Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Although this goblin has been hanging out with Ron and others for a long time, he is still generally in a state of ignorance. Therefore, when he raised this possibility, everyone's first reaction was that he was there again. What nonsense.

But...it seems there is still some truth?

"Think about it," Drayford hugged his shoulders, "This thing is buried so deep, and even Ji...even the blue eyes took so much effort to get it, then it must not be used to communicate with others. ——Although you said that this thing was used as writing before? "

"Since it's not for communication, it must be for your own use or viewing. The former must be as rigorous as possible, and even goblins won't cut corners on it; the latter... can you understand it if you can? Is it done?"

As the goblin spoke, he drew simple geometric figures in the air in front of him: "This represents prey, this represents water sources... The less people can understand this thing, the better. Otherwise, more than half of my previous achievements will definitely be lost to others." The goblins took it away!"

Several people in the room looked at me and I looked at you. After thinking for a long time and unable to come up with a more reasonable explanation, everyone had to admit: This guy Drivedo might have guessed it right!

This thing is used to leave marks.

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"It may be used to mark them as one's believers, or it may have a certain hint or communication function to simply control them," Gilenis continued to deconstruct the runes in her hands and said while thinking, "These believers All of a sudden, people are popping up from everywhere. There must be a special communication channel."

It's impossible to use carrier pigeons, griffons, winged cats or even postmen to deliver letters, right? If this were the case, Ron and the others would definitely not be completely unaware.

Delusionally, apart from the giant eagles we have seen before, there are few creatures that can fly long distances or be transported by other means. As long as they appear, they will definitely attract attention. There is nothing else but a few spellcasters.

"If that's the case... is it possible to break in?" Ron suddenly had a bold idea, "The opponent is in the dark now, which is very disadvantageous to us. If we can dive anonymously... I mean to penetrate into the enemy's interior. , wouldn’t we gain a great advantage?”

If the dracolich had even the slightest hint of serious planning, he would not only summon three believers to come back to "face the saint", and two of them would go to clean up the so-called "remnants of the past". Lian Kui, the one who infiltrated last night, Ste can't beat anyone.

"This... is a bit difficult," Gilenis showed a rare expression of embarrassment, "It would be fine if these runes contained clear directions in this regard, but the fact is that there is no special explanation here, so I think these runes may not necessarily It’s related to communication - of course this is also an idea, I can give it a try.”

"But don't hold out too much hope - even if it does have this function, judging from its complexity, it shouldn't be too hidden, and it may even be dedicated to a dedicated person. It won't be easy to monitor or sneak into it. "

"It's a direction after all," Ron nodded. "Then I'll trouble you. If there's any news, let me know as soon as possible."

Then, he turned his attention to the "outsiders" on the side: "Now that my affairs are over for the time being, it's time to talk about you - what are you going to do in the future?"

"I can send you back, but the premise is that you must sign a series of terms with me, including promising not to come back to harm my territory, not to leak information about the fantasy land in any form, etc..."

"We're just afraid that we won't be able to go back." Suholu twisted his newly born leg on the ground unaccustomedly, and spread his hands with a wry smile, "Lord, it's not that we want to rely on you. , but just like the information we provided you before, the cultists of the Gray Ruins Dragon Society are very rampant and their methods are very cruel. If we leave from you, we may be caught again one day, whether by Killing or being sent back is not a good thing."

"I, I want to stay here with Grant," Larissa's thoughts could be seen at a glance. This woman had never considered leaving again. "Please allow me to stay here - I am willing to change Believe! Believe in Tymora, believe in Heim, or believe in Tyr!”

Your letter has to be accepted... Ron turned his gaze downwards, and sure enough he saw a hint of embarrassment under the gentle professional smile of the halfling priest.

They believe in an orthodox god, the church is an orthodox church, and the pastors are all orthodox priests. How can a sensitive cultist like Grazter's subordinate be accepted at will?

Grant completely abandoned his past experience and converted. Now he can't even use half of the cult's magic, and his power has completely belonged to the goddess of luck.

But these four people...

"I don't want to go back. Everything about me has been destroyed by those vicious people." A cultist whose name was unknown also shook his head. "But Your Excellency, I also consider myself to be ungrateful, so I'm afraid I won't be able to pray for you." . But please don’t worry, I have some experience in managing accounts and have some skills, so I should be able to find a job with you..."

"Are you sure?" Ron glanced at the other party strangely, "I heard that you all have some noble titles. If you do this, you will have to throw away all your previous glory and wealth—— I don’t care for idlers.”

Even the "second generation" from Rose City have to do their own jobs here honestly. Ron will never give these people preferential treatment during this period.

At least they have to be acquaintances, right? It's almost the same when Ivy's parents come.

"Even if we go back, we can't get anything back," Suholu sighed, "Don't worry, just like he said, we are more or less valuable. Even if we don't, we should have time to learn now, right?"

"Grazite didn't say a word when we were in the most dangerous time. I can't continue this so-called "belief", but it's a bit difficult to convert to the right god in a short time... I hope you can allow me to... decide after I get over this hurdle."

Ron thought for a moment and felt that in this situation, he might really need some "former cultists" to help him dig Seeing the members of the Gray Ruins Dragon Society sneaking in, he immediately nodded and agreed: "In this case, those of you who want to stay can sign a contract with me - the kind that does not cost your soul - as for faith, I am more lenient here. As long as you don't get involved with your past 'masters', you can be a non-believer."

"Glenn, for a period of time from now on, you will be in charge of taking care of these acquaintances of yours. Now the territory is in a turbulent time, and I don't want any more trouble."

"As you wish, sir." (End of this chapter)