Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 415 Prove your innocence
"Ah, it is my lifelong honor to be recognized by the Chief Archmage, Lady Galannod." The old elf laughed, but no one could tell that he was honored. "However, your friend doesn't seem to agree with me. Do you know why?"

"Gillianis, are you really Gillianis Galanold?!"

Anastria knitted her eyebrows together, and her five fingers holding the hilt were also tightly pressed against her weapon. As long as the moon elf answered with even the slightest question, she would swing the sword and chop it down without hesitation! She would really do that!
But...how should Gillianis answer be considered problematic?
Anastria didn't want to think about it, but this question lingered in her mind like a nightmare. These days, this moon elf has a gentle and calm personality, profound knowledge, and extraordinary abilities, which is completely different from the notorious evil wizard. Why is there such a difference?
"If you have any questions, you can come back to me later," the moon elf sighed and looked directly into the mercenary's eyes. "I am Gillianis Galanold, the chief wizard of the Hailan Empire and the mastermind of all the evil experiments you mentioned."

"I'm not going to waste time with my defense because I have a lot of questions myself. You just need to know one thing - for most of those experiments, the only part I participated in was signing and stamping."

"Believe it or not."

The Moon Elf no longer paid attention to the confused Great Swordsman. She raised her eyes and looked suspiciously at the spider elf who had been constantly provoking her: "You really look like him, exactly the same."

"But if I'm not mistaken, you're not him, are you?"

"Oh?" The old elf raised his eyebrows on his funny and ugly face - although the hair on that part was almost invisible. "Because I should be dead, right? Dear Jane?"

"Your attainments in the arcane should be much deeper than mine. Don't you know those spells that can prolong life? Not even one?"

The old elf turned his gaze to the others, staying on Ron for a particularly long time. Finally, his chilling gaze boldly swept over Gillianis's body, and finally landed on her sword: "That's a pity. You found my sword, but at least you didn't achieve the depth and professionalism of it."

"It seems that there is indeed a big problem with my education."

Gillianis did not refute him immediately. The moon elf waited quietly until the other party finished muttering and could not think of any topic to continue. Then she asked calmly: "Are you finished, teacher?"

"Finished? What do you mean?" The old elf was stunned for a moment, then nodded as if he suddenly realized something, "I guess so. What, are you still going to refute me?"

"I ran to the Land of Delusion to avoid you, but you still found me centuries later! What else do you want to do to an old man like me—"

"I don't want to do anything to you. At least, I don't want to do anything to my 'real' teacher," Gillianis said, strangling the old elf's throat. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. "I only have two questions: First, how did you become like this? Second, who are the teacher outside and you?"

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Gillianis chanted magic loudly, and magical lights of various colors quickly lit up on the old elf's body. With a clear shattering sound in the cave, all the spells on the old elf disappeared in an instant!

"Damn it! Do you know how much time I have to put into casting these spells every day!" The old elf was shocked and angry, and he roared. The eight spider legs in his lower body poked the ground restlessly, as if he could pull his body to pounce on Gillianis at any time, "Who is your etiquette teacher? Or have you been hanging out with Ryan's group of ambitious people for so long that you have forgotten even this basic courtesy!" "How dare you treat your teacher like this!"

"Excuse me for interrupting, but I think we all believe that the most important thing now is to ensure that every word you say and every action you make can be trusted." Victoria's voice suddenly sounded beside her, and as she raised her holy emblem, a field enveloped the old elf.

"Realm of Honesty? Great, you even recruited a priest," the spider elf bared his teeth and took a deep breath. The red mold in his lungs almost killed him. A Heim's emblem flashed on the old elf's shriveled chest. He tried to circumvent the effect of this magic, but he failed. "Okay, okay, what did you want to ask?"

"How did I become like this... Never mind, I'll tell you the second one first: You found that guy before you met me, didn't you, Jane?"

Gillianis didn't respond. This question didn't need an answer. The teacher's hiding place was no easier to find than the old elf's. If she hadn't seen it beforehand, she would never have asked this question.

"Yes, yes, of course," the old elf sighed pretentiously, "He is better looking than me, right? Although we look the same age, at least he is clean, has a tidy doghouse, and has a good temper. He is not as sharp-tongued and ugly as me."

"He looks exactly like the teacher you remember. Nothing has changed except his appearance."

"But think about it carefully, Jane, is this really possible?" The old elf snorted, moved his eight spider legs, and slowly moved towards the crowd. "Even if he is an elf, after several centuries and going through so many things, can he still remain the same as before, huh?"

"Not to mention that it's exactly what you imagined!" Seeing that Gillianis still didn't respond, the old elf raised his voice, "Don't be ridiculous! We did have a happy time together, but you are not my only student, and I am not your only teacher!"

"Why am I exactly the same as you remember?!"

"Old man, could you please not stand so close to me?" Ivy frowned and stood between Gillianis and her teacher. "Although you have lived for a long time, don't treat us as fools."

"You didn't even answer her question directly. You were evading the judgment of the Realm of Honesty! Not to mention that you kept moving closer to me. What on earth are you—"

Before Ivy finished her words, a series of Elvish voices accompanied by whistles suddenly sounded behind her:

"Well said, kid, this fool is trying to attack your friends!"

Even Gillianis pressed down the lion head on her shoulder. This magical prop immediately bit her palm. The blood of the moon elf flowed into the arm armor along the grooves, and the Sword Song Lion Armor immediately made bursts of clanging sounds!
(End of this chapter)