Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

The priest opened his eyes. He turned around and stood up, looking up at Ron.

Ron was a little surprised to find that at this time, Bunnie seemed to have become a little... special from the inside out. Her original temperament became lively, and a faint golden light flowed in her big eyes. Her gaze made her Ron unconsciously stopped asking questions and instead allowed her to speak.

"Ron, do you believe in gods?"

This didn't sound like Bunnie's normal tone.

"Which one do you mean?" Ron thought for a while and did not answer directly. He did not feel the other party's malice. No matter whether he was communicating with Bunnie or not, there should be no crisis.

"for example?"

"As a spellcaster, I am naturally a believer in the goddess of magic," Ron said. "Magic energy surges in the world, but it can only be used with the permission of the gods. This world has three goddesses of magic, and in other worlds It could be a mysterious lady or something else."

"Mystra," Bunni read out the name, "Her name has been passed down in a large number of universes, but that should not be the god you truly believe in. Whether it is the one in this world or the Holy Mother of All Laws."

"Then you may be referring to another kind," Ron said. "I was once attacked and killed by a demon. I met the Dharma-Ending One in the realm of death. I received His favor several times and also handled some trivial matters for Him. little things.”

"You are too modest." Bunney blinked and seemed to smile. "Gods cannot directly intervene in the world. Even Ernest is only slightly free because of his authority. You have reduced a lot of workload for him. , several bad debts were wiped out because of you.”

"But that was just 'mutual benefit'. You were not really loyal to him, and he never forced you to do anything."

Ron looked at the other person in silence. He noticed that when he used honorifics to refer to gods, the other person would still use "he" or "she".

"Then I think it's probably the goddess of luck, right?" Ron looked at the statue, "Did you bring me here because of this? Luck favors me and other people in the territory, and they are able to survive because of this. Come down."

"Does that count as belief?" Bunnie laughed like a silver bell, "That doesn't count, you can't enter her kingdom of God."

"So, you should be considered an 'atheist'?"

"It depends on your definition of atheism, whether it is someone who denies gods or someone who does not believe in gods." Ron spread his hands. "I'm afraid there were no gods where I used to be, so I don't have the habit of praying. But when gods really When it really does exist, I think admitting and accepting this fact is the right choice.”

"If you want to further ask me if I am a 'disbeliever', my answer is... not really. I have already had some dealings with several kind beings."

"Then who are you?"

"Believe a little bit of everything," Ron replied honestly, "It doesn't cost any money anyway."

"It's not like... ha, ha ha ha!" Bunnie's eyes widened, and then she laughed heartily, "Yes, of course! No one will ask you for money!"

"On the contrary, someone will give you money!" The priest winked playfully, and bright golden light overflowed from her eyes. When Ron regained his vision again, a woman stood in the light and was radiant. The blond woman had replaced the priest and stood in front of him.

She, or should I say "He" stretched out her hand, and in the palm of her hand lay a gold coin face up: "But... do you dare?"

"As a mortal, dealing with gods may not be a good thing, and I am not a being in the traditional sense. You may take unnecessary risks because of this."

The incarnation of Tymora bowed slightly to Ron, and Ron quickly averted his eyes to avoid appearing too rude: "But, madam, haven't I already taken the corresponding risks?"

The goddess looked at the young human and nodded after thinking for a moment: "Indeed, this is an answer. Then come forward and take your money. This is the reward you deserve - and part of the advance payment. ”

Ron's fingertips slightly touched the palm of the avatar, and the touch seemed to be ordinary, just like the gold coin he had already taken in his hand. It was no different from most coins - oh, there were still some.

He flipped the coin to the other side, and turned the portrait side over. What appeared in Ron's eyes... was another portrait that was exactly the same as before.

"You can bet this with someone." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ron seemed to hear some teasing meaning, "But remember to guess heads, otherwise it won't bring you good luck."

"You seem to have any questions you want to ask? Tell me."

Ron nodded: "If what I just said was another 'answer', would you still give me this gold coin?"

"Maybe? Maybe not? Who knows? After all, you have already chosen," Tymora said, "but I can tell you which one is the best: you can make it heads, tails, two. Ten o'clock, one o'clock, whiteboard...it's all up to you, but you don't have to be depressed. What's wrong with going from the known to the known?"

"I understand, thank you for your generous gift," Ron showed a clear look and saluted to the other party with the actions commonly used by Tymora believers. He saw that the light on the other party was getting brighter and brighter, and he thought he was preparing to leave. "From known to known, don't worry, there will be a definite answer."

"That's good." The goddess restrained her smile, nodded solemnly and said goodbye. The figure that was almost so sacred that it turned the entire church into a holy land quickly dissipated into the air. Watching the goddess leave, Ron clenched the coin in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did He suddenly come?" This fantastic encounter made Ron think carefully, "From the known to the known... Could it be that He predicted that there would be some changes, so He came to stabilize the original direction? After all, she is the goddess of fate, and it is not surprising that she can do this..."

Suddenly, as a bright light burst out from the statue of Tymora, the unprepared Ron lost his vision in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, the surrounding scene did not change at all, only three groups of five coins appeared on the empty floor in front of him.

The first group was a pair of rusty gold coins, but there seemed to be nothing special about them except that they were quite old; the second group was a gold coin and a silver coin, both of which had portraits facing up on the front and an eye on the back; the third group, or the fifth coin, was larger than the previous four combined, with many gemstones embellishing complex and luxurious patterns around the gold coins, and a profile of a silver dragon was painted on the front, and on the back...

Ron's eyes widened. Even he couldn't tell what kind of scene was painted on it from the mist shrouded by the stars, but a voice in his heart told him clearly.

That (Earth swear word) is the legendary seven heavens rising from the kind silver sea! (End of this chapter)