Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 258: Short Weapon Hint
"In that case, you should have published it," Ron looked at the scroll in his hand, then at Elden, "but you just...kept it away, and then suddenly gave it to me tonight?"

“This research was done by her and me, so if anything was published, it would be shared by both of us,” Elden explained. “But now that she’s gone, there’s no point in publishing it.”

"After that, I opened Elden College before the depigmentation completely took over me. Because of my humble efforts in the war, my college is running well, but the depigmentation has progressed faster," the dwarf smiled, "which is just what I want, I guess."

"The only thing that worries me is the results of my work with her. Although I can guarantee its safety, I have been unable to find a suitable candidate to test and inherit it. The students in my academy were all taught by me after I faded away. They are more than capable of following the rules, but they are far from being able to inherit the legacy of me and her."

"Until today, I saw how you fought."

Dean Elden lit up another cigar. He seemed to be particularly addicted to smoking tonight. "Magic, archery, alchemy, enchantment, you dabble in them and try to blend them together. Aren't you the successor we want most?"

"I think this scroll belongs to you, sir!"

Looking at Elden's eager eyes, Ron could only respond with a friendly wry smile: "This... I appreciate your trust, Dean, but can you tell me what kind of spells are recorded in it?"

"Didn't I just say that?" Elden choked. "Sorry, I may have to meet her soon, and my mind is not clear now."

"I named our achievement 'Close Combat Suggestion'. This spell from the School of Illusion will infuse the caster with a large amount of suggestion, making him or her a master of close combat for a period of time."

"In order to ensure the safety of the caster and avoid irreversible sequelae, this suggestion will assess the user's intelligence level and level of research into the arcane to change the depth of the suggestion to ensure that no permanent brain damage is caused."

"I believe that you can maximize its effectiveness at your level, but I suggest you don't rely too much on it and keep exercising. Otherwise, you probably won't feel well for a long time after strenuous exercise."

"Become a combat master?" Ron was somewhat moved by Elden's introduction. The most common shortcoming of a spellcaster is that it is difficult to deal with close enemies. Even if they will not be injured, it will inevitably disrupt their rhythm. If they can also have high skills, this problem will certainly be solved to a certain extent.

But by implication?

Ron asked cautiously: "Can I still cast spells normally in this situation?"

"No," Elden answered straightforwardly, "but I think this won't be a problem for you, right? Even if you can't cast spells, your arrows and alchemical potions can still be used. This spell won't have too much impact on you, which is one of the reasons why I entrusted it to you."

"Sir Ron, the color loss disease follows me everywhere. I don't think I have much time left, and this spell is not suitable for me to use. You are the most suitable person I can find. If you don't accept it, I think it will continue to be covered in dust until some reckless person in the future wastes it in a muddle."

Having said that, Ron couldn't refuse. However, Elden didn't expect Ron to come up with any new results. As long as the scroll could be put to good use, he would be satisfied.

"Can I copy it down?" Ron asked, returning the ribbon on the scroll. Elden waved his hand indifferently, "It's up to you, but when you have time to come to my academy, I hope you can tell me its final destination, so that I can rest assured."

"I'll keep the appointment when the time is right." Ron nodded. Elden's visit was a generous gift to both him and Delusion Land, so he should return the favor.

As it was getting late, they decided to stay in the witch's hut for one night and send Elden and the other two away the next day. After everyone except a few spellcasters went to bed, Elden found Ron who was still preparing spells.

"Gordon, Shiva and I have sorted out the records of our previous communication with the ghost woman. There is one thing that may be of interest to you."

"I'm all ears." Ron looked at Gordon coming over and opened his own notes. Between the densely packed lines, Ron saw a rectangular stick figure.

This was probably a stone slab with seven circles drawn on it.

"This is?"

"The Amethyst Slab is rumored to be the trump card of the Hailan Empire," Elden said, "According to the witch, Lord, you are also looking for it and its seven keys?"

This witch has a very loose mouth... Ron couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh. Can such a thing be spread everywhere?
"For a guy like me, it would be strange if I didn't know some things - although I didn't expect it to appear in the Delusion Land," Elden snorted, "I don't have any idea about it, but I have some clues about the key: if you haven't collected all the seven keys, it is very likely that one of them has ended up in the Carolina city-state."

"A necromancer named Henry Robertson once showed me his collection at a salon, which included a blue-grey gem."

Several people were concentrating on listening to Elden's account of what happened at the salon, and no one noticed that the ears of the dhampir meditating in the corner moved slightly.

"...He swore that this was the legacy of the Hailan Empire and that there might be precious magical items hidden inside. But he tried everything he could to open it but couldn't, and he even nearly damaged the gem itself."

"He invited us to help him crack the gem key and take out the precious items inside. I also made some attempts at the time, but unfortunately no one succeeded."

"Of course it won't work," Ron smiled and shook his head. "You know about the slate, so you can probably guess that the gem as the key must open the lock to get the items inside."

"But I'm a little confused: both the gem and the slate were brought to Delusion Land by someone from the Hailan Empire. How did a Carolina necromancer get it?"

(End of this chapter)