the lord and your friends into the fire pit," Evandell said with some embarrassment, "Do you think that the connection between people is one-way? If you If you die for this, how will your lord handle yourself?"

"Then..." Victoria struggled, "Then I have to go back to Frome Town first, and leave after the mayor relieves me of my mission."

"Hopefully this won't implicate anyone else."

"Just escaping won't solve the problem," Evandel finally confirmed at this moment. The loyalty of the priest in front of her was even higher than her piety - this was easy. "I have a way here, which is more appropriate. We will resolve this dispute promptly, but your cooperation is required.”

"Mr. Holt?" Victoria's brows furrowed again after a brief relaxation, "I can't deceive my fellow believers, and I have no way of deceiving them. There will definitely be magic monitoring."

"You don't need to lie to them," Evander shook his finger, "It's just that you haven't made up your mind to tell them some details yet, right?"