Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"No," Victoria lowered her eyes. She took off the shield from behind and took off the mace from her waist. "I don't intend to stand idly by."

"If you dare to be rude to my companions, humiliate my colleagues and friends, and sow discord between us, I swear in the name of my protector that I will make your blood splatter on the spot!"

When a priest who has never been very aggressive in battle says this, then she must be really angry.

"No! How could you do this?!" Elden looked at Victoria in shock, "I thought there would be at least one sane person here who follows traditions, rules and etiquette!"

"You don't even want to look at me and Sylvia?" Ivy looked at Elden pretending to be aggrieved, "At least we have received a systematic education."

"That's a shame," Sylvia looked down at the dwarf who looked increasingly helpless. "You really shouldn't step out of your ivory tower, because then you can at least spend the rest of your boring life."

"Maybe you could cure yourself of fading before you die? I guarantee it would be a medical miracle."

"Oh my god, Shuke!" Elden took two steps back and poured out his anger on his student, "Look where you brought me here? This is simply a den of thieves! No, a devil's den! "

"Goblins, undead! What else? A green or black dragon?!"

"It seems that you do have some old wisdom, but Exuri is in his nest," Ron looked at Elden, "Look, old man, I am actually confused by your argument."

"You keep talking about 'tradition', 'rules' and 'etiquette', but you are rude to the owner here, arrogant and rude to his friends, and even try to sow discord?"

"Don't you realize that something is wrong? This old-fashioned, wooden-headed, stupid, barbaric, crude, despicable, ungrateful, pale maggot is about to die half buried in the earth?"

"How dare you say that to me?!"

Elden jumped three feet high. If Dreyfuddo's dagger hadn't been placed in front of him, he might have rushed up to fight Ron: "I will make you pay the price! I will fire you!"

Ron: "Huh? But I'm not a student of the academy. How are you going to expel me?"

"You are now!" The dwarf took out a scroll, jumped to the table on the side and started writing furiously, then took out the ink pad and stamped it, "Ron! You are now considered a new student of Eldon College! "

"Well?"

"Now you are expelled!" Elden tore the admission letter into pieces again, and then looked at Ron proudly.

"ah?"

Ron was confused by this series of confusing operations, and he thought in his heart that there is still a way to play?

"Have you noticed that the white hair on his head is a little less," Sylvia leaned close to Ron's ear, "I suspect that Shuke brought this old guy here because he wanted us to help treat his fading syndrome. "

Ron followed Sylvia's gaze, and sure enough he saw Shuke winking at him.

No wonder he acted like a mute after giving some meaningful advice just now.

But that doesn't work. Elden's fading has gone down, but Ron's blood pressure has gone up!

"I want you to take back what you just said! I have lived for four hundred years, and no one has dared to scold me like that!" Elden jumped in front of Ron and glared at him angrily.

"Unless you take back what you said first," Ron would not compromise with him. "You insulted my partner first! You asked for it!"

After all, Elden is old, and his words and energy are not as good as those of a young man like Ron. But of course he would never be able to lower his arrogance and apologize to Ron and Driver, so in the end the two parties reached a "reconciliation"; the previous ones did not count, and everyone's introduction was restarted.

"Okay, let's just leave it at that!" Elden said gloomily, "The reason why I came here is actually very simple: What method did you use for that weak healing potion?"

"Tell me! As long as you do the refining step, I can pay 10,000 gold coins to buy this synthesis process alone!"

"Refining? What refining?" Ron and Elden stared at each other, "No refining! Do you think I have some refining equipment here?"

"Equipment, what equipment?" Elden was also confused, "I want your ritual steps! What does it have to do with equipment?"

"Well..." When Ron came back, Lavinia, who was pulled out of the workshop, tugged on Ron's clothes, "He should be talking about the step of your concentration. I explained to him for a long time, this The old guy just didn’t believe it and insisted that there was no non-magical way to completely dissolve the raw material powder, and it was impossible for me to let him into the workshop to see it, so the trouble continued until now. "

"Halfling, this is none of your business!" Elden's old habit relapsed and he shouted at Lavinia, "Go back to your laboratory and become an apprentice!"

"If you do this to my friends again, you won't even think about it even if you offer 100,000 yuan," Ron curled his lips, "Didn't Lavinia tell you? Why don't you believe it?"

Ron didn't know magic at that time, so how could there be traces of magic in the synthesis route? Later, Lavinia improved it slightly, using some magic aids to improve efficiency.

What’s so hard to believe about this?

"Impossible!" Elden shook his head like a rattle. "So far, there are 37 different alchemical formulas for healing potions, and a total of 101 derived from the factions, but none of them can skip this step! All require ritual assistance!"

"You must have used some method to eliminate the traces of magic, right? It doesn't matter! Even if you only tell me this, it's fine - I've never seen anyone do anti-counterfeiting and anti-tracking to this extent, and even I can't reverse it!"

"His hair is a little bit normal again," Sylvia whispered, "It seems that 400 years old is far from the limit for him."

"Then I have to collect the money first," Ron glanced at Shuke, "You pay and he pays? It's not that I'm greedy, but I'm afraid that the dean will regret it after knowing it - in fact, it's just a layer of window paper, but you rely on magic. I'm used to the rituals and didn't think about it."

"Any knowledge is just a layer of window paper, young man!" Elden taught, "But how many layers of window paper can people see? How many layers can they pierce? You are talking nonsense!"

"Here! This is a secondary dimension bag," Elden took off his sturdy leather backpack and threw it to Ron. "This alchemist backpack is divided into two compartments. The main compartment contains an extra-dimensional space that can hold up to 450 kilograms and a volume of no more than two cubic meters. The total weight will not exceed 15 kilograms, which is suitable for carrying bulky alchemist equipment; the second compartment has a preservation magic that can preserve daily ingredients, food and drinks to keep them fresh. "

"I have worn this backpack, so I will give you three thousand gold coins-Shuke, you give him another seven thousand, and you don't have to donate to the next school anniversary. "