Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

On the first floor of the Night Breeze Tavern, Ron was sitting on the table, with his feet on the stool and one hand holding the preface of the weaving spell. The pages of this magic book were turning rapidly as he cast spells.

There have been many people coming and going in this tavern in the past few days, including various spellcasters, so it is not easy to find clues about the hijackers on the arcane level, but as the preface to the weaving slowly stopped Turning the page, a group of figures wearing silver robes were projected from the magic book and displayed in front of everyone.

"Is this... the messenger?" Although the image was blurry and it was difficult to confirm the faces of these people and even their races, Victoria recognized the identities of these people for the first time. At this term, Quest on the side immediately opened his eyes wide.

"Preacher? You mean those killers specially trained by the church?"

"It's so rude to say that," the pastor rubbed his temples with a headache. "Generally speaking, like ordinary priests, they also want to spread the gospel. It's just that the method is not so 'formal'."

"I didn't expect that he was actually from the cult." There was no expression on Ivy's face, but her fist, which was placed on the table with exposed veins, betrayed her mood at this time, " Ron, can you see where they tied my parents?"

"Unfortunately, it can't be done. It would be nice if the image could be clearer," Ron shook his head regretfully, "But now that it is confirmed that it is really a molten iron barrier, how about we go to the most suspicious place to take a look first? "

Of course Ron was talking about the spice merchant's home. His butler was connected to the cult, and as an employer, he would not be able to escape.

"Let me go first," Constance stood up, stretched out her hand and gently held her cousin's fist, "I will ask clearly first, maybe this is just a misunderstanding, and we can use a gentler way to replace the aunt and uncle. ”

"Aren't you afraid that your adoptive father and Slade will tie you up too?" Ivy snorted, "Your house might be a big trap now, just waiting for us to jump into it!"

"No, my father loves me very much and he will never agree to do this!"

Ron raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Even if he chooses before you and his gods?"

"this……"

"It doesn't matter. No one can be sure about this kind of thing. I'm afraid even Mr. Hendricks himself can't be sure. Although it is a bit risky to let you go home alone, I think this may lead to another good idea."

"In the past two days, we have also visited all the churches in Rose City that may be related to the Molten Iron Barrier. So far, there is no obvious flow of personnel in each church." Ron jumped off the table and put a rose The map of the city was spread out, and all the churches and monasteries on it were marked, and several of them were highlighted. "Quest, these specially marked ones are closely related to the molten iron barrier. There are five in total that are close enough to Constance’s home, two of which have the above characteristics and need special attention.”

"The Order already knows that we know their plan, and our whereabouts are likely to be controlled by them, so once we rush to the manor on Spice, they are likely to attack from these places and completely surround us. , to force us to submit.”

"So you plan to let us guard these churches?" Quest understood. "It's simple. As long as they make the slightest move, I will give you a warning immediately!"

"The warning is not enough," Ron shook his head. "If it were just like this, there would be no need for such a big battle - I didn't mix the hag and the foul devil into Rose City just to have two more alarms."

"I still feel that this is not a good move on your part..." Victoria sighed, "Luring hags and demons into the city? This -"

"If this were not the case, how could they give up the task at hand?" Ron grinned, "Ordinary chaos will not alarm them at all, let alone change the priority of the task, but demons and hags are different - —What if we add a black dragon?”

"Quest, I want you to pass this plan to them and strictly require them to implement it." Ron handed a plan written on the road and perfected in the past two days to the secret agent, "Warning And supervise them. Although the mission this time is to create chaos, they must not let their nature run wild - the degree of making noise is strictly planned, unless they plan to alarm some big shot and cost their lives. "

"As for your people, they will obey my command. We will find clues in the manor about where Uncle Daniel and the others are being held, and then go there. Interferers along the way will bother them."

"Don't worry about this. We definitely can't defeat those priests in a head-to-head fight, but we can still do it with some restraint." Quest nodded, "But I don't understand how you can be sure that you can defeat Hendrick." Where were the clues about Senator Daniel and his wife found in Si’s manor?”

"It's simple, because their ultimate target is Ron!" Driver gave him an extra slap, "If you just dig a hole in the ground, almost no prey will fall in, but it will be different if you put some bait in it! "

"That's right," Ron nodded. "They may not understand why we went straight to Hendricks' manor with a clear goal, but if they want to capture me, the best thing they can do is find real clues. ”

After instructing some other precautions, the monk reintegrated into the shadows. When he appeared from a street away again, the tiefling had changed his appearance and swaggered towards the "caravan" station.

The route he chose "happened" to pass by the Night Breeze Tavern. The shapeshifter stopped in front of the building he had just left. While looking at the wall-climbing plants that were neglected for a long time, he took a mouthful of Rose City. The accented lingua franca complained about why this usual tavern had not been open for so long.

Of course Quest couldn't get the answer, but after he muttered and left, a man wearing a robe, but with a flash of silver exposed under the robe, immediately appeared from his hiding place and followed him in a flash. When Quest turned another street corner, the man hesitated for a moment and then followed.

This messenger was specifically responsible for monitoring Ron and others. After seeing a former patron of the tavern commenting on the tavern, he strictly implemented the request and briefly followed the other person to confirm that he was not suspicious. However, the moment he turned the corner, his intuition frantically warned him of the danger here - the person who came in just before his eyes disappeared!

The messenger immediately pulled away to leave, but with a gust of wind, in the last waking moment of the day, he saw a humanoid creature with no clear facial features except eyes falling from the sky like a big bird, and then slashed him with a hand knife on the neck!