Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 388 Roadblock

"Liya, what are you talking about!" Upon hearing this, the elf mercenary immediately became unhappy, "How can I let these little guys rush ahead of me? I want him to willingly give me extra money after completing the mission!"

"Then you'll have a lot of work to do, Aunt Anna," Ivy couldn't help but laugh, "I really can't imagine under what circumstances you could be treated like this."

"I can't think of it either." Sylvia, who had been silent before, spoke at this moment. This elf inexplicably made her feel threatened, which made the vampire determined to try not to give this guy the opportunity to show off in the future adventures.

As a former officer in the elven army, Anastasia's pride did not allow her to withstand such questioning, so much so that after drinking, she even refused to accept the deposit, and kept yelling that Ron should pay her after the task was completed. Ron persuaded the great swordsman to accept the deposit of 200 gold coins, and rowed Drunken Fist all the way up to the second floor with Leah. They planned to sleep together tonight and relive their comradeship.

Daniel was very satisfied with the result. The congressman happily began to pack his toiletries and sleep in a room by himself.

If it were other people in this world, they could not guarantee that they would not have grass on their heads when their significant other slept with someone of the same sex, but Daniel had no such concern at all. He was only aware that after a long period of captivity, he would have one day of rest to adjust his state in order to cope with all the intense activities in the following days and nights.

"Honestly, for a veteran like this, I don't think five thousand gold coins are that hard to accept. After all, a bottle of healing potion is not cheap." Ron and the others helped Ivy clean up the leftovers and tableware after the party. Magic can certainly solve these chores quickly, but chatting while washing hands is obviously more cost-effective.

"Not every team has an alchemist, benefactor." Seymour also joined the cleanup, but he was responsible for cleaning the ground. "When I was with my tribesmen, if a guy on a mission was unfortunately seriously injured and had no further value, even the priests would not waste their spells on him: he would either survive and develop a chronic disease, or be eliminated by the family."

"Luxury items like healing potions are only provided to the top families in each city, and only to women. People like me are destined to have no chance of having such things since birth - until I followed you."

"On the contrary, five hundred gold coins can be used to purchase and repair equipment. Usually, these things can save lives more than a one-time healing potion."

"That's true in theory, but I'm skeptical about her outfit." Ivy's mind kept thinking about "Aunt Anna's" outfit, and she wiped the dishes with her hands and wished she could break them in half.

"She dares to wear it like that because it is enchanted," Sylvia curled her lips. Her background determined that the most revealing outfit she had ever worn in her life was probably the "ripped outfit" she wore when she was a slave apprentice. She was very disapproving of Anastasia's outfit, "Benefactor, you also studied enchantment, can you make one for us?"

"You can't expect me to know fashion design, Sylvia. I have to sacrifice beauty for enchantment." Ron said that he didn't want to, but he didn't have the talent for it. "But Lurik said a while ago that he had collected enough minerals in the mine. When we go back, they might be almost done forging. I can spend some time working with him to make a few sets of metal armor."

"See if you can keep an extra chain shirt if you want?"

"Thank you, but forget it." Sylvia sighed. It seemed that someone was going to get there first this time.

What's so good about a tin can? "It would be best to see if we can forge another tower shield," Ivy's eyes lit up, "It was definitely a good idea to embed the lightning gem on the shield before, can we replicate it?"

If it were an ordinary adventure team, she would never make such an impolite request - it would be a waste of money - but now they have the support of the territory, and they can handle everything from mining to smelting to forging to enchanting. With the cost down, they can naturally be a little more willful.

"Good idea, but forget about the lightning beam. It's better to engrave some other spells. Let me think about it in a few days." Ron agreed with a smile. His current level is no longer limited to enchanting soup spoons. Naturally, he has to try his best to meet the needs of his companions and improve everyone's strength.

After all, the power of the "mastermind" is still vivid in our minds.

Nothing happened that night. Ron and the others got up early. However, Ron drank too much Anastasia last night and still had a headache when he was woken up. After saying goodbye to Ivy's parents, they first accompanied the greatswordsman to his former employer to settle the balance, and then turned around and embarked on the journey home.

Along the way, they could see scattered priests walking in a hurry. They were all believers of the Molten Iron Barrier. After the events in Rose City were publicized, not only the priests in Rose City had a hard time, but the priests in other city-states as well. Many people could not continue to work and were ready to go to other places to seek another livelihood.

"I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing," Victoria looked at these people with some worry. "Most of them didn't even know about the action from above, and they were implicated for no reason. And what about the civilians in their original place? The priests are gone. Who can they go to if they get sick?"

"There are always some herbalists, and there are more than just priests," Anastria had heard about their "big deeds" last night, but the elf was not impressed. "Rather, it is precisely because of these people that other sects have difficulty developing. I don't think you need to worry about the situation of the residents of those villages and towns."

The Molten Iron Wall can tolerate multiple gods, but not every god can join the Molten Iron Wall's Pantheon. The believers of gods such as Tymora will be united and excluded by these supporters of order, and their departure may not necessarily be a bad thing.

"If they can't survive, they will of course migrate, right? Isn't that a good thing for us?" Aik'Zuri, who had transformed into a black dragon, hummed a little tune as the carriage bumped along. His carriage was an open-top style, which allowed him and Seymour and others who were in the same carriage with him to enjoy a wider view of the land.

"Hey! Look! Are those in front the migrants?" Aiksuri suddenly slapped the handrail of the carriage and stood up, shouting, "Hey! Who are you? Do you want to go to the Land of Delusion? We are going the same way as you!"

"Exuri, don't make things more complicated!" Carlos, who was in the same car, quickly pulled him. Their team had everything from vampires, goblins, shadow spirits, and drow, and even a black dragon! Aren't they afraid of scaring ordinary people to death?
Ron and the others also tried to avoid those people as much as possible, but the other party did not seem to have this intention. As the carriage team moved forward slowly, those figures not only did not disperse to make way, but gathered on the road, blocking the road!

The low roars and occasional conversations made the horses and beasts of burden stop as if they were facing a great enemy. If it weren't for the natural deterrent power of the colorful dragon Aikthuri controlling their minds, these livestock would have abandoned them all!
"Damn it, they are definitely not migrating civilians!" Anastasia jumped off the carriage and came face to face with the creatures that blocked the road and were gradually approaching. Her face instantly turned ugly. "Sir Ron, Niece Ivy, you don't have to get off the carriage, I will solve these problems!"

"We may have encountered a group of tiger men robbing along the road!"

(End of this chapter)