Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 223 Miner

"I don't know, Paladin. Anyway, I have been warned several times." Victoria snorted with a half-smile, and stretched out her hand to beckon Driver over. "Come and see if you can find the footprints of this ghoul on the ground."

"Where did they come from?"

"There are rocks all around here. Where can I trace the footprints?" Driver leaned down reluctantly and touched some loose dirt on the surface of the stone with his fingers. "No, this is brought in by the giant. I'll try to see if the mice can find anything."

The wild animals living here were indeed more perceptive than the goblins, and they easily detected six giant spiders and four giant centipedes that had approached here in the past two days, and even traces of multiple mosquito bats.

"How strange," the goblin hunter smacked his lips. "We didn't encounter a swarm of stirges when we first came here, otherwise these giant mosquitoes that only suck the blood of living creatures might have caused us some trouble."

The hill giant might have been harassed by this creature before, but he had thick skin and the stirge's bite was no different from that of a real mosquito.

"Are there no other clues?" Ron looked at Driver, who had come back to his senses after finishing his spell. "For example, a ghoul?"

"That's the weird part," Driver rubbed his chin. "Whether it was the mice that hid at night or those that were active during the day, none of them noticed the existence of the ghouls. Of course, it could also be that the undead creatures weren't on their list of special concerns. Anyway, the final conclusion is: no traces of ghouls were found."

"Then where did this corpse come from? He even took a bite of it." Ivy leaned the tower shield against the wall and sat down against the inside of the shield. "You can't say that not only are we hallucinating, but there's something wrong with the giant's taste buds, too?"

"Don't worry, it's just that this method failed, it's not that we can't catch them at all," Driver glared at the half-elf, pulled out four arrows from his quiver, and stuck them into the cracks of the surrounding stones. "I say, didn't you say just now that they would come to steal the stones you dug out?"

"Yes," the hill giant nodded innocently, "As long as I start working, the surroundings will appear."

"What about the quantity? Will there be a lot?"

"There are about three or five of them," the giant counted on his fingers, "and they run away when they turn around. They are hard to catch."

Even though the Hill Giant was the weakest in the Giant family, it was not something that the Ghouls could easily provoke. The Ghouls knew this without the need for the Demon Ghost to control them, so it was not very helpful in judging their composition.

"This is the first time I've heard that ghouls are interested in ore," the goblin hunter inserted the last arrow. As he cast a spell, a fleeting green light flashed on the four arrows. "How much will they steal? Will they steal all of it?"

Seeing the hill giant's hesitation, Sera answered for him: "Needless to say, of course, we should take as much as we can before the big fool finds us. If we find out earlier, we will take less, and if we find out later, we will take more."

The hill giant nodded in agreement to Sera's "translation" and added: "The thieves have reduced the amount of ore, and if the dwarves' tasks cannot be completed, there will be more work."

"Ghouls are his nemesis," Sera looked up at the giant with sympathy, "When we first met him, he was eaten by ghouls, and now even the ore he mined is being stolen."

"But I don't understand one thing," the barbarian looked curiously at Driver who was busy preparing his hiding place, "Driverdo, are you setting a trap? Four arrows can't catch a zombie." Not to mention the shortbow that Driver used, even a longbow with stronger penetrating power would hardly make a zombie incapable of movement.

"You don't understand." Without waiting for Ron and Sylvia to explain, Driver raised his head proudly and waved at the two wizards to signal them to stop talking. "This is not an ordinary arrow, this is magic!"

"For the next eight hours, any creature that enters this area will trigger an alarm and be attacked by arrows!"

"I see!" Sera cooperated very well and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "So now we just need to let the big guy start mining and make noises to attract the ghouls to come closer, and then when the alarm is triggered, they will rush over and catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Catch them all in one fell swoop? No, no," Driver waved his hands, "They will probably run away after being frightened. We will just follow them without showing our faces!"

"Minerals are different from meat. The ghouls certainly can't use them directly. That means there is something behind them directing them. We should follow the clues and catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Sure, Driver!" Sera was immediately amazed at the goblin's wisdom. "But Ron and Sylvia, why didn't you think of this spell?"

Ron looked at Sylvia helplessly: "The Arrow of Warning spell requires arrows as materials. Neither of us can draw a bow, so what's the point of bringing arrows?"

In addition, the number of spells a mage can prepare through memory every day is limited. Arrow of Vigilance is not a particularly commonly used spell. Unless they are sure it can be used, the two of them will never consider it.

"Alright, come here quickly and find a place to hide!" At this time, Driver had already built a hiding place and called everyone to hide. "Big guy, just start mining like normal, we will help you solve this problem!"

"As for the rest of you, don't make any noise—especially Ivy, you have the most iron pieces on you!"

"If there aren't too many iron slices on my body, then there must be too many slices on your body." The half-elf snorted and carefully found a posture to ensure that he would not make any unexpected noises.

After receiving the goblin's gesture of preparation, the hill giant picked up the pickaxe that Rurik had tailored for him and chiseled it hard against the stone wall. The collision between the pickaxe and the ore immediately made a loud noise, and the echo lasted for a long time in the empty mine, from the third floor to the outside and the bottom of the mine.

In just a quarter of an hour, the rustling sound gradually penetrated the eardrums of Ron and others, followed by the squeaking sound of nails and bone tips scraping against stones.

These sounds would not be difficult to detect under normal circumstances, but under the cover of the huge noise caused by the giants mining, the other party's actions could be said to be almost invisible. It was not until those pale and translucent figures were close to the range of the warning arrows that Ron and others finally discovered their existence.

"coming!"

(End of this chapter)