Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 265 Coincidence
The fat corpse rolled onto the carpet woven with exotic silk threads without making any sound.

The dragonborn opened his mouth as if in a nightmare, but no sound came out of his throat.

The dark figure whose whole body was hidden in the white hood slowly raised one hand, put his index finger to his lips, and signaled the other party to keep quiet.

After a while, a young man in black walked in from outside. Behind him, two tall and strong bodyguards covered their throats, fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

Strangely enough, Seymour, who has dark skin, prefers white, while Carlos prefers black clothes to hide himself at night. Ron wrapped his whole body like a dumpling, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and looked at the master and apprentice curiously when he walked into the room.

A snake tongue and a small piece of honeycomb appeared in front of the naked Dragonborn as spellcasting materials. When Ron placed his hand on his head, the Dragonborn's pupils quickly became dilated.

"Your guest was attacked, along with his bodyguard," Ron's words sounded like a dream to others, but every word was engraved in the Dragonborn's mind, turning into a memory that couldn't be more real. "The attackers were four skeleton assassins. They dragged the bodies of the three people through the window and quickly disappeared into the darkness."

"You can't recall more details, but you vaguely remember that there was a book page-shaped mark on the third row of ribs of those skeletons."

That is the most commonly used symbol of a certain "Fourteenth Book of the Dead".

While Ron was performing the suggestion spell, Sera also came in and worked with Seymour and Carlos to carry the three bodies out.

Sylvia hid further away, specifically around Henry Robinson's wizard tower, where she transformed three corpses into undead creatures before destroying them, haphazardly hiding all the pieces in the nearby bushes.

Several spellcasters and a senior drow assassin worked together to arrange an ordinary slave trader. Not to mention that the civil servants in Carolina had been bribed, even if they investigated carefully, they would not find any problems. All clues would only lead to the necromancer Henry.

As a not-so-honorable necromancer, it is a common practice to go to the city and kill a few people when materials are scarce.

"But I still don't understand," Carlos took off his robe after returning to his residence, "According to the intelligence we have collected these days, Henry's position in Carolina is not high but definitely not low. This level of trick can't do anything to him."

"Carolina will at best investigate him, and he'll just send his phantoms to deal with it, just like he did on the day of the banquet - this doesn't create a better environment for assassination."

"Yes, of course it can be done," Ron removed his disguise, "Henry is not a magician from the illusion school. He can just create an illusion to deal with the interrogation. And what if 'he' commits another crime under such circumstances?"

"Sir, you mean——"

"Tomorrow night, you and Seymour will go and deliver it to Sylvia at the old place," Ron smiled. "When Carolina launches an investigation into Henry because of a murder case, he will definitely not show up in person, and the investigator will only stop there to give both parties a way out."

"But what if the necromancer didn't hold back at all and killed another 'poor drow broker' when the phantom was questioned?"

"That will definitely be considered a provocation," Quest nodded. "Even if he has another clone, he will have to come forward and explain himself."

There was a flame dancing in Sylvia's eyes, which was her hope for revenge.

Killing a spellcaster in a mage tower is extremely difficult, but if he walks out by himself, it’s a completely different story!

"So that's how it is. I understand!" Carlos clenched his fists excitedly. He had a very good relationship with Seymour. In his opinion, the enemy of Mr. Zhuo Er was his enemy, and he had no choice but to take charge of such matters.

"Don't worry! The broker will meet with the buyer in a dark alley every night. We will attack from the front and back and kill the witnesses to ensure that no clues are left!" "This is the first time I know that revenge can be done at the same time," Seymour laughed happily, "You really are my benefactor! Don't worry, even for Sylvia, I promise that there will be no omissions in this operation!"

But in this world, many things cannot be “guaranteed” to be without any omissions.

On the second night, a line of patrol soldiers walked through a dark alley without noticing. Carolina City has been very uneasy recently. Just this morning, a murder was reported by a prostitute. If there were no special instructions, they would rather pretend not to see such a dark alley.

There are many soldiers patrolling, but who knows what is hidden in the darkness?

After the patrol team turned the corner ahead, two shadows, one white and one black, floated down into the alley. However, they did not see the Drow broker and her clients who were supposed to be there.

"Is the information wrong?" Carlos' heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked at Seymour, "That information dealer..."

"Impossible. Our intelligence is the result of the compilation of at least two 'exclusive intelligence' sources. That bitch must be here at this time." The drow assassin's voice was as cold as ice.

"Look around. I know you don't have darkvision, but this is part of the test."

Carlos had a solid foundation and soon made a discovery at the other end of the alley: "Teacher! Look here, there's blood!"

"Traces of dragging?" Seymour rushed over immediately. After a quick inspection, his heart began to beat fast. "Someone got there first?"

How could she have so many enemies? Or was it that the deal failed and they were just robbing each other? Zhuo Er was unsure for a moment, but soon he made another discovery.

In the stinking ditch at the corner of the alley, the corpse of a male halfling was discarded there like garbage, with a bag of gold coins scattered around him.

"This is the buyer!" Carlos approached the body and recognized the man, "Both of them are dead?!"

"And it's not robbery," Seymour pointed at the gold coins, "This is really strange, who could have done this?"

"Teacher," Carlos suddenly thought of something, "Didn't Mr. Ron say last night that necromancers sometimes..."

"That Henry?" Seymour questioned this reasoning. "He has been invited in by Carolina's civil servants today. Phantom has to stay in there for at least three days before being released!"

"He would choose tonight, and of course he would kill the person we want to kill?!"

"boom!"

Before Seymour finished speaking, a huge explosion was heard not far away in the city. The two hurried out of the alley, only to see a bright fire coming from the Mage Tower.

"teacher?"

"Sylvia is still over there, go save her!"

(End of this chapter)