Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Ivy took the full body armor from Rurik and turned around to change. After putting on this set of armor, it was not as heavy as expected, and a little silver light could be vaguely seen in the gaps and joints of the armor.

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"I mixed some mithril in this full body armor. Although it cannot meet the standards of mithril protective gear, it can also reduce the weight a little," Rurik looked at the half-elf with a little complacency, "It fits very well, Miss. This armor matches your temperament very well."

"You can see this too?" Sylvia frowned, "This covers Ivy's body curves tightly, and there is really no beauty at all."

After all, this is a full body armor, and Sylvia's doubts are reasonable. Putting on such a tin can, let alone not being able to see the body curves, even if someone else is inside, even a hobgoblin, it is likely that no difference can be seen from the outside.

"That's because you don't know how to appreciate it," Rurik muttered, "Why don't you let this lady tell you what she thinks?"

"I think it's pretty good, comfortable, and even fits well," Ivy looked up at Rurik, "I'm a little curious, how did you do it? This should be your first time seeing me."

"In fact, not really," Salovey rubbed his hands, "When I was here, I secretly recorded a video after asking what equipment you needed and brought it back to Rurik. He calculated your body data based on that."

"But please rest assured! That was completely for friendly purposes, and it was destroyed after Rurik got the data! There is no possibility of using it for any other purpose!"

Ron was not very happy to see Ivy, but this world did not seem to have such a strong sense of rights protection, so her attitude was just unhappy.

"As for your shield," Rurik turned to Victoria who had already used it, "what do you think?"

"This shield is also mixed with a small amount of mithril to reduce the burden on the user."

"It's suitable," Victoria glanced at the dwarf blacksmith, "but I'm a little curious, mithril is a precious magical material, it's not easy to get, right? You just give it to us as a sample?"

"Not to mention the full body armor mixed with mithril, even the full body armor made of ordinary materials is expensive, isn't this a bit of an investment?"

"Not a lot, not a lot," Salovey waved his hand, "As an excellent businessman, there is no doubt that he should have a keen business intuition. I am very sure that in the delusion 's investment will soon be rewarded accordingly. "

"I was here these few days and heard that you found an ancient mine, which is enough to prove that my vision is correct!"

"Ancient mine..." Ron smiled when he heard it, "That's not a good place. Wild beasts, undead creatures, and even possible curses - before we figure out everything, we are not going to develop and utilize it to any extent."

"Oh..." Salovey responded with some disappointment, "But it doesn't matter, there are always opportunities. I think there are opportunities everywhere in Delusion Land."

Ron was very happy about the three businessmen's return of favors - it would be better if Shuke didn't bring the old man Elden.

However, the construction of Delusion Land has not been completed after all, so Su Linna and the others still use this place as a temporary foothold and relay station. After a night's rest, they decided to leave, leaving only the two professionals they brought and Su Linna's construction team. On the same day, the second team led by Karad also took Sera's axe and prepared to clean up the mine again - and bring weapons as gifts to the hill giant.

As for Ron and his team, although they wanted to rest very much, some people didn't think so.

For example, Mindatis, for example, the slave owners of Carolina City-State.

That evening, Ron reviewed the arcane homework as usual and prepared the spells for the next day in the preface of weaving.

Although there were no adventures and other tasks, mages needed to prepare spells every day just like warriors needed to wipe armor and weapons every day. This was an indispensable homework.

Moreover, repeated review and consolidation helped to deepen his understanding of magic. Ron felt that before the second team came back, he should be able to consider learning the third-ring spells.

The premise is that he can get the relevant scrolls and spell books.

The learning cost of this world, especially the learning cost of mages, is ridiculously high. When it comes to the third-ring spells, it is no longer a question of whether the mage can learn it, but whether there is anything to learn.

Sylvia had already learned the first and second level spells thoroughly, but she still couldn't cast higher level spells. Her slave master mentor obviously believed that a spell slave didn't need to master more advanced things. Even some of the second level spells were secretly learned by Sylvia herself.

"When playing a group, you can usually learn it after leveling up..." Ron sighed and was about to go back to his bedroom to rest. When he opened the door, he found that a piece of paper had fallen lightly from the crack of the door.

"What is this?" Ron picked it up curiously. He was sure that there was no such note when he came to the meeting room.

The content on the note was very simple: there was a chandelier on it, and there was a dagger next to it. And in the inconspicuous position in the lower right corner, there was a pair of demon horns and tails.

Quest, it was probably him.

Ron knew what he was thinking when he saw the signature. No matter how evil the legends were, they were still a long way from the demons in the Nine Hells. None of his companions had any dealings with the devil.

The only one who could be related to this was Quest.

But what did this chandelier and dagger mean? It seemed more and more familiar...

Ron subconsciously raised his head. Isn't this the chandelier in this conference room!

But he didn't find any daggers or anything like that.

Could it be?

Ron thought carefully. When the construction team in Fromm Town was decorating this place, in order to save trouble, the chandeliers in all the rooms were of the same style, and he was about to go back to the bedroom.

Could it be that there was an assassin?

Quest's positions in the previous few times were quite clear, and he had a high degree of credibility with Ron. Just in case, Ron closed the door again and immediately began to cast a spell.

"Prepare materials: a small bottle of alcohol, grasshopper hind legs, a handful of soil, tanned leather..."

"False life, jump, long stride, mage armor, mirror image, blur..."