Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Ron: "...Of course, I'm sure you didn't. We were just sniffing around and stumbled upon it."

"Very good," Quest nodded reassuringly, "Then you should go - Lavinia is waiting for you at the bottom of the hillside. Just now she thoughtfully gave me a bottle of agility mixture."

"But I still don't understand why you would do this." Sera's brain was a little exhausted, "You can obviously stand directly on our side——"

"Dear Sera, you'd better give up thinking," Quest smiled slyly, "For a barbarian, you use your brain too much."

"I am the chief of the Ocher Tribe..."

"Okay, okay, let me ask you a question: Where is the best way to defeat a rough and thick beast? Where is the best way to attack?"

Sera's answer came without thinking: "If it were Olaf, he would definitely find a way to get into its belly and cut it open from the inside. As for me, I usually get under it. The belly is the weak point of most creatures. "

"So you understand?"

"What do you know?" Sera didn't understand. "I don't even know why you asked this question!"

"That's good," Quest smiled with satisfaction, "You go quickly, I still have to get rid of these corpses to prevent Mindatis from coming back to check the work-that would not be good."

Although Ron didn't understand what Quest was trying to do by spending so much time lurking around Mindatis, it was obviously a good thing for him to have such an insider.

He just suspected now that Quest's previous mission probably didn't end as he said.

But no matter what, after searching the robbers' camp and walking down the hillside to see Lavinia, all the goals this time were successfully accomplished.

"Are you ready to go back?" Below the high ground, Ron saw the ragged Lavinia. The halfling had obviously suffered a lot in the past few days.

"Lavinia!" As soon as Bunnie saw her, she rushed towards her and wiped her nose and tears on Lavinia's body without any scruples.

"Go back, and Bunnie, please get off me first," Lavinia sighed and pushed Bunnie away with great effort, "My things are all in the town, I have to pack them up. "

"And you see, my clothes are torn, so I have to change into something clean - these robbers!"

"Do they know that this dress alone is worth ten gold coins!"

"They are not just here for the ransom," Ron chuckled, "Then we will be responsible for sending you to the town-"

"No!" Lavinia interrupted him, "Wait for me a little longer then, and I will go with you - I am so disappointed in Victor!"

"As the only alchemist in the town, he is not even willing to pay a hundred gold coins! It would be a shame for me to live here any longer. I want to move!"

"Are you planning to go to Dreamland?" Bunnie was stunned for a moment, "Then I'll go too!"

"When I went over, I saw that they were almost finished! There should be rooms for us as well."

"You?" Lavinia glanced at her friend, "What are you going to do? This town can't live without a priest, although I originally thought they couldn't live without an alchemist."

"I am not the only priest, there will always be someone to take my place," Bunnie said with a smile, "Besides, the warriors who explore the fantasy land should be favored by the lucky lady, right?"

"I think you just want to follow me," Lavinia glanced at Bunnie helplessly, then turned to Ron, "She said you already have a prototype there, is that true?"

"It's a bit rough. As you know, our craftsmen are only goblins." Ron didn't have anything to hide. Lavinia could see it anyway.

"Well... I do know a few people in this field, but I just 'know' them, so I can't let them work for free."

"I think we have a sponsor who can probably cover the cost."

Of course Ron was talking about Kalad. The hobgoblin had quite a lot of savings, and he had nothing to use it for, it just left it there to mold.

He wouldn't refuse to hire a group of people to improve the environment of the stronghold - and by the way, they can also transform the surrounding area of ​​the cemetery.

"I understand, then I'll go discuss it with them."

Ron sent Lavinia outside the town. Here, he saw that some of the refugees who had fled because of the raid had gathered back together - the drought was still not improving, and in order to survive, relying on others was really a last resort. .

"You are from the pioneering group!" When they were waiting for Lavinia outside the town, a refugee recognized them at a glance, "Why are you back?"

"Come to pick them up." Ron's mind moved. Since Frome Town is unwilling to accept them anyway, why not consider bringing them in too?

The delusional land is so big that there are a large number of indigenous species living in it, it is so big that it has a variety of terrains and ecological environments, and it is so big that even the goblin hunters are far from finished exploring it.

The delusional land could become a new home for the goblins, and perhaps enough to become their sanctuary.

"Our outpost there has been basically completed, but now we need more manpower to meet daily needs," Ron looked at the refugees, "But you seem to have come to seek refuge with Mayor Victor, I'd better-"

"No, no, no, don't abandon us!" the refugee said hurriedly. He was not very old and looked like a farmer. "Although the mayor here is willing to pay for our food, he never thought of accepting us!"

"Here we live with no tomorrow, and our life and death are in the hands of others, just like the turmoil that night - we are tired of this kind of life."

"Please tell me, my noble lord, is the land over there fertile enough? Is there enough water? Can we have the honor to go back with you and live a self-sufficient life there again?"

The words of the young farmer resonated with the refugees around him. They gathered around and looked at Ron with expectant eyes.

"All of these are what you said," Ron nodded and smiled, "but I have to remind you: there are also things you didn't say, such as a group of goblins who will be neighbors for a long time."

Drivedo lifted his hood and proudly showed them his race, scaring the people around him to stumble.

One goblin is enough, a group?

"I'll go with you!" The young farmer calmed down and looked determined, "As long as you can guarantee that the goblins won't use us as food reserves, I'll accept it even if I have to pay some protection fees!"

"Everyone, you live outside this town and are in danger at any time. What's the difference between being captured by goblins?" He turned to the people who had also become refugees but came from three different villages, "Why not take a gamble? It won't be worse!"