Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 260 Preparations
"But this will put you both in danger!" Sylvia's eyes suddenly lit up, but then quickly dimmed. "My benefactor, I am very grateful that you are willing to lend a hand, but if this will put you in danger, then I would rather not do it."

"I, I thought about it carefully again. Maybe I am too impatient. As a necromancer, Henry's life span is naturally longer than that of ordinary people, but his research has also reached a bottleneck, and his golden wings will be very limited in the future. I have more time to complete my revenge, and it doesn't necessarily have to be now..."

"Maybe in a few years, or ten years? It won't be a big deal if I go looking for trouble with him when I'm sure I can win. By then, there's no need to bother you—"

Sylvia forced a smile, pretending that she had temporarily let it go, but this could not fool anyone. Even Driver could understand that she was not being sincere.

"Forget it, Sylvia," Ron smiled at the dhampir, "You mean 'forget it for now'?"

"That's a pity. You were so busy listening to Eldon talking about Henry that you forgot why he mentioned him."

"Uh, gems?"

"That's right," Ron nodded. "There are still two keys to the holes on the amethyst slab that haven't been found. He should have one of them. Now the five gems and the slab itself are all here with me. Of course I have to collect the whole set."

"If he has no entanglement with us, I don't mind paying a little price to buy him - although I guess this deal will most likely fail - but since he is the slave owner, we might as well just get rid of him once and for all."

"As for possible subsequent suspicions and accusations, I think we need some witnesses to help. Since Carolina is also a member of the City-State Alliance, what do you think of the people from the Rose Council?"

Ron's proposal was put forward at the regular meeting the next day, and there was almost no resistance. Ron's proposal was approved by the vast majority of people present. The remaining opponents were led by Rurik - the first order from Purgatory was coming soon, and the dwarf was a little scared when he thought that he might face a succubus as the temporary main agent of Delusion.

"I don't want to stay." Seeing Ron's gaze, Karad sat on the chair with his hands on his shoulders, his big blue nose wrinkled, and his face was full of reluctance.

"See, even Kalade doesn't want to face those guys in Purgatory! They are real devils, sir, you can't let me stay here alone!" Rurik was about to cry.

"Rurik, what nonsense are you talking about?" The hobgoblin warlord glared at the dwarf in dissatisfaction. "My soldiers need war! Clearing out the beasts and undead creatures in the Delusion Land is just a small fight, which is not enough to meet the army's needs for war!"

"Ron's trip to Carolina is a good opportunity. I can lead the army to camp in the wild. If Ron can't solve the problem inside the city-state, then solve it from the outside!"

"Gem, enemy, he is just a necromancer. If he dares to resist my warband, he will be crushed into a meat paste by the chariot!"

"As for the other slave owners, they'd better know what's best for them..."

Before the truce with Carolina, Ron and his team had considered reducing the size of Kalade's army to avoid possible risks, but after all, Kalade and Ron were not in a superior-subordinate relationship, so it was difficult to say this.

But the hobgoblin himself had a more urgent need than Ron. As the direct commander, Kalade knew the morale of his soldiers very well. Now there were still a large number of beasts and monsters that needed to be cleared in the Delusion Land, especially around the territory, so his troops still had something to do.

But what about a few months later?
An army mainly composed of goblins is no match for the standing army of humans, elves, and dwarves. Only real wars can train them, and training and guarding are boring and meaningless tasks. As for conscription? There is no such word in the dictionary of the goblins. He, Kalade, will become a laughing stock among the goblins!
"It's better not to let it get to that point," Ivy glanced at the hobgoblin. "The Rose Council has already shown up once before. We can't expect them to always be on our side."

"Are you planning to go to war with the entire city-state alliance?"

"I don't see any harm in it." The hobgoblin was fearless about it, but looking at Ron's expression, Karad knew that the possibility of such a thing happening was very small.

"But a little external pressure is also good," Quest said with a smile, "Brother Karad scared those insects in Carolina's upper echelons!"

"However, I think I should follow this time, mainly to solve problems within the city-state. I am considered an old hand," said the "Tiefling," patting Carlos on the shoulder, "and take this little guy with you. He has learned a lot of skills from me, so he should put them into practice!"

"Brother Rurik, I'm sorry!"

"Carlos, I remember you were learning from Seymour before?" Ron glanced at the young man. During the training in the Delusion Land, the young man's edge had been restrained a lot. He no longer looked like the dandy boy who had gone beyond friendship with someone else's fiancée and then beat someone up in the street.

"I only taught him the fighting skills. The rest is all thanks to Brother Quest," Zhuoer chuckled. "Even I am his student."

"The underground environment is very different from the surface," Quest explained. "Carlos will definitely be active in the city in the future. Whether he returns to Rose City or is here, my mediocre Kung Fu can be used in a wider range of areas."

"As for the training of a monk, I would like to teach you, but unfortunately..."

"I don't have the concentration and 'understanding'," Carlos smiled and didn't seem to take it seriously. "Brother Quest even asked me to recite scriptures. How boring!"

While several people were laughing, Zhuo Er glanced at Sylvia, and after a moment's hesitation, he turned to Ron and said, "My benefactor, can I also go with you on this operation?"

"After all, I do have some enemies, three to be exact."

Victoria's face was a little tense. "Seymour, it's not that I'm against your revenge, but isn't this a bit too much? This is simply a provocation of the law!"

"Even if we only kill that one necromancer, we need to consider Carolina's attitude. What about three more?"

"We don't need laws like the one in Carolina," Ivy snorted. "Bad order is worse than no order."

(End of this chapter)