Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 165: The Sect Master's Invitation

Compared to the battle with Saran Lane, closing a portal was very easy. After a reluctant "rest" in this hellish scene, they found the portal to the elemental plane and closed it again, which was also a long-cherished wish for Devin Booker and his Freshwater Corps.

If nothing unexpected happens, this place will no longer be the entrance for elemental creatures to the material plane.

After Ron and his companions came out, they found You. The banshee would contact Exuri and bury the remains of the triton paladin in the underground river. He was born in the water, so he should sleep in the water forever, together with his comrades.

As for Wilson's team, they could no longer be called a team. The only survivors were the half-dead Wilson and Spike, who was in a slightly better condition. The rest of their companions were all buried in this cave.

"I probably won't come to the Land of Delusion again," Wilson, lying on a crude stretcher, laughed miserably, "This will become my sad place."

"Maybe later, I'll come back to visit here," Spike sighed, with the sadness that is unique to a bard, "I'll come back to see these old friends."

Ron gave them some money so that they could return safely to the City-State Alliance as a gesture of goodwill towards these temporary allies.

As for the shadow spirit Yelena...

"Can I go to Green Swamp Town?" She was tied up at the moment, but she was still bargaining with Ron and the others. "I want to know what made Mindatis and Saran become like that, even if it's just a glance!"

"Don't even think about it," Ron leaned against a tree, playing with two gems, one red and one blue, like walnuts. "If it weren't for you standing with us to fight against Saran, you wouldn't be alive today, don't you know?"

"I will hand you over to the passing merchants when we get back to the trading post. Get as far away from me as possible. You don't have any cousins ​​here anymore. You are not welcome here."

"Then, our family's scepter..."

Ron was silent for a moment: "... You must be dreaming! Don't even think about it. Why do you want to take it away?!"

“It has our family’s name engraved on it!”

"Once you carve your name on it, it's yours," Quest interrupted. "Will it respond if you call it?"

Sylvia's hand suddenly shook, and the cane actually vibrated!
Yelena looked innocently at the people who were gradually becoming murderous: "I haven't... called it yet?"

"It's hopeless anyway. You're not a vampire," Ron muttered. "Why would a shadow spirit try to be related to an undead creature?"

"If you really want to take something back, that's fine," Sylvia glanced at Yelena, "This scepter was found on the body of an elf descendant of your family. If you're willing, we can give the body away to you."

Anyone with a normal mind would not agree to such a thing - who would come all the way to collect your body for free when they are not even a distant relative?
However, Yelena's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Thank you so much!"

"Thank you especially, Miss Sylvia! I take back my previous slander and insults against you. You are such a good person!"

"Weirdo." Sylvia, who was given the nice guy card, turned her head away awkwardly - she had no intention of helping this guy at all!

"By the way, as for you," Yelena looked at Ron, "Do you remember that I signed a contract with a certain being?"

"Remember, what do you mean? He wants you to kill me?" Ron cautiously opened the preface of the weaving method, ready to cast a spell at any time.

"That's not the case. He, uh, saw you with the help of my eyes," Yelena hesitated, "He said that he is a little interested in you and might want to talk to you." Ron broke out in a cold sweat: he knew that this shadow spirit would say something bad!

"Impossible, I don't have time!" Ron refused decisively, "I'll send you away soon, no, I'll let you go now!"

"Leave me now, I have no intention of dealing with your clan leader!"

"Whether you release me or kill me, it won't change this fact," Yelena said in a strange tone, "He will not come to see you through me."

"Who exactly is your master?" Quest asked with a frown, "Raven Queen?"

"That's not like taking off your pants and farting," Sylvia complained, "I'm the fey or something."

"Neither, He is, uh, a big devil."

Ron: "...Or should I just kill you? How can you repay kindness with evil? Can you just meet the devil casually?!"

"I said, even if you kill me, you can't change this fact," Yelena sighed, "This is not something I can decide at all."

This shadow spirit who had caused Ron another big trouble was immediately treated in a way that matched his actions: his four hooves were tied together, a branch was stuck on him, and he was treated the same as the slave trader with dark circles under his eyes.

And on the way back, she will surely be treated most unfairly - such as sleeping in the wild and eating without meat or seasoning.

Yelena accepted all of this calmly without any complaints. As a sorcerer who dealt with the devil, she certainly knew how dangerous it was, and this was the treatment she deserved.

However, in the late night of that day, the shadow spirit tied outside Ron's tent suddenly began to cough rhythmically. When Ron was awakened, accompanied by the sound of the curtain, Quest leaned over and crawled in.

"Quest? What's the matter?" Ron was used to this guy appearing and disappearing at critical moments. This time he was traveling with the team and he was really a little uncomfortable.

"Indeed, there are things," Quest nodded with a serious expression, "some things that Sylvia has been worried about. I believe you have some doubts too."

"Before, I couldn't reveal myself in order to track down Mindatis. Now that he and his master have gone to hell, I think it's time to confess."

"Well, you can just say it in the daytime," Ron was puzzled. "Is there anyone in the team that you don't trust?"

"We have been through life and death together. No matter what you want to confess, I believe they will be able to accept it."

"If it were anything else, I wouldn't doubt your judgment at all," Quest smiled bitterly, "but this, I can only reveal it to you. And to be honest, I don't know how you will react."

"If you say that this place cannot accept me and my race, then I will turn around and leave without saying anything. I will not say anything about you. I will not say that I have helped you before. Those are just my duties."

"So, are you ready to take a look at the truth?"

(End of this chapter)