Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

In Raymond Aron's short life of more than forty years, he had chatted and laughed with dukes and kings in high-end salons, and had fought life-and-death battles with demons on the abyss battlefield, but he had never experienced such a strange thing.

What did he do? What did this woman do again? Why did his sword appear in the opponent's hand?

"Don't you want to admit it?" The moon elf seemed to have expected the other party's reaction, but she didn't care. "There are many things you haven't seen before. I have lived much longer than you."

Although using the top arcane magic of stopping time to deal with a presiding judge is a bit overkill, Gilenis doesn't care. For her, the only thing she cared about was the sword, and everything else was unimportant, so grabbing it directly was the most efficient way.

"Compared to the mistakes you committed here, disarming your weapons is the lightest punishment." Since the time stop targets everyone, Ron doesn't understand how Gilenis did it, but The result is obvious, "Aaron, take your people and leave to avoid me having to build a mass grave for you."

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"The Archbishop will not give up." Aaron did not miss the weapon he lost too much. What he cared about was the mission of his trip. "Pelgran stole confidential information. If I cannot complete the mission, next time They will definitely send stronger people.”

"Then let your Archbishop come over in person," Ron snorted. "If he is willing to answer all my questions face to face, I would be more than happy to let Miss Pelgland meet him."

"Lord Judge, what nonsense are you talking to them about?" Korzim couldn't help it. He spread his hoofs and rushed straight towards Gilennis. His followers also followed suit, heading towards Gilenis. Lenis launched a charge, "Why don't we just kill them all! We have many more people than them!"

It's just an elf, what's the difference whether it's a mage or a sword master? As long as the troops charge, everything will be over!

Korzim thought so, his strong and heavy body rising and falling as he ran. When he thought that this beautiful elf would be crawling under his iron hooves and begging for mercy, or simply being smashed to pieces by his own flesh, Korzim Erzim couldn't help but feel extremely excited. In this state, he almost felt like he was about to fly!

Then, he really took off.

The injured body from the fight with Zandia was getting further and further away from him. His like-minded tribesmen were also in the same situation. When Korzim looked at each other, he was shocked to find that there was no one among them. The head is still attached to the cavity!

What made Kolzim, whose vision gradually dimmed even more desperate, was that the chief judge of the molten iron barrier actually turned his horse's head and led his men with the intention of leaving!

This is different from what they said! Centaur wanted to curse and question, but to his horror, he couldn't even control his tongue.

Six heads that looked like elves fell into the snow, and the huge body fell with them. It wasn't until they dyed the snow within a few meters of the radius red that the "silence" on Gilenis's hand began to slowly seep out. The blood was as if the sword itself was wounded.

"I remember you said that you don't like killing people." Ron glanced at the moon elf, who shrugged: "Centrals are fairies, Sir Ron."

Ron knew she would argue like this.

"They... are all dead?" After a while, after everyone at the Molten Iron Barrier left without saying goodbye as if they came uninvited, Zandia, the only leader of the Centaur clan, slowly recovered from his loss. , she struggled to stand up and went to confirm, but the injuries on her body forced her to fall to the ground again, "What on earth happened?"

"It's just what you expected. From now on, there will never be a 'regent' riding on your head." Gilenis' fingers brushed the blade in her hand, and blood As her fingertips turned into solid ice, they shattered to the ground after a tap of her knuckles, "And I also got this sword, Silence? Haha..."

"What is the origin of this sword?" Ron looked at the moon elf who was gazing affectionately at the sword in his hand, "could it be the light gem?"

There was only a groove left on the amethyst slate, and the bright gem was missing. I don't know if it was in this sword.

"What light gem?" Gilenis was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what Ron was referring to, "No, that's not it. This sword is not my creation, nor is it my possession - it It was the sword of one of my teachers,"

"He used to be the dean of a college. When I was still a minor, I studied with him for more than thirty years. He was my first mentor," Ron still didn't understand what he meant. , she further explained, "Later, the rise of the Lane family caused considerable chaos. I also lost contact with him and never met him again. I didn't expect that after a few centuries, I would actually meet him here." Sword."

Gilennis showed Ron this plain-looking long sword. In addition to the regular enchanted lines on the blade, a total of four Elvish words on both sides attracted his attention.

One side of the sword is engraved with "truth" and "accurate", while on the other side it is engraved with "profound" and "professional".

"This is the creed he has been practicing all his life as a researcher," said Gillianis. "The name 'Silence' given to this sword by the believers is quite appropriate. Its first owner is indeed not a nagging person."

"Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he has never been famous in his life," Gillianis couldn't help but smile a little sadly when she said this. "Outsiders have hardly heard of him, even though everyone in the circle admires him."

"After I received funding from the Royal Family of Ryan, I wanted to take the opportunity to repay him, but he has no news. Alas..."

" At least you can still find his things, and considering the lifespan of your elves, it is not impossible to see each other again. "Listening to the legend of the great wizard, Ron couldn't help but feel sad when he recalled his master. But now, they have other things to do. "Victoria, you take Miss Zandia and her people to settle down first. We have a more important person to visit. "

"We must ask the bishop: what secrets did she steal to make her former comrades hunt her down like this? "