Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 193 Gracia's Transaction

"Liberate her?" Ron was stunned. "Why should we liberate her for no reason?!"

"The purpose of our visit this time is to prevent her from causing trouble like Baron Green Swamp did. Now we know that she is dead and the power of the demons here has weakened - there is no need for us to wade into this mess again!"

"You have a very short memory," the big devil said without getting angry. Instead, he laughed. "You forgot what I said. There are many beings who covet this place."

"You have no ambitions, that's good, but can you guarantee that others don't have ambitions either? The elves' town and the human kingdom, including the blank period, have only existed for less than a thousand years. They are nothing to those guys lurking in the darkness."

"The arrogant elf is dead, and you want to follow his old path. If you want to gain benefits, it's time to support a puppet queen who is eager to reign over the land of delusion again, right?"

"You mean?" Ron's face changed. "But shouldn't you be the most enthusiastic one here? The queen also signed a contract with the devil when she was alive, but you came to me?"

Gracia shook her head: "I can't be called the 'most enthusiastic'. After all, my business with the Gold Coin Corps covers several worlds and planes. The dream is just a small snack."

"I'd love to eat it, but if someone else wants it desperately, it's no big deal to give it up."

"As far as I know, three of the five sealed areas have been opened. Otherwise, why do you think I would look for you and send an incarnation to follow you here?"

"You can give them up, but I can't let them have their way - you have to help me make things difficult for them."

"Of course, I won't treat you unfairly. How about a magic item and a promise? If you can gain a foothold here, I will not interfere with your rule in any form."

"As for the magic items, it depends on how many body parts you can grab. The more the better. Don't worry about me defaulting on your payment. I can still afford this little reward."

"What do you want her for?" Ron frowned. "Why don't you just stop interfering and let her fight me instead."

"You're really alert. Well, I won't let her dream of restoring power," Gracia shrugged. "Don't be so nervous. Even if she is no longer the queen of the Kingdom of Faramar, she is still a powerful warrior and can be of use to me."

"The war situation in Zariel has been a bit intense recently, and we are making some backup preparations."

"That's it anyway," Gracia snapped her fingers, and a vortex of fire appeared under her feet. "Keep the unstable factors under control, which will also be good for you - bye!"

"I hope that the next time I see you, you will kneel before me and beg me to sell your soul."

"Then you can continue to hope." Ron muttered in a low voice after the devil's figure completely disappeared.

But what Gracia said was not wrong. If someone really started digging for the queen's seal, they'd better act quickly.

"Then I'll excuse you." After signing the contract with the devil, the Filthworm seemed to have some inexplicable changes. The most obvious change was that his tone had become much tougher. "I still have duties to perform here. If you have nothing else, please don't bother us again." "Damn it, it's different with a backer!" Driver spat on the ground angrily. "Ron, let's go! This guy might dare to lay eggs in our brains in a little while!"

Fortunately, the Filthworms did not have such intentions. In fact, when Ron and his companions came out, the villagers and demons treated them much better. It seemed that they regarded them as travelers who came to rest instead of invading demons.

"It's like they have lost their memory," Victoria said, looking at the enthusiastic smiles on the faces of the villagers and rubbing her arms. "Let's leave quickly. I'm getting goose bumps."

Sometimes, good intentions are more frightening than bad intentions, after all, the latter can be solved by simple and brutal force.

This change in attitude was not limited to the villagers. When Ron and his companions passed by the village full of zombies, the undead creatures seemed not to see them. The same was true for the four villagers guarded by the two cultists. After being untied, they regarded Ron as their savior and walked back to the village with many thanks.

"Have you succeeded?" A cultist scratched his head. "They still don't seem normal. Can't you make them return to their previous state?"

"Don't you think about what you are worshipping?" Yelena rolled her eyes. "Take this as the price and lesson of worshiping the devil."

"At least they're still alive," another cultist tugged at his companion's clothes and bowed to Ron and the others to express his gratitude. "What should we do now? Can you send us away from here?"

"We may not have much to repay you now, but at least we still have some strength. We are willing to work as hard laborers in your territory to make up for our mistakes."

"It doesn't necessarily have to be in the territory," Ron thought for a moment, "We have a place to go now, where a large number of undead creatures gather, and there may be some other things as well."

"If you are willing to go along and help, you can leave freely afterwards - I won't prosecute or arrest you, but you'd better not trust Lord Wu An in the future, nothing good will come of it."

"Of course! Of course!" The two cultists nodded repeatedly like chicks pecking at rice. "Although we are no longer the same as before, at least we still have some foundation. No matter where you want to go, we will do whatever you ask us to do!"

Taking advantage of the time before the break, the two showed off themselves to Ron and the others - in addition to some fighting skills, they could both use some magic!

Considering the undead creatures that might be faced later, leaving these two behind might actually be a wise choice.

"Honestly, I just don't understand," Ivy distributed two portions of dry food and water to the two cultists after setting up a simple camp. "There are so many righteous gods to worship, why do you insist on believing in some demon lord?"

"If all else fails, isn't it good to just follow the druids and believe in nature?"

The two cultists thanked them after receiving the food and water, then smiled bitterly at each other: "My lady, you look lucky and happy. You have an angelic face and a strong body, as well as reliable companions and a kind employer. If we are not mistaken, your family should also be happy and harmonious. That's why you ask such a question - those righteous gods will always be with people like you, and regard everything you have as their gift."

"But what if you hit your lowest point? Will every righteous god help every believer? But the evil demons will respond!"

(End of this chapter)