Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 37 Return
"So you agree to take them all away?"

She was completely dumbfounded when Lavinia led six townspeople dressed as construction workers out of the town carrying large and small bags.

"There are about fifty or sixty people here. Can you really accommodate so many?"

If it were in his previous life, Ron would certainly have been dismissive of Lavinia's doubts, but this place was different from his previous life, and he actually had no idea what to do.

Fortunately, the young farmer seemed to have great appeal and influence among these people.

"Miss, you don't need to worry," Andre, the young farmer, smiled at Lavinia in a friendly manner. "We suffer wherever we go. At least there will be no shortage of water and food over there."

"Maybe we can even rebuild a village."

"I don't care. Just listen to the leader's instructions." Lavinia glanced at Ron, and seeing that he didn't react, she stopped worrying about it.

"But let me make it clear first. I'm not asking for special privileges. My alchemical materials and equipment must be kept safe. No matter how many empty rooms you have after that, I want at least two. No one can sleep in the workshop."

"I, I can sleep in the same room with Lavinia," Bunny said quickly. She and Lavinia had just returned to the town together, but unlike Lavinia, she had very little luggage.

A bag of clean clothes and a statue of Tymora that was about half her height, that was all.

"Ms. Luck does not emphasize sacred places, so it will be sufficient for you to clear a small area for me to place a shrine."

These were all small matters, and Ron agreed to them one by one. The addition of these two people could greatly improve daily life and outdoor exploration. Compared with this, some treatment was nothing.

"By the way, Lavinia, I have something to ask you. Let's talk about it on the way."

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"Amethyst slate, where did you get it?" On the way, Lavinia repeatedly looked at the slate in Ron's hand (it was difficult for her to hold it herself) and asked.

"In a tomb, there seems to be an emblem of the Elven Hailan Empire on the sarcophagus."

"Sure enough," Lavinia said seriously, "Did that half-elf girl tell you that the Hailan Empire forged a batch of powerful magic items in its final dying struggle? This amethyst slab is one of them."

"How would I know?" Ivy pursed her lips. "I wasn't even born at that time. All the stories about the empire were told to me by my mother. She was a longbowman in the rebel army."

"No wonder. This thing is extremely confidential. I heard about it from an uncle. He was a military sorcerer in the army at that time and heard his colleagues mention some things in this regard."

"It is said that the Hailan Empire forged a total of seven extremely rare and even legendary magic items, each of which is extremely powerful. But for some reason, these items were not used in the final decisive battle. It's as if they disappeared out of thin air. Some people speculate that this may have been a rumor from the beginning."

"But this slab..."

"Is it one of the seven items?" Ron asked. "No, this is said to be a lock that seals those magical items. Do you see these seven grooves? If you can find the corresponding key and put it in, you can get the corresponding item. But..."

"It's definitely not that simple. But since this slab is real, those items must not be groundless either - there must be some truth in them, right?"

Victoria, who was walking nearby, looked at the stone slab thoughtfully: "But if those things are really so magical, why didn't the Hailan Empire use them in the end, but instead their locks were buried with a royal family member?"

"Besides, since it is clearly the ultimate trump card for a last-ditch fight, why bother adding a lock?"

Victoria's doubts were reasonable. The way to activate this trump card shouldn't be so complicated.

Ron remembered a classic movie he had read in his previous life. In the movie, if the Prime Minister of the Empire wanted to use nuclear weapons, he only had to press a button and then confirm a password with the other side.

As for conventional weapons, there is no need to go through so much trouble. In order to draw the gun quickly, those cowboys may even not use holsters, despite the risk of accidental discharge.

This operation of the Hailan Empire is really confusing.

"But this is a good thing for their old men," Lavinia curled her lips and said, "Otherwise, these things should have been destroyed by the allied forces at the time, and Mindatis wouldn't have had to go to so much trouble."

But this was definitely not the original intention of that "short-lived" empire. Who would have thought of counterattacking if it could last for thousands of years?
"You may get the answer only if you continue to follow Mindatis," Lavinia retracted her gaze, "I'm not good at fighting, so I can't go with you. But if you find these relics, you can bring them back to me. Maybe I can provide you with some clues."

"Is there anything else?"

"And this," Ron took out the scroll he had taken from the dwarf, "Could you please help me look at this? Can you understand the dwarven language?"

"Spider Climb," Lavinia replied simply. "With this technique, you can move up and down or sideways on a vertical surface, or even hang upside down from the ceiling without using your hands."

"That's it?" Ron looked expectant.

"You don't think I can interpret this, do you?" Lavinia sighed, "My main occupation is alchemy, not magic. Don't think too highly of me."

"I know a little bit of Gnomish, so I can understand the general meaning, but it's not enough for me to decipher the mechanics."

"If you want to decipher it, I suggest you study it yourself. When I came out, I told Victor about the progress of the Delusion Land. He said he would tell the caravans passing by and suggest that they stop by the Delusion Land. Maybe you can meet a bookseller and buy some language books."

However, although Lavinia could not provide help in such a place, she was willing to teach this human who had just stepped into the threshold of a wizard some of the things she knew. This made Ron's two-day journey extremely fulfilling, and his spellbook also added two new spells: magic missile and language proficiency.

The former helps Ron supplement his offensive capabilities in battle, while the latter allows him to know the literal meaning of all languages ​​he hears, or to read the literal meaning of written words by touching them.

It’s a pity that magic scrolls usually contain secret codes used exclusively by mages, so knowing the language is of little help.

(End of this chapter)