Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

The Bloody Cry of the Blue Wave

"You're asking me to go? Why?" Sera was reluctant to leave, staring at the venison that was almost roasted, "I don't know magic, what am I going to do?"

"This time I'm not just watching!" Ivy pushed Sera with a smile, "Go, go, there's something good for you!"

"As for your share of venison, I'll eat it for you!"

"Your share?!" The black dragon was shocked, "I thought you were kind, but you coveted my prey! I won't give it to you, didn't I say so!"

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"This is the fire I made!" Driver put his hands on his waist, unconvinced, "And I'm only this tall, how much can I eat from you? At least you can give me a piece."

"This... okay," Aixuri thought about it and had to agree, "You can share."

"I sprinkled salt on it," Sera's ears were like this But she was very smart. She ran back just before entering the nest and tore off a piece of venison without saying a word, "I'll just try it to see if it's too salty?"

"Tsk, human," the black dragon looked at the incomplete roasted whole deer with heartache, and quickly took a big bite, "Go, go, didn't Ron ask you to go, ah."

"Hehehe! Half-blood, what did you do to stretch out your hand?"

Ivy was about to take advantage of the situation to pull a little to taste, but Driver quickly knocked her hand away: "You can't eat without working hard!"

"Hey! You little dwarf!" Ivy's green eyes suddenly widened, "Why are you turning your elbow outward-"

"What do you mean by turning outward? We are the 'Roasted Venison Alliance'!" Driver argued, "You are the outsider, right, Exuri?"

"Mmmm-mmm--" The black dragon was busy grabbing meat from the shelf, and at this moment he just nodded.

Don't treat him as a fool. He eats less when he opens his mouth to talk!

"You guys!" The half-elf said, "You are short-sighted. Do you know that? You think a roasted deer is a delicacy!"

"Look here. The real cooking master is here! I have been helping my family's kitchen since I was twelve years old!"

"Boasting! Bragging!" The goblin grinned, "Not to mention here, even the trading post is not easy to get seasoning. Those merchants selling spices are raising their prices. It's good to have salt!"

"So you are short-sighted," Ivy sneered and took out a small bottle from her arms. When she opened it, a refreshing fragrance immediately penetrated into the noses of Drafdo and Axuri, teasing their nerves, "Do you smell it? How does it feel?"

"You, you, you-where did you get this from!"

"It's from the delusion land," Ivy shook the bottle, "You guys, you are guarding the two An expert in herbal medicine is unaware of this and has to buy spices from foreign merchants? "

"This land can provide it itself! Although they are all wild, difficult to pick and slightly inferior to cultivated spices, they are better than nothing."

"I also pickled some at the trading post-well, do you want them or not?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Axuri pried the goblin apart with one claw, tore off the remaining half of the tenderloin and stuffed it into Ivy, with the tail behind him still shaking constantly, "These are all yours, let me taste your seasoning!"

"That's about right," Ivy turned the spice bottle upside down with satisfaction, "Bay leaves, cloves, fennel... It's a pity that I didn't learn my father's craftsmanship, and I don't have so many spices and kitchen utensils, so I can only grind them into powder, otherwise..."

How could Axuri and Driver have the patience to wait for Ivy to finish? When the aroma kept drilling into their brains as the temperature rose, the two foodies couldn't help it anymore, and ate up all the remaining parts of the stag like a whirlwind.

Driver scraped every scrap off the bone, while Exuri swallowed the bone and even licked the deer branches.

It was this rough cooking method that didn't make the flavor very good, and there wasn't much flavor left on the branches, otherwise he would probably have eaten the grill.

"Virtue," Ivy curled her lips, picked up her portion of tenderloin and was about to go to Exuri's lair, "I'll go see Ron and share some with them."

"No!" Exuri let out a wail and begged, "Don't go in, really!"

"If the smell of spices doesn't dissipate in my house, I may not be able to eat in the future!"

While the three guys outside were arguing, Sera had already arrived at the black dragon's treasure house.

"Ron, why did you have to call me here?" Sera was still chewing venison, "I gave up a big piece of good meat - damn?!"

"What is this!"

"This is..."

Without waiting for Ron to explain, Sera had already rushed over like a whirlwind, staring at the magic item lying on the pile of gold coins: "This, this, this... is this what you got after unlocking it?!"

Oh my God, it's simply - too beautiful!

It was a standard two-handed giant sword, about two meters long, the blade length was about one and a half meters, the hilt was about thirty to forty centimeters long, and the cross guard was half a meter long; there was a section of unsharpened blade near the cross guard, and an anchor claw guard was added on it. The overall weight was close to ten kilograms, and the center of gravity was close to the guard. Under the illumination of the light spell, it glowed with a cold blue light.

"Oh my God, oh my God! Praise Grom!"

Sera stroked the giant sword as if looking at her lover: "Ron, can I have it? Please, I can do whatever you want! It doesn't matter if you slay the dragon!"

"I ascend to the Hall of Valor of the Lord of the Hunters, hold this great sword in my hand, and fight endlessly and repeatedly to join in the dragon-slaying battle in which I die heroically! The envoys, angels, and Valkyries sing for me, Write my legend!" Sera's gray-blue pupils gradually blurred, immersed in the fantasy of supreme glory, "Oh my God, Ron, I must go find the dragon to kill now!"

"Wait a moment! Wait a moment!"

Ron, Victoria and Sylvia spent a lot of effort to stop the half-mad barbarian: "You don't need to be so anxious! Why are you anxious? This sword is for you. You You can always have it!”

"Really?" Sera seemed to have regained consciousness slightly.

"Really, it's as real as if you can enter the Hall of Valor!" Ron has never been so anxious in his life. "Can I beg you, sister? You really don't have to be so anxious if you want to find your glorious death!"

"Besides, is it fun for you to kill a young dragon and die in battle? Is it fun for you to die in a duel with a golden dragon? Think about it again, is this Canglan's Grip worthy of a better battle?"

"Grasp of the Canglan?" Sera stopped, "Is this the name of this sword?"

"Yes, the full name is Ruseke Xueming's Grip of the Canglan."

"Understood!" Sera nodded solemnly, "From today on, my full name is Sera Ruseke Xueming!"