Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"What's the matter?"

Ron had to get up to look more formal. After all, from this angle, he wouldn't be able to see one of the people's faces.

The looks of these two people are very unique, which is unforgettable even if you only see them.

One of them had unusual long white hair and scarlet pupils, a broad mind, and a good figure. He seemed to be in line with Ron's aesthetics, but his ghostly white corpse-like flesh and sharp eyes made him feel... Total discomfort.

The other one's skin color was relatively dark, and combined with the sharp edges of his ears, he seemed to be a drow, but Ron wasn't sure.

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"Vampires, this is really rare." Ivy looked at the woman with "natural vision" in surprise. Even in Rose City, she had never seen anyone of this race.

Seeing a vampire in this wilderness is almost as unlikely as seeing an aasimar (god descendant). Even the probability of the latter happening is slightly higher, after all, they generally don't avoid others deliberately.

"It's rare, and it's very expensive." The girl with white hair and red eyes nodded humbly. "The price these dealers set for me is enough to buy five male drows."

"Sylvia..." Zhuoer glanced at her with some embarrassment, "Don't make such jokes at this time, right?"

"Ah, I'm sorry," the vampire woman smiled, "I always like to talk nonsense, please forgive me."

"Then why don't you go change clothes instead of coming to me first?" Ron asked curiously.

"We hope you can leave the disposal of this bitch to us," the male drow's eyes flashed red, pointing at Bakoyannis, "We have the ability and knowledge, and there will definitely be someone who can help. place."

"It doesn't matter if you work part-time, do odd jobs, perform military service, or even sign a deed of sale for a few years! As long as you are willing to sell us the right to dispose of her, it doesn't matter!"

"No, I beg you not to do this!" Bakoyannis immediately shouted, "Let me go, you don't want to offend Carolina! If you hand me over to these people and I am killed, they will definitely There’s an endless stream of people coming to find fault with you!”

"It won't do any good to let you go back," Victoria glanced at her. "Wouldn't you go back to call for reinforcements and 'constantly come to find trouble with me'?"

"No, I won't, I promise!" Bakoyannis said sincerely, "I will explain my rights and interests to my superiors, tell them how troublesome you are, and persuade them to give up this idea!"

"Maybe we will still have business to do in the future!"

"You are so wishful thinking," Sylvia sneered, "My respected benefactor, I will not question your decision, but even if your kindness allows this kind of scum to be favored, I suggest you still Would it be better to leave her with some indelible memories?”

"This way, even if you let her go, her backers can still see the mark of your authority."

"What kind of memory do you think is better?" Ron glanced at the other person.

"How about cutting off an arm? Or removing a leg?" The vampire said the cruelest words in the gentlest tone. "They will be scared."

"No, no, no, I beg you!" Bakoyannis shook his head like a rattle and looked at Ron in panic, "Please, I don't want to be like that!"

"Judging from the way you treat them, this is not excessive at all." Ivy looked at the rotten and blurred flesh and blood on the hands and feet of Sylvia and Zhuoer, and said coldly.

"Let's settle for the next best thing," Ron thought for a moment, "Your name is Sylvia, right? A dhampir?"

"Or half-blood, benefactor," Sylvia bowed in vain, because she didn't have a dress to wear now, "My mother was transformed into a vampire during pregnancy, so I am half human. , the blood of half the vampire clan.”

"Very good, can you suck blood?"

"This is my ability to eat." Sylvia opened her red lips slightly, revealing a pair of slender incisors.

"Very well, let's make two holes in her neck and suck 600cc of blood as punishment."

"Yes, benefactor, uh... sorry?"

Silvia walked up to Bakoyannis obediently and lifted her hair to expose her neck, but when it came time to do it she froze.

Six hundred...CC? How much is that?

"Suck her until she goes into shock, and then leave her here to die." Ron covered his face and waved his hand.

Get used to it, get used to it. There was no other way but to make this woman suffer a little "grievance" and increase the dose.

Sylvia's blood-sucking efficiency was very high, and Dreyverdo quickly let go and jumped on Koyannis, leaving him unconscious and falling to the ground.

"Almost 30 ounces," Sylvia wiped her mouth with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hospitality. You are so generous."

"Well, since the benefactor has decided so, I have nothing to say," Zhuoer shrugged and looked at Bakoyannis who was in shock and blood loss on the ground with satisfaction, "So what about our treatment? Have you thought about it? "

"Shouldn't you go home by yourself?" Ron looked at the slaves, "I will take you back to the trading station and send you away when the caravan arrives."

However, to Ron's surprise, as soon as this statement came out, none of the ten slaves cheered, and their eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

"It seems that you rescued us because of your kind nature, not because of a pre-planned plan," Sylvia smiled, "Then please allow me to give you a hint: among us, there are only two people who know where their home is and where their future is."

"One of them is a mercenary captured during the war with the Carolina city-state, and the other is this drow, Seymour."

"Don't count me, I came to the surface voluntarily, and I will never go back." Seymour said in a muffled voice.

"Then there is only one person - you see, we are not the slaves they just captured, but the lucky escapees during the last slave rebellion. Bakoyannis was ordered to recapture us."

"Most of us were sold to Carolina when we were young. They let us study and work in the hope that we can sell them for a good price in the future, so we have long forgotten where our "home" is."

"Anyway, Carolina is not a home, it is a cage." After a slave said this, he immediately got everyone's approval.

"You see," Sylvia nodded, "that's it, we don't have anywhere else to go. So I wonder if you have any use for us, so that we can have the honor of repaying you, serving you, settling down with you, and serving you?"