Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 399 Rapid Expansion

"I hope you're not threatening me," Ron bowed slightly, "My advice is that you'd better not have such an idea, but if you really want to try it..."

"Maybe I'll go with some 'bolder plans'."

"for example?"

The Grand Duke exuded a dangerous aura, reminding the mortal in front of him what kind of existence he was talking to. However, to her surprise, Ron did not show more fear towards her because of this.

"For example, other beings are also involved. As of now, I think this is not just a place for Purgatory and the Abyss to compete, right?"

"Are there any more... for example, real dragons?"

Ron looked at the beautiful face of the Devil Queen and saw that the corners of her mouth were bending upwards little by little.

"Interesting, mortal!" Gracia stretched out her flexible tongue and licked her lips. "Indeed, the black dragon cub and the golden dragon! Even the copper dragon and the green dragon! The dragons did make some moves on this land, even... hehe."

Gracia easily changed the subject: "But how can you be sure that they will stand on your side? Even though most of the people you come into contact with now are related to the platinum dragon god, don't forget that the Dragon Queen doesn't always play the role of a loser!"

"If she really has some plan, a mere mortal like you would not be able to understand it!"

"Of course," Ron did not deny it. In fact, even for someone like Gracia who has influence across multiple dimensions, her thoughts are definitely beyond his ability to guess. But fortunately, someone has done this work for him. "So I said this is a bold plan."

"Of course I'm only giving you an example at your request," Ron tried to ease the atmosphere. "Of course I'm willing to deal with a familiar devil. At least it won't make things worse. I just don't want to be completely controlled by you."

"Although most demons are lawful, they may not agree with things getting out of control. But you, Her Highness Gracia, the most independent rebel in Purgatory, you certainly understand and expect this to happen, don't you?"

Gracia's will swept over Ron, and the latter chose to let her read his surface thoughts so that the other party would know the source of his thinking.

Especially the part about "those mortals who overcome almost overwhelming odds with daring plans attract her attention and earn her respect and favor."

"Mordenkainen!"

As expected, the Queen of Lust snorted in an obscure tone: "He, and that bitch Tasha! The arrangement of these things is simply terrible! Vulgar! Labeled! Superficial!"

"But... well, objectively speaking, what you said does make sense when it comes to retaining independence." Gracia quickly put away these useless emotions and looked at Ron again. "My legion can certainly help me maintain my current position, but if I want to continue to 'go down', the gold coin legion will become one of my stumbling blocks."

"I need some external help - of course, you are still far from that right now - but I don't mind investing early. After all, time is not a resource that I cannot afford to waste."

"But you at least require some guarantees: you can disloyalty to me, but you can't let others reap the fruits. Otherwise, I will come to you for an explanation!" Gracia said, her figure becoming illusory and uncertain. For a being of her level, stirring up a whirlwind was more of a ritual. As long as she wanted, she could appear directly anywhere she wanted to go.

"Wait!" Ron's face changed. He suddenly realized something. "You can't go by yourself! Can you take me back?"

"Even if we want to solve the problem of red mold here, you have to let me gather my companions and prepare!"

"Didn't you say you wouldn't depend on me?" Gracia's teasing voice drifted with the night wind. Her incarnation had already disappeared. "Then start from this step first. Solve it yourself!"

"I..." Ron, who was left alone on the roof of the castle, wanted to scold him but couldn't - the other party was a real devil. Even if he agreed, he might be thrown here under the pretext of a "small trial"! The situation in front of him was simply predictable!

But this did not pose a problem for Ron. After he came down from the roof, he easily found the spell materials that had not been moved away. With these materials, when the sun rose to its highest point the next day, Ron walked out leisurely from the newly built teleportation array in the center of the New Green Swamp Town Square.

"You should be thankful that Victoria and I didn't drink much last night." When Ron came out, Sylvia was looking at him with her arms folded, smiling, "Otherwise your communication would have been discovered, and I wouldn't have been able to build this teleportation array."

"Sera and Driver are still sleeping soundly now!"

"Although it is said that we should relax and work harder, they are a little too relaxed now," Ron sighed, "Besides, such excessive drinking is not good for the body."

"Leave that to them," the priest of Helm shrugged. "I have tried to persuade them, but it was of no use."

"Compared to this, I am more curious about what that person wants to see you about?"

The vampire looked at Ron curiously, and the teleportation array behind him had disappeared: This was only a temporary array. If you want to make it permanent, you can only do it like Mordenkainen's private chamber, and continue casting spells for a year before it can be stabilized.

"Even if there is something confidential, there should be no need to travel so far to discuss it. Isn't it easy for her to create a private space?"

"Because she not only wants to talk, but also wants me to see it with my own eyes." Speaking of this, Ron's expression became serious. "Remember those fungi we got before? I saw them, and the spore people derived from them."

"What's worse than this is that I didn't find it when the vampire lord and his wife were exploring, but in his territory."

"This is impossible!" Sylvia and Victoria looked at each other, and saw the look of disbelief in each other's eyes. "Doesn't Fusarium die in the light?!"

"It has mutated, or differentiated," Ron said with a rather troubled expression. "During the period since the specimen was taken back from the Earl and cultivated, the Fusarium has achieved this. And it should have multiplied rapidly in the last few months, which is why we didn't discover it at the time."

"Let's go ask Gillianis and Anastria. Maybe they have some ideas about this?"

(End of this chapter)