Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 17 New Equipment
"Double Lion Crown, you dare to engrave the imperial emblem on the armor you made?!"

Ron saw from the side that the tips of the half-elf's ears were red and he looked like he was really angry.

"When I get back, I will definitely report this to someone! The imperial royal emblem appearing in such a small place is a huge insult to the elves!"

"You..." The blacksmith was stunned. He never dreamed that he would meet someone who really knew the value of the item in the town of Frome, and that the person could tell him the origin of this "treasure of his store" in one sentence.

"But...how is this possible?" The blacksmith looked at Ivy in disbelief. "No elf has ever come to my place--"

"That's because they don't bother to come here to buy equipment!" Ivy's tone and gesture were extremely oppressive. "It's just that you ran into me today. If it was a real elf from the Hailan Empire, you wouldn't even be able to save your life!"

"Humans will never turn against the elves because of a person like you who doesn't know his place. Do you understand?"

"Now, tell me, where on earth did you get this armor?"

"Yes, it was on the battlefield!" The blacksmith raised his hands. He tried to calm the other party down, but he didn't know how to start. He had to tell the truth. "My grandfather was not a dwarf's apprentice at all. He was a deserter."

"Many years ago, during a conflict between humans and elves, he pretended to be dead and escaped. The body of the original owner of this armor fell beside him."

"He was so frightened that he dared not go out again. He began to study the forging process of this armor and gained some experience. My father and I also learned the craft from him!"

"Hmph, you're sensible..." Ivy's tone softened a little, which made the blacksmith breathe a sigh of relief.

"Since you told the truth, I won't hold you responsible," the half-elf said as if she was a pure-blooded noble elf from the empire, "but I will take this breastplate with me. Do you have any objection?"

"No, no." The blacksmith cursed in his heart, but did not dare to show anything on the surface.

This was not his property in the first place, and if things really got out of hand, even if he went to the mayor, he would have to give in. And if things really got out of hand, the reputation of his family for three generations would be ruined in his hands.

An apprentice of the dwarven master craftsman to a deserter on the battlefield? You must be kidding!
"Very good," Ivy nodded with satisfaction, "Go ahead, find me another robe and a long sword - what about you, do you want anything?"

"I don't have any." Ron waved his hand. These iron things were useless to him.

"I want this!" Driver was not polite. He pointed to something hanging high up, which was obviously a chain mail shirt prepared for small people.

Knowing that the customer is short, he still hung the clothes higher. This blacksmith is at least a bit impressive.

"Can you wear it?" Ivy raised her eyebrows. Could this guy be a wanderer?

"Okay, okay, you, take that down too! How much is it in total?"

"Don't worry, we won't bully you. Just quote the normal price. 'Normal price' eh?"

"Chenghui... twenty, no, no, no, fifteen gold coins!" When the blacksmith said this number, his heart was bleeding.

The price of that chain mail shirt alone is more than this, at least twenty-five gold coins!

Add the sword, the tunic, and the breastplate! Even if we round off the price, it would still be 250 gold coins. If we sell the breastplate as an antique, we can easily double the price!
He lost a lot! Why did he have the bad luck to leave this thing there? He regretted it, but Ivy was very happy. She even took Ron and Driver to the tailor shop next door to change into new clothes, and then put on the breastplate.

Ron changed into a black cloth robe and looked coldly at Ivy as she put on the dark green robe made of silk with gold embroidery on the cuffs and hem.

The half-elf seemed to casually shake his robe, so that the emblem on his shoulder fell "just right".

Sure enough. Ron confirmed that the half-elf girl was not a loyal supporter of the Hailan Empire. She just liked the breastplate, but she had no money.

So he just took advantage of the power of others to extort the blacksmith and bought it for free.

When they came out of the blacksmith's, they had completely changed. Ivy had her light golden hair tied up behind her head, wearing armor and a long sword at her waist, looking heroic; Driver was wearing a dark gray linen cloak with a hood covering his face, a chainmail shirt underneath, a weathered short bow and quiver on his back, and with his slightly hunched figure, he was obviously an experienced adventurer who had been walking in the shadows and the wild for many years.

As for Ron?

Although they looked ordinary and dressed in ordinary clothes, the two bodyguards gathered around Ron, with him as the leader. Could they be ordinary people?
"Fortunately, the boss is a native of this place and doesn't have much knowledge," Ivy laughed. She was very satisfied with today's "deal". "He is too out of touch with the news!"

"What do you mean?" Ron couldn't help but ask. Although he could tell from her performance that Ivy was cheating, he didn't know where exactly she was cheating.

But he was very interested in hearing the story.

"Of course it's the part about the Hailan Empire. Don't you know?" Ivy blinked. "The Hailan Empire has been gone for almost a hundred years!"

"As a slave-owning dynasty, the Hailan Empire had no bottom line. Humans, dwarves, and even elves were all enslaved by them. This made it have countless enemies, and it disappeared in a few hundred years, becoming the shortest-lived regime in the history of the elves on this continent."

"The boss's grandfather was probably participating in a campaign against a group of Hailan remnants who were attempting to restore the Empire. My mother once participated as a longbowman in both the resistance against the Hailan Empire and the campaign against the remnants. I grew up listening to these stories, so I am familiar with their emblems."

"So, you're actually helping him?"

It sounds like the Hailan Empire is like a rat crossing the street.

"Of course. Remember those elves next door? If they saw this, they would definitely make a big fuss about it!"

"Hehe, [Human spirit elves attempt to restore the infamous Hailan Empire], this is bound to make headlines in Rose City."

"Hai Lan Empire, there are still people who remember this name?"

While Ron and Ivy were chatting casually, a stranger who had just passed by them suddenly took a few steps back and looked at them with a pair of passionate black eyes.

His canine teeth are extremely sharp, and his eyes have no visible irises or pupils.

If I remember correctly, Ron seemed to have seen this person at the entrance of the town yesterday afternoon -

(End of this chapter)