Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 301 Rescue
A lich disappeared silently from this world, leaving no trace behind. No one cared about his life or death, not even the cruel and merciless demon lord.

Perhaps in the future, some group of adventurers will stumble upon the lich's lair, find his legacy, and even find the empty life box, but all of this has nothing to do with the lich himself or the being who took him away.

Only in a distant fantasy land, there is a human lord and his companions, worrying about an attack that will never happen again.

But compared to the conspiracy that might come at any time, there was a more important matter that needed to be resolved. Ron and Jin Long stepped forward to untie the restraints on Faramar, while Driver and Masarino put down Rurik.

The dwarf who had survived the disaster woke up first, but the moment he opened his eyes and saw Ron, he quickly closed his eyelids tightly, mumbling something like "It's not my fault" and "This is a nightmare". But it was indeed not his fault, and Ron had nothing to blame him for.

His attention was completely focused on the last queen who was slowly waking up.

"Where... am I?" The Queen slowly opened her eyes and looked at the surroundings in confusion. She then turned her gaze to Ron. "Ron? When did you come back? Where is this place?"

"You don't remember anything?" Ron looked at her. "I thought someone like you didn't need sleep."

"Normality is not necessary," Farama supported himself with his hands and slowly stood up, "but you also know that my body is not complete, so..."

Faramar only finished her words. She stood on the ground with her feet, looking at her hands that had returned to her body in confusion. She looked at Ron in bewilderment: "Wait, I...you brought them all back? And put them on me?"

"how did you do it?"

"It wasn't me who did it. It was your eternal master," Ron nodded slightly towards the ground beside him, "You should be able to easily detect the traces she left behind."

"Yes, it's the breath of purgatory..." Faramar quickly confirmed Ron's statement, but this did not relieve her doubts. "So, what is going on?"

"I just remember that night, when Rurik and his men shouted that there were robbers, I was about to flee... and go out to get help, when a group of strangers shone something on my face." Farama touched her cheek. Although there was no visible residue on it, she quickly came to a conclusion, "The energy of the abyss... are they coming to find me?"

Speaking of the demons of the abyss, Faramar's entire body began to tremble, mostly out of anger, a small part out of fear, and a faint hint of emotion, perhaps... excitement?
"After so many years, my body is whole again!" Faramar clenched his fists, "Ron, tell me where those demons have gone! I want to pay for all the suffering I have endured over the years!"

"Then you don't have that chance. Gracia has already finished the hardest part. Now besides a bunch of undead creatures venting their anger on you, it will probably be hard to find any more demons here."

"It's over?" Faramar raised his eyebrows in surprise, his eyes becoming even more confused. "But why? Why am I still staying here? According to my contract, I should be taken to Purgatory by Him..."

"That's because there is an existence among the undead creatures that you need to deal with - don't look at me, Gracia said," Ron patted her shoulder, "Have you ever had a death knight under your command before? Or did it complete its transformation after your death?"

"Death Knight, if I could control such a powerful creature at that time, I would not have ended up like this." Faramar didn't understand what Gracia meant, and didn't understand Ron's question. "If you are talking about knights, I have canonized many, but almost all of them turned out to be traitors." "At the knight canonization ceremony, they pledged their loyalty to me instead of the Abyss!" Speaking of this, the last queen's emotions were once again difficult to control. "Especially the leader of the Knights, Charlie! I trusted him so much at the beginning, I even introduced him to Purgatory and asked for a set of Purgatory saddles for him!"

"As long as he wanted, he could have continued to fight with his young and strong body forever - but he betrayed in the end!"

Purgatory Saddle?

Ron and Driver looked at each other and were both extremely surprised: No wonder the Devil Archduke said that Faramar needed to do this.

"If that's the case," Ron sighed, "I think he probably has his reasons."

"Hardship?" Faramar laughed sarcastically, "He has no hardship! In order to be able to kneel down and lick his devil lover in the abyss, he would like to kill me completely! It's a pity that he can't do it!"

"Wait, the Death Knight you're talking about, isn't that the same as—"

"Well, it's better for you to confirm it with your own eyes."

On the way back to New Green Swamp Town, with the help of the Golden Dragon and Masarino, they were much faster. In just a moment, Ron, who was lying on the broad back of the Golden Dragon, saw the town below... the ruins.

"Meteor explosion," the planeswalker recognized the arcane magic that could create such a destructive scene, and couldn't help but be amazed, "My lord, where did you invite this great god back from?"

"Look at this terrifying range and control accuracy! Goddess, that mage is definitely one of the most powerful in your plane - or did she move her own mage tower here?"

"I didn't see the Mage Tower, but there was a Mage Sword," said Drefdo, who was being carried by the Planeswalker. He curled his lips, "But did you see the elf fighting the Death Knight? The Archmage you boasted about was fighting with someone in close combat!"

To the goblin hunter's surprise, seeing Gillianis fighting the Death Knight with her skilled swordsmanship and endless arcane magic, Masarino not only did not feel embarrassed, but his eyes became even more fiery.

"That armor!" The planeswalker was indeed well-informed and pointed out the elven master's greatest reliance. "My lord, you have also studied enchantment. You must be able to see that the armor is unusual!"

"Self-casting, inherent protection... My god, this elf almost perfectly solves all the problems that a mage may encounter when being approached!"

The planeswalker hurriedly dived to the ground with the screaming goblin. "Sir, let me lend a hand! I have so many questions to ask you!"

(End of this chapter)