Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

After all this was done, four Rons (three of them were mirror images) breathed a sigh of relief, and he quickly pushed open the door of the conference room and walked towards his own room.

What Ron didn't notice was that in the shadow behind him, an assassin with his neck and limbs all twisted was lying in the corner, and a figure with a long tail quickly disappeared in the darkness.

"Get ready, he's going in. Yes, the assassin in the conference room failed to complete the task."

The tiefling held a strange stone in his hand, and whispered to someone, and after finishing, he immediately rushed to the next room.

Mindatis attributed the failure of the slave-hunting team entirely to the incompetence of the black eye circle, so this time, Quest joined the assassination as a supervisor and coordinator.

Although he was active and won trust with his previous qualifications and level of spies, it is foreseeable that due to the insufficient level of this group of assassins and the excessive vigilance of Ron and others, they will suffer another humiliating failure.

"Click"

Ron pressed the doorknob and walked into his room. It was dark inside, without any light.

There are magic lamps in this world, but Ron and his family obviously did not have enough money to afford it when they were renovating, so they still had to do some lighting themselves. Ron was different from others in one of the few ways. He did not need to lower the chandelier and light it with candles. Magic could solve this problem for him.

But just as Ron snapped his fingers and a tiny flame ignited, a strong wind came from behind his head!

Even though Ron had been fully alert, he still did not have time to react!

"Chi!"

The pair of bright daggers were sharp enough to cut iron like mud. With the attacker's superb skills, Ron would have no chance of survival if he was hit. However, the opponent misjudged Ron's position in this fatal blow, and the dagger only scratched a mirror image of Ron.

"Who are you?!" Ron turned his wrist, and immediately retracted the ignition gesture that was originally a fake move. He put his thumbs together, opened the other fingers, and a flame spurted out from between his fingers. The burning hand instantly ignited the door, and also ignited the assassin who had already swung the third knife but missed again due to the interference of the haze.

"The one who wants you dead!"

The assassin tore off the burning black coat, revealing the leather armor inside, and swung the dagger again to attack closely.

Ron's mirror image was strangled by the opponent in an instant. Thanks to the protection of false life, the assassin's only hit in the high-frequency attack was cut on the illusory skin, and Ron only suffered a little skin injury.

Taking this opportunity, Ron turned over to avoid the next knife. As a small straight iron sheet turned into ashes in his hand, the assassin's dagger-wielding figure suddenly stopped halfway, and Ron took this opportunity to rush out of the door and shouted for help!

It's not that he didn't want to fight back, but in such a small space as the bedroom, after seeing the opponent's skills, Ron quickly made a judgment - he had no chance to fight back!

"Want to escape?"

The human immobilization spell can only last for a minute at most, and Ron obviously didn't have such good luck. Before he ran a few steps away, the assassin behind him had already caught up: "You can't go anywhere, prepare to die!"

Seeing the assassin behind him approaching quickly, Ron fell forward and narrowly avoided the opponent's backstab. When he turned around, he used a poison gas splash trick to temporarily repel the opponent several steps.

"You mages have so many tricks."

The poison gas accidentally entered his mouth, and the assassin spat on the ground twice, and walked towards Ron with a grin again: "But unfortunately, it's useless!"

"The employer wants you to die tonight, and you won't see the sun tomorrow!"

After that, the assassin raised the dagger and stabbed Ron in the heart!

The sharp dagger instantly pierced the skin and flesh, accurately hitting the heart. As the tip of the knife stirred, the surrounding blood vessels were quickly cut off.

However, blood dripped on Ron's face, but he did not feel any pain.

After all, he was not the one injured.

When the attacker behind the assassin closed the assassin's eyes first, and then slowly laid him flat on the ground, Ron saw the devilish face again.

"I'm sorry to use you as bait," Quest smiled apologetically, "these Carolina assassins all have enchanted tattoos on their bodies, which will record the last perspective they saw in their lives."

"The angle of this guy's ambush is too tricky, I can't kill him quietly like that one."

Quest pointed to the body at the door of the conference room.

"Thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died," Ron stood up with the help of Quest, "They probably don't need to use such a big show to kill me, right?"

"Indeed, they don't need to use such a big show, because their target is all of you," Quest looked at the bedrooms of others with some concern, "I'm sorry that I can only focus on your safety, and they..."

"Bang!"

"Ron!" A door was kicked open, and Ron and Quest saw Ivy rushing out with a long sword in her hand. Her pajamas were stained red with a lot of blood, and she looked over here anxiously.

"God bless you, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Ivy glanced at Quest and the two bodies on the ground, and her heart was finally relieved: "I heard your cry for help, but these bastards are obviously not ordinary assassins. It took me a while to deal with him!"

"How are you?" Ron saw Ivy covered in blood and rushed over to check.

"Hey! Hey! Don't touch me!" Ivy pushed Ron away quickly, "I'm fine, just a cut on my arm, it doesn't matter - how are the others?"

"I'm fine!"

The rooms of Drivedo and Victoria were opened almost at the same time. Victoria looked calm and didn't show any panic at all.

"I have the habit of praying before going to bed. The assassin was discovered as soon as he came in," the priest held a bloody statue of Heim in his hand, "His dagger didn't pierce my armor, but I finally got the chance and killed him with one blow."

"You're still wearing scale armor even in your own home..." Ivy was shocked, "What about when you sleep?"

"Change into leather armor," Victoria said as if she was stating a common fact, "Scale armor is indeed uncomfortable."

"What about you, Drivedo?" Ron looked at the goblin. The large number of rats that emerged from his room seemed to have proved his safety, but he still had to confirm it for safety.