Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Don't! I know, I know!" The sharp dagger scratched the speaker's skin. Although the skin was not broken at all, the scene of himself falling into a pool of blood had been rehearsed countless times in the speaker's mind. "I said it's not okay yet. Well!"

"It's a molten iron barrier! They have ideas about the delusional land, and they want to use the Rose City to put on a big show and trick Ron into submission!" The speaker spoke very fast, without the usual slow-minded aura of a superior person. "They have all lurked into Rose City. How can I not agree? It's not up to me!"

"So, you just swallowed this matter into your stomach, and we don't even have the right to know?!" The congressman suddenly became commotion, and a grumpy man immediately stood up and rebuked the speaker for being inappropriate, "This It was such a big show, it caused a storm in the city!”

"I demand that the council compensate me for my losses!"

"I advise everyone to calm down," Seymour snorted as everyone criticized the Speaker. "I'm not very courageous, and my hands shake easily."

"If you bang the table and yell again..."

"Don't dare, don't dare." The drow elf's words made the congressman who had just been grumpy immediately look kindly on his face. He sat down hurriedly, not daring to take the initiative to say anything again.

"I didn't know there would be such a big fuss," the Speaker said with a bitter look on his face, "They only said they would invite Mr. and Mrs. Daniel to sit down, but they didn't say there would be such a big fuss."

"And they didn't authorize me to inform you about this situation, but they did give me a large amount of compensation. I originally planned to..."

Old Faber interrupted him again: "That's not right. If that's the case, why didn't Mr. Hendricks attend?"

"Well, it is said that they originally wanted him to cooperate, but they had a falling out for some reason." The Speaker thought for a moment, "Faber, it's useless if you ask me again. Compared with you guys, I only have a little right to know. , have no qualifications to intervene at all..."

"I believe this," Old Faber nodded, motioning for Seymour to let go of the Speaker, "You don't have the guts, and none of us here do, otherwise there would be no Rose City and City-State Alliance."

The members of the House of Representatives all agreed that this matter is not a shame to them, and what is wrong with being a living person? It's just that they misjudged the situation this time and the situation was a little out of their control.

Who would have thought that a guy who had only been established in a bad land for less than a year could actually engage in such a battle against a molten iron barrier? This is much stronger than when they counterattacked against Carolina!

"Old Faber, what you did this time, could it be that Ron's work?" Seeing that Faber and his son seemed to be just trying to prevent them from getting involved in outside affairs, a familiar congressman boldly asked.

His question was answered in the affirmative. "Then tell me, is it possible that this young man wants to take this opportunity to put us -"

The man made a gesture of wiping his neck. No matter from which angle you look at it, Rose City is much better than what you imagined. If he really has such strength, there is no guarantee that he will not have thoughts about Rose City.

"Don't worry, wasn't your nephew sent to the delusional land for training?" Old Faber glanced at him, "Didn't he say that in the letter? This Ron is not that kind of person. He was just trying to counterattack the molten iron barrier this time - — Just like last time against Carolina.”

"Counterattack, huh..." The congressman muttered a few words and said nothing.

Whoever counterattacked almost defeated the city-state! So many goblins!

"But speaking of which, why on earth did that Ron want to start such a big battle?" The "grumpy" congressman from before asked again, "If Congressman Daniel is kidnapped, why doesn't he ask us to be the middleman? As long as the price We’ve discussed it, I guess there’s no need to make the fuss go to this point, right?”

"That's because you don't know who Senator Daniel is!" Old Faber sneered, "Do you know his daughter? She was very close to Lord Ron when she came last time! Her parents were kidnapped, tell me. , Ron is still in a hurry?"

"That's not certain. I'm not in a hurry if my father-in-law and mother-in-law are kidnapped——"

Seymour looked at the group of dishonest people around the table with cold eyes and couldn't help but sneered. Ivy? Can that half-elf compare to Sylvia? He firmly supports Sylvia!

The style of the council here is gradually going wrong. Let’s not talk about it, let’s just talk about Ron’s side. As the surroundings became chaotic, Ron, who confirmed that no one would cause trouble in a short period of time, sent out a signal. Constance, who had been ambushing beside her manor for a long time, immediately opened the door of the manor, and Ron followed her. He rushed in and headed straight for the big, beautiful house.

The door was not locked, and Constance easily moved the door handle with the swift sword in her hand. The two of them touched in one after another. The rest of the team was scattered throughout the manor to prevent possible fish from slipping through the net. .

"No one?" Constance frowned and looked around at her home, which she had not been back to for several months, but at this time she was confused and missed, "Mr. Ron, it seems that my father is not here."

"Is the trap really not even baited?" Ron blinked, but then he had an idea, "Let's go upstairs!"

"Just take the stairs Mr. Hendrix doesn't let anyone else take!"

"Okay!" At this moment, Constance, who had the same question as her cousin, "Where is daddy?", ignored Hendricks' instructions and hurriedly led Ron through the corridor and went straight upstairs. .

The furnishings in the room were basically the same as what Driver saw at that time, with no changes: there was a book welded to the shelf, probably some kind of mechanism.

Ron summoned the Wizard's Hand, and he asked Constance to stay away and be careful of possible traps around. But before the Wizard's Hand could turn the mechanism, a figure appeared behind the two of them.

The familiar smell awakened Ron and Constance's senses. They quickly turned around and saw a humanoid creature that was only half the height of an ordinary person standing at the door with his hands behind his back.

"Butler Thread?" Constance was stunned for a moment, and then she was surprised and happy, "Sir, where is my father? We encountered some things, which may be related to him!"

This halfling looked about 70% similar to Butler Thread, but the temperament he gave was completely different. Even if he was wearing the same clothes as when Ron saw Butler Thread last time, he would never mistake him.

But Constance didn't recognize him?

"The master has something urgent to do and has to go out," Strider put his hands behind his back, carefully hiding the flame-shaped dagger tempered with poison, and just saluted Constance slightly, "Please come out of the study first, how about we wait for the master downstairs?"

"Of course!" Constance took two steps forward, and her hands quickly swung back several times while putting away the swift sword. Ron didn't understand the meaning, but probably guessed that it was a hint for him to be patient, "Sir, please take us downstairs."

"Please go first." The halfling leaned against the door frame and had no intention of leaving. Seeing this, Constance had to step out of the study first.

She seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned around: "Mr. Strider, did you forget to say that sentence?"

"Which sentence?" Strider blinked, lowered his head in sudden realization, "Of course."

"Welcome home, Miss."