Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 125 The Golden Dragon's Punishment

If Exuri were an adult dragon, he would have his way, but now he couldn't beat Victoria.

Ivy and Sera stepped forward and worked together to turn the black dragon over. Victoria's fingertips lit up with the halo of healing magic and touched his wounds.

As the wound healed, the black dragon felt extremely itchy and kept twisting its body, sweeping its tail everywhere. Driver had to jump to a high place to avoid being knocked down by it.

"No need to do that, really. I think I almost died of laughter just now!" As Ivy and Sera let go, Exure automatically turned over like a cat and stretched his body comfortably. "But anyway, it feels good to be healthy!"

"What about the hill giant?" Ron asked. "Is he hurt?"

"Probably not. After we drove away the robbers, I saw that he didn't have any injuries," said Axuri. "The big guy was hostile to me at first, but he stopped yelling at me after he saw that I was helping."

"Speaking of which, his battle axe looks familiar. I think it's yours. There aren't many stories of giants repaying kindness. You can brag about it for the rest of your life."

"I guess there's another reason. Those people smelled of Mindatis," Ron said with a chuckle. "He was tricked by Mindatis and got beaten up by Sera."

"It's that elf again. He's really haunting us," Exuri sat down on the threshold of the hall. "Some time ago, the kobolds found a jewel you mentioned, a fiery red one, but it was snatched away by an elf. I guess it was him."

"This is not good news."

"Yeah, but there's nothing we can do," the young dragon blinked. "The kobolds couldn't beat him and his lackeys, and both Spark Shamans were injured. The worst was their chief, who broke an arm."

"We will visit them in the next few days to thank you for your kindness."

"'Thanks for the kindness,'" muttered Ex-Zuri. "Luckily no other chromatic dragons heard it, or they would have lost their dragons."

"Oh, there's one more thing you must go check out," Exuri suddenly remembered something the kobolds reported when he mentioned the "lost dragon." "Further away from the kobolds' lair, they found the remains of a real dragon. Judging from the fragments they brought me, it was most likely a middle-aged or old green dragon - but dead."

When Exuri talked about this, he didn't feel sad at all, and even felt relieved. Black dragons and green dragons often have conflicts because they live in similar habitats. A powerful black dragon might take the heart of a green dragon opponent as a precious trophy, and a green dragon would not hesitate to put the black dragon's head in a prominent place in its lair to show off. If this green dragon was still alive, Exuri would probably not live to be eight years old.

As for the dog-headed people, they will definitely worship the green dragon as a totem instead of the Aik'Thuri - these small creatures with dragon blood have no loyalty at all. No matter whether it is a chromatic dragon, a metallic dragon, or a rare gem dragon, they will only compete to worship the most powerful individual they have ever met.

Eight-year-old Aikzuri had clearly gotten a bargain.

After sending Aik'Suri away, Drowsimo came over, lowered his head, and waited for Ron's decision.

"My benefactor, I have failed you," Seymour whispered. "When Bakoyannis attacked us, I failed to organize an effective resistance. If it weren't for the help of the hill giants and Exuri, we would have almost completely lost all the villages outside." "Let's not talk about that for now. Are there any casualties?" Ron asked. "I haven't had time to go to the village to check."

"There were quite a few injured, and some villagers were abducted by them at the beginning, but we rescued them later and no one lost their lives."

"This is all thanks to Boonie and Lavinia. They healed many people."

"Seymour has made great efforts to fight against them. I think we should not punish him," Lavinia pleaded for Zhuoer. "If you and Karad hadn't transferred most of the elite troops here, the battle wouldn't have been so difficult."

This is true, otherwise Carolina would not have thought that the rear was empty and come here to try the home-changing tactic.

However, they miscalculated one thing, that is, the hobgoblin warlord did not need Ron and others to be in charge. His own ability was enough to command the legion to attack Carolina.

"We should at least do something about it," Sylvia suggested. "Since the second team is short of manpower right now, we can just send him to train the militia."

Ron looked at Seymour; "What do you think of this approach? The villagers do need some training."

"I accept the punishment!" Seymour grinned. "Anyway, I made a big promise at the beginning, and now it has become such a mess, I can't deny the blame."

In the following period of time, Ron and his team reorganized the nearby buildings and manpower, and sent some food to the hill giants. Thanks to Bakoyannis's fireball scroll, Ron and Sylvia were finally able to make further progress. As mages, they can now provide more help to the entire team.

When they were about to explore the wreckage of the green dragon, they passed by the lair of Axuri and were greeted by Bakoyannis, but her condition seemed a little strange.

"Hi! Take a look at my new body!" "Bakoyannis" greeted Ron and the others enthusiastically, "The master's teacher transformed it so that I can move in a physical form for eight hours a day!"

"You are... You?!" Ron barely guessed the other party's identity after hearing the tone. After all, the banshee at this moment used the appearance and voice of Bakoyannis. "Did the golden dragon kill her?!"

If this is true, then it can be regarded as Jinlong’s dark history.

"No, this woman is still alive, but her soul falls into a deep sleep for eight hours every day." You was obviously not used to the physical state. Her demon spirit would float out of Bakoyannis' body from time to time, and then regain control of the body before he fell to the ground. "The master said that his teacher used a very gentle method. I am only 'temporarily using' this body, and when I take over the body, this woman will suffer a slight but lasting tingling sensation in her soul."

"This punishment will continue until the master forgives her for the harm she has done to the master, or the master's teacher believes that she has reformed."

You sounded somewhat dissatisfied when he said this, perhaps because for an undead creature, the time it maintained its physical body was still too short.

(End of this chapter)