Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 172 Ampby

In the old tomb, which is now home to goblins running around, Yelena is freed to look for possible traces of the devil.

"That's useless," Yelena raised her head and smiled bitterly, "Your goblins have turned this place upside down. Even if there were traces of the devil before, they are nowhere to be found now!"

Although Karad has not returned yet, there are still quite a few goblins in the nest. After having a stable residence and living environment, many female goblins quickly became pregnant. It is estimated that in a few days, there will be goblin cubs all over the mountains and plains.

Even now, they are constantly transforming and expanding the space in this tomb and its surroundings, making it difficult for Yelena to find any trace of her master.

"Then let's go to the other two places," Ron pulled out a goblin who used the sarcophagus as a bed from Saran Lane's coffin, "Go play aside. Aren't you afraid of attracting skeletons if you sleep here?"

The goblin, whose sweet dream was disturbed, was quite grumpy when he woke up, and kept baring his teeth at Ron, but fortunately he did not forget who Ron was, and did not dare to scratch his face.

"I'm afraid there's nothing here that you're looking for," a goblin leaning on a stick came over, "Lord Ron, there haven't been any demons here since we first arrived."

"Who are you?" Ron looked at the goblin in front of him. He was dressed like a shaman or something like that. "If I remember correctly, Kalade seemed to have said that he didn't have any priests under his command."

"That was in the past," the goblin smiled. "My name is Ampby. I was once just an ordinary goblin who was unknown to the public. But one day not long ago, I found my mission in a book that merchants didn't want. I was born to serve our supreme queen!"

"...Huh?" Ron was a little confused. "What queen? Your leader should be Karad, and your god should be Magrubiye..."

"No, no, no," Ampby straightened his back, "I thought so too before I learned about the outside world through reading, but then I found out that Magrubiye is a liar, butcher and executioner!"

"He is a brutal and cruel false god and is not our god at all!"

Victoria's mouth twitched: "Although I am happy that he has this kind of awareness, I still feel it is strange to hear these words coming from a goblin."

"Strange? Not at all," Ampby said. "A long, long time ago, we goblins lived in the Feywild instead of the material plane, just like our hobgoblins and bugbear cousins. In the early days, we served the Supreme Elf of the Feywild, the Queen of Sky and Darkness, and from her we gained the supernatural ability to discover the weaknesses of even greater enemies and get out of all kinds of troubles."

"If Magrubiye hadn't conquered us, enslaved us, and driven us out of the Feywild, how could we have ended up like this today? So the one we goblins should really serve is Her Majesty the Queen of Sky and Darkness of the Dusk Court!"

Ampby was dancing wildly, and the other goblins around him obviously didn't like him very much. Seeing this, they all ran away in disgust.

If Ron and the others hadn't been here, this Ampby would have been spat on, and more likely beaten. Ron found marks of whipping on his body.

"Although I think this is complete nonsense, he makes it sound quite plausible," Driver grinned and yawned, "Anyway, if that queen is willing to take us back, I certainly wouldn't mind."

Unlike his fellow tribesmen here, Driver was a worldly-wise goblin, and he could tell at a glance whether Anpubi was just making up stories based on his own imagination or whether he really had such a statement. However, he didn't know whether such a statement was true or not.

"If you want to continue serving a supreme fairy, you'd better be careful about spreading your ideas," Yelena pouted and reminded, "otherwise you will be sent to see Magrubiye by your compatriots."

There are also some sorcerers, or contract sorcerers, who serve the Supreme Fairy. Yelena is not unfamiliar with this.

She had also experienced firsthand what it was like to be part of a community and worship a leader who was completely different from the others. In these two respects alone, An Pubi was very similar to her.

"As for what you just said," Shadow Spirit turned to look at Ron, "there is no need to go to the waterfall. We just came back from there. If there are any traces of my master, I will definitely be able to know it."

"I have no intention of lingering on in this way. I am willing to help you in exchange for the opportunity to take a look at that Green Swamp Town."

"Why do you insist on this?" Ivy was puzzled. "Is Baron Green Swamp a good man worthy of commemoration?"

"I'm not mourning him," Yelena said with a wry smile, "I'm mourning the elf I imagined - even though he is very different from his prototype."

"Knowledge, power, and bloodline are all indispensable to our family, and we should not sacrifice the others for the sake of one or two of them. In this sense, Saran has completely betrayed the family - even though his last name is Ryan."

"But the elf I imagined was not like this. I want to go and see."

"Whatever you want," Ron waved his hand. "Let's go back to the road and go to a village to pick someone up there."

The villages and main roads were deliberately located away from the goblins' lairs, and they had to cross a large area of ​​mud to get back to the main road, but everyone thought it was worth it.

Goblins are difficult to train by nature, and once they get a chance they will still harass nearby villagers and merchants. But because of this, Ron and his team can't put the village and the road under their noses and give them this opportunity.

That's not called "training" to persuade the goblins to mend their ways; that's called setting traps and inducing them to do good - what's the difference between that and letting monkeys take care of a peach orchard?
"Pick someone up? Aren't we all here?" Sera, like Driver, drank a lot of wine last night. Although she responded and set off immediately after hearing Ron's call, she was still a little depressed.

The barbarian counted the people who had arrived, but didn't find anyone missing.

"Constance, this is Ivy's suggestion," Sylvia said. As a dhampir who doesn't need sleep, she was very excited. "Anyway, we are just walking back and forth in the safe zone this time, so this is a good opportunity for her to hone her skills."

(End of this chapter)