Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Pergran, the priest of the past Molten Iron Barrier, when she escaped from the cult and passed out in the ice and snow, it was the men and horses led by Zandia who rescued her and brought her to the Land of Delusion.

However, after Ron and others returned from Rose City, Pelgren, who had almost recovered, had already said goodbye and left. Otherwise, there is a priest more powerful than Bunnie in charge of this epidemic crisis, which can be alleviated a little bit. Some pressure from other people.

It's a pity that there is no contact information for her here. As far as Ron and others know, they know nothing about her current situation.

"How is it? Did it help them?"

In an inconspicuous small city-state in the city-state alliance, in the somewhat dilapidated Temple of Tire, an unarmored nun knelt in front of the statue of the God of Justice, her eyelids slightly raised at this moment.

A monk wearing an old gray robe stood behind her, lowered his head with some sparse hair on top, and looked at her with a smile.

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This nun is Pergran, and she has been here for some time, but this gray-robed monk has only recently appeared in the temple. Although he is not a believer in Tire, he upholds a sense of morality and justice. The other priests here also allowed this foreign pagan who believed in non-evil gods to stay temporarily.

In the past few days, he has become familiar with everyone else. Even if he behaves differently from ordinary people, everyone will understand to a certain extent because of their different cultures and beliefs.

Only in the past two days, he seemed to have suddenly disappeared from the world. No matter how others searched, they could not find any trace of him. What surprised these priests even more was that the nun also disappeared together.

Even if they sat down next to these two people, they would not notice their presence at all.

"I'm just repaying the kindness of saving my life. It's not really any help," Pelgland whispered. Even though she knew that the church members here couldn't sense her, she still lowered her voice subconsciously, "This is all thanks to you. , Lord Baimian.”

If this existence hadn't suddenly appeared in front of her, she wouldn't have known that such a big thing had happened in the delusional land.

"Both each other, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the chance to intervene." The bald monk in gray robes smiled and narrowed his eyes. "After all, my authority is not comparable to those 'adults', and what I am good at is to control these people. Leading me to death and bringing them back to life is not my strong point."

"Even so, all I can do is save those dying lives."

Pergran still knelt in front of the statue and did not turn around to look at Ernest. It is not safe for a mortal to face the gods unprepared, especially for believers like her who have converted to other gods.

"But...you are also the 'Ender of Laws', right? Can't you just end this demonic epidemic?"

"How can things about undead creatures be so easy to manage?" Ernest's incarnation was silent for a moment, "Not to mention that they are dragons. These guys can leave echoes in various planes by themselves. I don't even have a single belief. How can the weak gods of this world directly intervene in their affairs?"

Pelgren lowered her eyes again. Although this being said so, and rumors among mortals usually put this person in the category of "weak divine power", as a priest of Tyr, she would never dare to Any comparison or even contempt.

Gods are gods after all, and the so-called "weak" and "powerful" are just wishful thinking rankings by mortals, just like they forcefully label existences with no actual gender as "he" and "she".

If this god really wants to directly end the disasters in Delusion Land, then he can certainly do it, but there are various reasons why he cannot really do so.

And in fact, Pelgren knew that this god was not completely inactive. Judging from the actions he deliberately revealed to her (if not intentional, she would not have had the opportunity to see it), he was very likely to use his authority, Interfered with Ron's development of the antidote.

"Don't spread these words carelessly, little girl," Ernest said immediately, probably sensing her thoughts, "You are thinking about these things in front of the statue of Tire. What will happen if your god comes to trouble me?"

"The meaning of my authority is to restrict and terminate those bold attempts and incorrect spellcasting that go against common sense and laws, and to declare the 'death date' of these experiments and magic. Is Ron's attempt to extract and transform chemical substances to obtain substances that meet the requirements against the rules? ?”

Obviously not! If there are any problems with this...then His "Dharma-Ending One" can really be interpreted as "the one who ends the existence of all magic"!

"Actually, it can be regarded as a small change, just a little bit," Ernest stared at the statue of Tyr in front of him. A few minutes later, under the gaze of the incomplete god whose eyes were wrapped in cloth and lost his right hand, Ernest " Next, he still expressed a certain degree of compromise, "There are several reaction conditions in his experiments that are problematic. There is no way to produce a reaction in this world's environment, or the yield is not enough to support his next experiment. "

"But his time is limited and he is not allowed to carry out a lot of trial and error. What's wrong with me covering it up a little? After this incident subsides, I will naturally not allow him to exploit such loopholes."

"But he will definitely find other paths. For a person with a complete theoretical and practical system, this is not a difficult task."

Pelgren was stunned. She didn't understand why the god wanted to explain this to her, still with a somewhat complaining tone. But looking at the lower part of the statue in front of her, she seemed to understand something.

Naturally, Pergran was unable to come into contact with matters at this level, but in Ernest's eyes, as his explanation ended, the vague aura in the statue slowly dissipated. He knew that this was The God of impartiality, revered in many worlds, agreed.

Ernest slowly breathed a sigh of relief. If this person didn't agree and had to argue with him...he wouldn't have any good ideas.

Of course, most of the gods are different from what the mortal believers claim. From what Ernest knows, this God of Justice...is not always so just.

Otherwise, why are His eyes missing?

However, this kind of thing can only be spread among the gods in a small area. Talking about it everywhere can easily get you into trouble. The multiverse means infinite possibilities, and Ernest doesn't want to give himself more "possibilities" that are not so wonderful. (End of chapter)