Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Halflings, these petite people usually pay attention to avoid attracting attention and getting involved in unnecessary fights, and in this way they can survive in a world full of big races.

But if the town of Fromm begins to be surrounded and attacked, the fact of leaving the city will be obvious enough, and any attempt to hide oneself will be in vain.

"What about you? How did you escape?" Ron asked hurriedly.

"I took advantage of the night and used a silencing spell to prevent them from hearing me," Bunnie explained, frowning again as she spoke, "I should have followed Lavinia, so that she wouldn't be able to let her know what she said. One person was arrested..."

"If you two act together, the goal will only be bigger," Ron said. "Can you still move? Let's go back and save her."

"I don't know if it's too late."

"There are...three days," Bunni calculated. "The kidnappers gave them five days to raise a hundred gold coins, otherwise they will break up."

"Why don't you just give it to them first?" Ivy asked, "Lavinia is a mage and also runs an alchemy shop, so she should be able to get the money, right?"

After all, life is more precious than property.

"In terms of value, it should far exceed it," Bunnie smiled bitterly, "But the problem is, these can't be converted into money at all in this town!"

"Except for Lavinia, there are almost no people who understand herbalism and alchemy. At this time, everyone is desperately trying to convert unnecessary things into coins. Who would spend money to buy such things?"

"Then it seems there is nothing we can do," Sera pulled out the giant ax from under her blanket, "Chief, when you give the order, we will go and brainstorm those kidnappers!"

Sera had no interest in who kidnapped whom, or who Ron knew. She only knew that there was a fight to be had, and that was the most important thing.

These days, her daily life here is basically hunting herbivores (other goblins are hard to offend), and she is almost going moldy.

"Victoria, what do you think?" Ron asked for the opinion of the last member of the team - Dreyfus didn't need to ask at all. The relationship between this hunter and his previous job had become farther and farther away, and even Kalad It was almost impossible to control him.

However, the hobgoblin felt nothing about the missing goblin, while Ron felt that he had a reliable helper.

"I can leave at any time," Victoria nodded, "but it's best to let Bunnie rest. She's too tired and a little exhausted."

So two hours later, after Ron temporarily handed over the affairs of the camp to Kalad, he set off with the members of the team and Bunni.

"Right ahead, see those smokes?"

After almost seeing Frome Town, Bunnie raised her finger and pointed to a small high ground to the west: "That's the camp of the kidnappers!"

It was dinner time now, and the high ground was covered with randomly erected fences. The wires and ropes on them were twisted together to form a scattered camp. When Ron and the others slowly approached through the shadows cast by the setting sun, they could see the kidnappers lazily sitting around the campfire, bragging about how many times the weapons in their hands had solved and how many people were screaming for mercy. of victims. There was chaos inside the camp, with no order visible at a glance.

"It's really strange. The Great Gobi Desert in the West is not close to the town. Why do these people appear here?" Victoria whispered in confusion.

Also in a remote area, the town of Fromm is not a target worth grabbing.

"Remember, Mindatis said that the gangsters at the banquet that day were also from the Gobi Desert." Ivy reminded.

"You mean, this is also the elf's trick? But why?"

"Because we have to return reinforcements, otherwise once the town falls, the establishment of the stronghold will become meaningless," Ron lowered his voice, "If he wants to rummage around in the Delusion Land, he is also exploring the Delusion Land. We are undoubtedly the biggest obstacle.”

"The longer we are held back, the greater the chance that he will be able to find those relics."

"But he doesn't know that the most critical piece of the puzzle has fallen into our hands." Ivy snickered.

"Then let's fight quickly!" Sera carefully observed the location of the gangsters in the camp. "We can go around from the other side. There is a gap in the fence there, and there are only two people guarding it."

"If you can go from there... Ivy, why do you look at me like this?"

"I'm surprised that you actually know how to use tactics?" Ivy looked at her with surprise, "Shouldn't you suggest that the guy rush up from the front like 'waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar Enlightened by that.'"

"That's not impossible, I just consider your feelings..." Sera curled her lips, "Otherwise, I will really charge forward?"

"Forget it, be safe," Ron quickly held down Sera who was about to move, "There are still hostages inside!"

Mao-style rescue is not advisable. If it were not to save Lavinia, they would not come!

"Dreyfudo, are you sure you can deal with the two people over there?"

"No problem!" The goblin grinned, "I learned some new tricks during the hunt recently!"

Drayford turned up his hood and covered his face, then pulled out a pair of daggers from his waist and ran towards the back of the camp.

The goblin was already short in stature, and with his deliberate and skillful hiding, the robbers who did not pay that much attention to the lookout did not notice his presence at all.

Only from this angle of Ron and the others can we see Drivedo's actions, but...

What about the Drivers?

Why did a thick fog suddenly appear behind the robbers' camp?

It was almost impossible not to attract the attention of others with such a change. The robbers quickly moved towards that side, while the two closest robbers were instantly swallowed up by the thick fog and never came out again. .

"What is this kid doing?!" Sera was shocked, but it was definitely not because of Drivedo's "trick" - he alerted everyone in the entire camp!

Why did a mist more than ten meters in diameter suddenly rise from a bare hillside? Anyone would be suspicious!

"That's it for now," Ron sighed. Drayford might as well just rely on his own skills to assassinate him. That way he might have a better chance of success. "Let's rush in from the front and go straight to the tent!"

However, as his teammates stood up and attacked the robbers, a question popped up in Ron's head:

Isn't Dryverdo a wanderer? How come you suddenly know how to cast spells?