Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 334: The Countess

Of course, Ron rejected Sylvia's request. As a lord, he didn't even have a title yet. How could he call his subordinates earls? Wouldn't that be against the will of heaven?

On the other hand, the shock caused by Sylvia's sudden power just now has helped other companions gradually wake up. In front of so many people, Ron doesn't want to leave any black history.

"Sylvia, this is against the rules," Victoria, who had just woken up, came to Ron's rescue in time. "Ron's power comes from the appointment of Mayor Victor, and Victor himself is not a noble."

"Besides, the earl did not really give power to—"

"Okay, okay, Victoria," Sylvia interrupted the long speech that the priest was about to make after waking up, "I was just joking! After all, you see, the people here were wiped out by that existence, and the earl also fled in panic. Isn't this our territory?"

"I don't want to call this spooky place 'our territory'," Ivy's voice came from the ground, "Can anyone come and help me? I can't dig myself out of the ground!"

"Don't forget about me!" Driver, who was hanging on the second floor, was unwilling to be left behind. It was too cold there because of the wind. "Someone come and save me!"

As the fight with the Count just now had emptied almost everyone's spell slots, this arduous task was finally handed over to the monk Questor who was good at climbing walls and climbing roofs. Under the care of the priest, Yelena was out of danger in time.

"I just dreamed that I was back to the side of the Raven Queen," Yelena sat up after her injuries stabilized and sighed softly, "I don't know if it was a nightmare or a good dream."

"Going back alive is a good dream, but going back as a soul is a nightmare?" Ivy tried to liven up the atmosphere, but Yelena obviously didn't like the joke.

"So, now Sylvia is more powerful than the earl?" After listening to Ron and the others' story, Driver circled around Sylvia, exclaiming, "Doesn't that mean that we can now officially take over the entire Delusion Land!"

"It's not that easy..." Speaking of this, Ron and the other three who had witnessed the sudden change of scene fell silent. Even Sylvia, who thought she had mastered supernatural powers, had to admit that compared to that existence, her strength was still far behind.

"Every time we think we're close to success, we always find that the water here is even deeper." Looking at the expressions of the three people, Quest understood what was going on. "But don't be so discouraged. Although we can't say that we are all safe and sound this time, at least everyone is still alive, which means there is still hope."

"You are quite optimistic," Sylvia glanced at the shapeshifter that had just been beaten back to its original form, "Didn't we make it clear just now? That thing has taken away all the undead in the earldom--"

"You have made it very clear, dear Sylvia," Quest said with a grin on his face. "But no matter how powerful he is, he is just a coward hiding in his fantasy land and not daring to show his face. I have been dealing with those masters sitting in high places for hundreds of years. Can the bedbugs in the gutter be more difficult to deal with than the cockroaches on the dining table?"

"What kind of metaphor is that, Quest!" Driver pretended to vomit. "I'm starving right now. Are you doing this on purpose?!"

"It's just an analogy," Quest spread his hands, "But then again, Sylvia, your power... probably can't always be displayed to the outside world, right?" "If we are likely to fight that existence in the future, and your power comes from it..."

"I understand what you mean," Sylvia nodded, and she chanted a spell that no one had ever heard before, and even Sylvia herself didn't understand its meaning. As she chanted, her power quickly declined, or in other words, it withered, and in the end she became the Sylvia that everyone knew again. "The demon lord's blood seems to contain a lot of various spells. I hope this will work, so that the real owner of the power won't be able to track me down at any time."

Although this is the truth, Sylvia still feels unwilling to not be able to use the power at will even though she already has it: "It's a pity that before I can completely catch that guy, I can only do the same as before..."

"After all, this power doesn't actually belong to you. In comparison, at least the power of the Demon Lord can be explained..." Victoria scratched her head in annoyance. "Sylvia, we must find a way to completely solve the problem of your power, otherwise I always feel that this will become a problem sooner or later."

"Gracie can't be so kind, so don't count on my master," Yelena said, "Victoria, will your god respond to you?"

"Heim's power in this world is not that strong," Victoria shook her head and sighed, "And did you misunderstand the relationship between priests and gods? Gods are not as arbitrary as demons - even the Grand Duke of Hell, wasn't he just giving a warning?"

"You rely on your bloodline to enter the magic circle."

"Then it seems we have no choice but to suppress it for now," Ron thought for a moment, "Maybe Gillianis will be able to come up with a solution after we get back. Our archmage should be more knowledgeable, right?"

When Sylvia heard the name "Gillenis", she immediately put her hands on her chest and said, "I refuse! Benefactor, you are sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth! She will definitely slice me up for research!"

"In your current state, you will always be sliced ​​- the only difference is who slices you, right?"

"But before that..." Ron turned his head and looked at the castle that was empty but still had lights on. "After all, we have risked our lives for you. Our 'Lady Countess' should not mind us resting in your castle for a while and taking some souvenirs back with us, right?"

"Also, Sylvia, are you planning to stay here? I might be able to convince some of the villagers to move here. Reclaiming rainforests and swamps is a laborious job, but here we have ready-made homes."

"Benefactor, are you going to chase me away?" Sylvia's eyes widened. "I don't want to be alone here like that count! I want to go back with you too!"

"As for the castle here..." The dhampire looked around the manor, which had essentially become his own, with reluctance, "Don't move everything away like you did to the green dragon's lair, okay? At least leave something for me!"

"Don't worry," Ron laughed. "The Green Dragon's Lair has no owner anymore, but there is a successor here. But before that, we have to do one more thing - Mary's body can't just be left in the yard. Come on, dig up her grave and bury the remains of mother and daughter together."

Due to some urgent matters, tomorrow's update will be in the afternoon
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(End of this chapter)