Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

"So sir, do you think she is?"

Mark didn't show much emotion, just asked softly.

"What is it?"

"Devil worshipper."

"No," Evander said with a "tsk". "There is a devil follower who hangs out in the tavern all day long. If that woman is really a devil, she doesn't have to hide it."

Evander's calling Constance a "devil's follower" is purely a rhetorical device. He is not a clumsy clown. Long before Ron noticed him, he had made many attempts to subtly take delusion into his own hands, but he always failed because of Constance's obstruction.

But this was not the most infuriating thing. After all, the previous fight was only in secret. If it were not for some kind of tacit understanding between two evenly matched opponents, Evander could not even be sure whether it was Ron, the lord, or Constance who disturbed the situation. In this kind of long-distance competition, even if he lost a move, he would be convinced.

But what was that just now?! Did she completely give up pretending? Relying on the fact that she was closer to Ron? God knows how she got to this point! Maybe -

"Master, you forgot that Miss Constance is Miss Ivy's cousin, and Miss Ivy and Mr. Ron..."

Mark smiled faintly, as if he had guessed Evander's malicious imagination.

"This damn nepotism!" The scar on the young man's face became more ferocious. "What's so great about that! Why does she--"

Evander fell silent. He suddenly realized that he seemed to rely on connections to get close to Ron. If his last name was not Holt, would he really have such an opportunity?

If Ron were here, he would definitely give an affirmative answer without hesitation. The relationship with Yungang was better than nothing for Ron, but Evander's ability to get things done attracted him.

But even so, it seems that this does not explain the reason for this man's further pursuit: if his last name was not Holt, where would he develop such abilities?

What's more, as the instigator, he knew the whole story: if he had not influenced the pirates of the Bengsen family, the subsequent events would not have happened.

"No matter what, that woman must be eliminated first!" Evander's eyes became fierce, and he hammered his thigh hard. "Ron is surrounded by only a few playboys from Rose City who have some education, and these people are headed by Constance and Carlos. Carlos is devoted to the skills of the dark elves, so he is not a concern at all. As long as Constance is dealt with, I have my own way to deal with the others!"

“Uncle Mark, you have to help me think of a solution!”

"If possible, I don't recommend you to offend that spice merchant. He is very popular right now," Mark shook his head. "Once he finds out that it was us who did it, it will definitely affect the family's evaluation of you."

"I naturally thought of this," Evander smiled coldly. "Constance is his adopted daughter. If she is missing or dead, he will definitely do his best to investigate. So why bother him with this? Can't we just hand the suspect over to him and solve the problem?"

"In addition, a big part of the reason why Ron was able to gain a foothold in Delusion is that Rose City is on his side. According to my intelligence, his main supporters in the Rose Council are the spice merchant and Daniel of Night Breeze. Once Constance dies, their friendship will inevitably be shaken."

Mark listened quietly to Evander's plan, and only helped him guide and improve it when he paused: "But this is just a wavering move. Based on my observation of Mr. Ron's methods, he should be able to easily convince them to find the real murderer together. It's useless to put the blame on him." "Who said I want to put the blame on him?" Evander's eyes became brighter and more sinister. "I'm very close to them, so I can naturally sense the interweaving of some of their relationships. For example, these three people: Ron, Ivy and Sylvia."

"The dhampir?"

"She and Ivy both have some interest in Ron, didn't you notice?" Evander chuckled, "Oh, I forgot, you have no talent in this area."

"Ivy is not easy to shake, but a woman who doesn't even know who her parents are, who spent the first half of her life as a slave, and whose race is a terrifying vampire, isn't she the perfect scapegoat?"

"For a person like this, any extreme behavior is reasonable, especially when it comes to emotional issues, right?"

"But she and Miss Ivy are both out with Mr. Ron for the time being."

"She's out, but her friends aren't." Evander outlined a plan that seemed perfect to him, and the center of the plan was a dark-skinned elf. "And he happens to be the best person at assassination."

"Sylvia hinted to Seymour to reduce Ivy's influence on Ron so that he could possess the man who saved her from suffering alone. Ron went out again after two months. Isn't this a godsend? They have similar motives to us..."

"As far as I know, Sylvia should not have such a motive."

"She 'can' have it." Holt, whose face was covered with scars, smiled more frighteningly.

"But don't worry, Uncle Mark. I will keep things within a reasonable range. When the delusion is about to collapse and Ron is speechless no matter which side he stands on, I, Evander Holt from Yungang, will step forward and settle the whole riot. After that, I will become his real 'right-hand man' and strangle him by the throat at the right time."

"The only question now is how to put the plan into practice."

"It's not easy," Mark poured cold water on Evander again, so that the young man would not sink into the abyss due to overconfidence. "Gillianis has not left. According to our intelligence, she is most likely the chief mage of the Hailan Empire, Gillianis Galanold, more than a century ago."

"In this small Green Swamp town, there aren't many ways to hide from her eyes and ears."

They had planned to attack Ron through Gillianis' identity, but the Moon Elves were too powerful. Even if they could persuade the forces that had besieged the Hailan Empire back then... they would still have to be able to defeat her.

Back then, they had failed to keep this magician in the capital of the Hailan Empire to be buried with the Ryan family. Now, the hope was even slimmer. They could only think of other options.

"Of course, of course, how could I miss such an important variable? But Uncle Mark, let me test you: What kind of crime is the most difficult to detect and stop in time?"

"It's a random crime, and a crime of passion," Evander said, not really waiting for Mark's answer. "We just need to find such a 'criminal'."

"I heard that Constance was obsessed with the performance-style gladiatorial combat in the late Hailan Empire, and her own martial arts skills are not that good, right?" (End of this chapter)