Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"...Where did you hear this?"

"Every member of the Milkwei family has been dealing with these things since they were born. We have more channels to get this information than you do," Firmila chuckled, "But most of them focus on the things in the sea. Things, and I..."

"I have a Thoreau fish friend who once served in the Freshwater Corps for a period of time, so I also heard some 'anecdotes'."

"So, you should know that Mr. Paladin? My friend admires him very much, and I admire him very much. I wonder if I could trouble you to introduce him to him?"

It sounds like Haili still doesn't know that Devin Booker has died. Ron looked at her steadily: "Admiration alone is not enough."

Ron wanted to let the paladin return home, but Yungang is not Fromm Town or Rose City. The long distance hindered his return journey. If there is really a guest from Yungang, he can handle it properly. In this matter, Ron didn't mind entrusting that admirable warrior to the other party.

So, is this Philmila such a person?

Her pink eyes blinked and she took out a small trinket from her pocket. It was a shell that seemed to have been baptized by time, with some words engraved on it that had almost been erased.

"What's this?"

"The token," Philmila sighed, "is used to witness some kind of agreement that doesn't sound good, such as 'whatever you do after you do that'."

"Devin Booker is not alone, nor does he have only his teammates to accompany him throughout his life. In fact, my friend once had a stable relationship with him--of course, before I was born, Even before my grandfather was born - over the years, this feeling has not faded, but has become more mellow like fine wine."

"She doesn't intend to delay the paladin from performing his duties, but... after hearing that Delusion Land now has a relatively stable rule, she wanted to ask me to ask you: Can you give him a short holiday?"

Ron stared at Philmila, who showed no intention of retreating. From the token, Ron also felt a spiritual light similar to that of the fish-man paladin. These two can almost prove that what Firmila said is true.

The only problem is...

"Mr. Devin Booker no longer has to perform his duties," Ron's voice sounded a little low, "Ma'am, if you are willing to swear to take him home and reunite him with his family, I can entrust him to you. "

Firmila didn't seem to show any surprise: "You mean..."

"He died in the fight against the water element and other forces that tried to join forces," Ron nodded. "We closed the portal connecting the water element plane and buried him where he once was. A place to watch.”

"Ah... it's pretty much what I thought," the young sorceress from Yungang opened her mouth. "It's usually difficult for paladins to have a good death. They will always fight evil and are willing to sacrifice everything for it. No matter what the outcome is, Victory or death."

"As the bards sang in the taverns, 'He chose a noble destiny, and fate embraced him.'"

"If you want, I can take you to see his last battlefield and the place where he rested."

"It's best this way. I can also tell Wei Yi his story when I go back."

Paladins swore to uphold justice and justice, to fight with all the good in the world against the encroaching darkness, and to hunt all the evil that lurks everywhere. They have appeared throughout most of history and the world, and even the darkest places pay tribute to them.

Not to mention delusional.

The coffin containing the remains of the paladin set off together with the Yungang mission, and was fully escorted by the Milkwei family. For this matter, Firmila swore to the gods that Devin Booker would be safely returned to his lover's home. around. In fact, if it weren't for the difficulty of finding the remains of other members of the Freshwater Corps, Ron would have wanted them to return together.

The hometown of the Zoro fish people is still in the deep sea after all.

"Thank you for your help." When leaving, Philmila said goodbye to Ron with a smile. "Due to your previous attitude towards the Bengson family and the Holt family, I originally thought this matter would be difficult - even if It’s hard to let you go if you’re still alive, but you seem to be friendlier than the rumors say.”

"If they could be more friendly to Delusion, I would respond accordingly," Ron glanced at Levi Bengtsen on the side intentionally or unintentionally, and immediately turned his head away, pretending to check the team. left, "I wish the Milkweh family would behave a little differently."

"Of course, the Milkwei family has always been 'different'. You don't have to worry about us. Our sights are more above and below the sea. It is vast and can accommodate most interests. "

"It's a pity that the dreamland is far away from the ocean. Otherwise, I think my aunt and the others wouldn't mind further cooperation with you."

"There will always be various opportunities in the future." Ron said, but he saw Fermila suddenly quickly looked back at Levi's position and sight, and then quickly took two steps closer to Ron.

"Actually, it can happen now," Fermila spoke faster, but her voice was lowered. "Not long ago, a group of cultists in Yungang became extremely active and were eventually surrounded and wiped out by my family. "

"Most of them don't know what they are doing. Hallucinations and madness have replaced their thinking, but from their fragmented information, we have integrated a clue pointing to the Land of Delusion."

"'The hunt in the Land of Delusion is about to end, and winter is coming.'"

"The hunt is about to end?" Ron murmured again, "What existence do they believe in?"

"The Queen of Fungi, Zuggmoi."

Ron understood.

"Thank you, this clue is indeed very important to us," Ron's expression became serious.

Has Zuggmoi given up hunting the lich? Or has he killed it? Or the worst... have they reached some kind of agreement? As for the coming of winter, it should refer to the changes in the north... But what does that have to do with the cultists who believe in the Queen of Fungi?

"How can I give back to you?"

"This is also very simple," Firmila pursed her lips, "Can the scroll you asked me to see before..."

"No need for the original, if it is convenient, you can give me a copy or a handwritten copy - I can copy it myself." (End of this chapter)