Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

The scene was awkward for a moment.

As that somewhat familiar voice sounded, not only Evander was stunned, but everyone else, especially the members of Ron's team, were also a little confused.

If they heard correctly, and if the creature summoned by Evander was not good at creating such illusions, the creature that came out of the vortex of fire should be...

"Kaojia!" Ron stared at the embarrassed demon, "You signed a contract with this kid?!"

"She is Khaoga?!" Evander Holt also widened his eyes. He had seen this name in the files of the Delusion Land!

He is the biggest buyer of the Yuan silver ore here!
As a member who "joined" later, Evander had never seen the other party's true body with his own eyes, nor had he seen the other little devils responsible for carrying the deep silver. After all, it was not a good thing for creatures from Purgatory to wander around here openly, and the transactions between the two sides had long been transformed into a more covert method.

Even Ivender, who had been in charge of the operation of the territory in the previous few months, had only heard of this group of buyers related to Purgatory from the words between the lines and the words of the dwarves.

But who could have known, how could he have imagined that the buyer was not another group of cultists who believed in the devil, not even a devil from Avernus, but a lust demon from the sixth level!
"Ron... Sigh," Kaojia sighed, put away the magic sword in his hand, and took out a contract instead, "We are acquaintances now. Since we have bumped into each other, there is no point in hiding it."

"Her Highness is very dissatisfied with your attitude, especially after her plan went awry because of you. So we are looking for an opportunity to replace you and support a fool who knows nothing to take the position, which is more beneficial to us."

Evander noticed that the succubus's eyes fell on him, and if he still didn't understand who the "fool" he was talking about was at this moment, then he really did.

But... why? Ron already had more connections to the devil? Why?
Of course he had his own ideas, but he had to sign a contract with Purgatory because of his lack of strength. What about Ron? How did he...

"Delusion is not a place suitable for playing political games, or rather, it is not a place suitable for beginners like you," Kaojia glanced at him meaningfully, and then continued to focus on Ron, "So this is the situation anyway, but we don't intend to go to war with you directly. Since this kid's trick has been exposed, it's not my turn to take action, and our deal will continue - is there any problem?"

"I couldn't teleport back to the Delusion Land before. Was it you guys who did that?"

"It's not me. I don't have such great ability." Kaojia admitted so calmly that he didn't seem like a devil. "Don't look at me like that. Everyone has their own calculations. This is normal, isn't it? Otherwise, why do you think Her Highness Gracia would help you again and again?"

"Even if they are true gods, if you want them to save you, you should at least believe in them, right?"

To the devil, this seemed to be just a trivial matter. If Kaojia had to reflect on it, she would probably only consider why Ron could come back so quickly when he couldn't teleport, thus changing the rhythm of the plan. As for the plan itself, there were not many problems.

As he spoke, the teleportation array under Kaojia's feet started to work again. Since the previous trade contract stipulated a peaceful coexistence between the two parties, this lust demon had no intention of lingering and turned around to leave.

Ron naturally wouldn't consider keeping her for tea, but seeing that his greatest reliance turned out to be an acquaintance of his opponent, Evander was going crazy.

"Wait, you can't leave!" The hideous scar on his face kept jumping, showing all kinds of hideous and strange expressions, "You signed a contract with me! You said you would help me take the position of the lord of the dream land! All of this is in accordance with the law and regulations!"

"Yes, it is consistent with the documents you forged yourself," Khaoga sneered. She glanced at Ron, as if explaining to him, "According to the will of Lord Asmodeus, we can only lure souls into the Nine Hells by delving into contracts, transactions and legal matters, but this business scope is obviously a bit narrow compared to the other layers of hell, so we will 'occasionally' provide assistance for some less formal transactions." "Of course, this priority is very low. It's not worth it to tear our faces with our real friends because of this, right?"

The so-called "not worth it" certainly does not refer to Gracia. She has done it before, and Ron can guess with his toes that it must be more than once. Kaojia is advising, or warning Ron.

"But we already have a contract—"

"It is clearly stated in the contract," Kaojia unfolded the contract and magnified it. In the gaps between the fibers, some words that could not be any smaller were arranged in front of the desperate Evander, "'If for various reasons our relatives, friends, allies, collaborators and other entities are involved, we have the right to unilaterally cancel the contract and no longer perform related responsibilities and obligations. At the same time, the money already paid will not be refunded' - do you have any other questions?"

The devil's contract is not so easy to sign.

Ivender's face turned even paler, with only the skin around the scar still retaining its dark red color.

"What did he pay?" Ron suddenly asked.

"Nothing much, just two soul coins. It seems that they are some of his family's stock, and he managed to get them out." Kaojia smiled, "If I take action, whether successful or not, I have to add his own soul. If I succeed, I should have full disposal rights over the Delusion Land within ninety-nine years, and he will become the new lord here as an agent."

"You really sold yourself out," Ron glanced at Evander, and immediately received a wolf-like glare in response.

"You don't understand anything!" Evander roared, "Since my face was destroyed, I have nothing! I am an outsider! An outsider with Holt's blood! A slave! But as long as I succeed this time, as long as I——"

"Alright, I don't want to know about your sad history," Ron waved his hand to interrupt him, "Kaojia, you can take action now."

"Hmm?" The Devil was stunned. "Sir Ron, do you mean..."

"My people are here," Ron summoned the Weaving Foreword, and the others quickly prepared for the battle. "We are acquaintances now, how about helping each other?"

"This guy is plotting something bad in my territory. If I send him back to Yungang, I'm afraid he will come back someday. And you, seeing me and leaving without even showing your weapon, isn't that inappropriate?"

Kaojia licked his lips with his tongue and looked at Ron meaningfully: "Do you really not want to consider His Highness' invitation? I think you are quite suitable..."

"I dare not," Ron shrugged. "I just hope Your Highness will stop doing these little tricks. I just want this place to no longer be threatened by a dracolich. We should be in a cooperative relationship. It is not a wise move to change generals at the last minute."

"I'll pass on the message, but don't count on it." The succubus took out his weapon again and looked at Constance who was unconscious against the wall. "Next, I will try to kill this half-elf and take his soul to Purgatory to prevent his resurrection. You better be careful."

"I'm coming!" (End of chapter)