Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 379 The End of the Chef

"Who is your hostage?!"

Taking advantage of this brief gap, a tower shield that occupied most of Patrick's vision rushed towards the bishop, and behind the shield was the murderous Ivy.

The flaming gauntlets took the form of a long sword burning with blazing flames, and slashed at the bishop mercilessly. The wine that had not yet hit the ground caught fire in the wind, burning Patrick's face and causing painful burns to his skin.

“Damn it! Stay away from me!” Protective energy condensed around Patrick, covering his body and equipment with a layer of phantom frost. “Malak! What are you still standing there for!”

The monk, who had just woken up from a dream, drew out his alien sword and blocked Ivy and Patrick with it: "Ms. Ivy, I'm sorry, I also have my job--"

"roll!"

The golden messy hair flew up with Ivy's attack, and the half-elf rushed towards the monk head-on. Malak tried to dodge, but the heavy tower shield pressed down like a landslide, compressing the space for him to display his martial arts to the extreme.

Although long weapons usually have greater advantages than short weapons, what is the use of a long weapon if there is no space to use it?

"Boom!" In just over ten seconds, Malak had only spotted a flaw on Ivy's side and was about to draw his sword to counterattack, but the tower shield suddenly turned at an incredible angle and accelerated, smashing into his face with a rumbling sonic boom. The monk was caught off guard and only had time to raise his arm to block it. The next second, he flew backwards as if he was hit by a carriage.

The sounds of metal and bones breaking intertwined, and no one knew how much damage Ivy's shield strike had caused to the half-elf monk. The latter fainted without even a groan.

"——" Sylvia, who was holding the ropes that bound Daniel and Leah, stood there in a daze, staring straight at her half-elf companion - when did she become so strong.

Although her use of the acceleration spell might have contributed to this, even without her help, Malak would probably not be Ivy's opponent!
"Good job! You are worthy of being my daughter!" Leah, who had just broken free from her restraints, jumped up excitedly and waved her fist vigorously. "That's it! Show these bugs a lesson!"

"Tsk!" Patrick's expression darkened, and then he became fierce. His well-mannered demeanor just now disappeared in an instant, "You are a hopeless case!"

"Don't think I'm afraid of you. This is my home ground! In the name of my Lord - die!"

"Ivy, get out of the way!" When the fingertips of the bishop of the Molten Iron Barrier glowed with negative energy, Ron almost immediately realized that something was wrong. As he moved, an ice wall immediately rose under Patrick's feet. The terrain shaping caused by the arcane pushed Patrick far away. The magic armor on his body was blown to pieces, and a thick layer of frost covered his entire body.

"Too late!" Patrick laughed. Even though he was almost frozen, his magic was out of his control and turned into a stream of light that penetrated the ice wall and the person behind the wall.

"No one can escape my death finger!" The disheveled bishop screamed hysterically. His body quickly became unstable. The ice blocks on his body fell down without support, unable to stop his actions. "Just wait, none of you can escape! No one can!"

After he completely merges into the overlapping space at the edge of the plane and the etheric plane, no one here will be able to catch or track him. But now no one cares about the life or death of this bishop.

"Ivy!" After Daniel rushed to the ice wall in panic, Ron lifted the spell and did not stop the father who was eager to protect his daughter. Since the two sides of the ice wall could not see each other, he understood Daniel's feelings very well. It was just that the situation might be slightly different from what he imagined.

Ivy put down her sword and shield and looked ahead absentmindedly. There, another figure blocked her way when the ice wall rose, disrupting Patrick's spell.

“Baka?!” Daniel was also stunned. He looked up and down at this ordinary man who was just a little strong. “You, why are you…”

When did he appear? When did he rush here? And why did he stand in front of Ivy?
No one knew that he was just an ordinary person, and in the chaos just now, no one would pay attention to this guy who posed almost no threat.

Baka was still standing, but his body began to shake, his blood vessels bulged, and purple lines gradually appeared on his hairy limbs and quickly spread to his neck and face.

"Boss," the ogre grinned, "my neck won't obey me, can you help me check it? The lady..."

"I, I'm fine," Ivy turned to Bacca and saw that the man's expression gradually relaxed. "Why are you doing this?"

As a veteran warrior and a half-elf, her physique is far beyond that of an ordinary person like Baka. As long as one's luck is not extremely bad, it is almost impossible to kill her with a spell.

While this chef's dedication is admirable, is it really worth it?
"No, it's worth it, Miss Ivy." At this moment, Baca's speech had gradually become a little labored, and a meaningless growl came from his throat from time to time. "I am an unforgivable villain. I can't even remember how many people I have killed."

"I originally thought that I would die at your hands like my wizard friend Henry, but your parents and the lord gave me another chance, a chance to start a new life."

"But, but... cough cough," large pieces of skin and muscle on his face and body quickly rotted and began to fall off. As the most powerful spell, Finger of Death can not only make the target die painfully, but also turn the killed person into a zombie and revive, obeying the caster's orders from then on. Baka is obviously changing in this direction now. "I am helping in the kitchen at your tavern. Although I still cook, I always feel that my hands are covered with blood, even if I only have potatoes and carrots in my hands at the moment."

"In Rose City, no one will know your past," Leah walked up and looked at the chef she had carried down with all her strength, but there was no emotion in her eyes, "You could have lived forever, lived until death, and there would be no trace of you left in this world."

In the long life of an elf, separation of life and death is commonplace. As they grow older, even their own experiences will become like someone else's story, not to mention that they are someone else's life.

“Madam, you…” Baka seemed to want to laugh, but when he twitched his face, only two rows of teeth without cheeks could be seen. “I am just a human being. I wash my hands thirty or forty times every day, but this only makes me feel more and more dirty. I finally understand that the past cannot be escaped. It will follow you forever.”

"If you want to pay for your sins, even a little bit, there is only one way. I'm glad I didn't wait too long."

Bakka called Ron's name hoarsely: "Sir, can you lend a hand? I don't want to cause you any more trouble. I feel like I'm going to become something else--"

(End of this chapter)