Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

"I'm sorry, that was—"

"One of my teachers," Ron was not surprised by the other party's surprise. This was all specially arranged after he knew that the young lady of the Milkway family was a spellcaster. "I heard that you also have some knowledge of arcane magic? Why not come and study it together?"

Ivy sat at the place where Gillianis had disappeared, and whispered something to Sylvia, who had a fearless expression, and the half-elf didn't take it too seriously. Firmilla glanced at the two priests on the other side, whispered an apology, and walked around them lightly, walking to Ron's side.

Lines of simple yet complex, complex yet unfamiliar formulas and theories appeared in her eyes. In just two or three minutes, Milkway, with 70% to 80% of the blood lost from her face, took several steps back and looked at the man in front of her with an indescribable expression.

Fortunately, this world was not like some of the weird novels she had read, where simply looking at the knowledge could drive one crazy or explode one's brain.

Unfortunately, Firmilla was pretty sure that even if she was crazy she wouldn't be able to understand what was said.

"Can this... be regarded as a warning from you to me?" Firmira bowed bitterly to Ron, then walked back to her position side by side with Levi.

"You can regard this as a kind of advice," Ron put away the scroll. The content on it was a variation of the Ash Rune Modified created by Gillianis and Elden. It was normal that the other party couldn't understand it. "I had some unpleasant experiences with this friend of the Bengtson family next to you before, and I don't want to go through it again."

"Please rest assured, both Mr. Levi and I came here with good intentions this time," Firmilla said softly, "I'm afraid that what happened before was a misunderstanding."

"I dare not say that," Levi said quickly, "Although I was bewitched by Evander's magic and my thinking was affected, I was responsible for all those disrespectful acts. I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but I came with sincerity this time, hoping to apologize to you - and of course, to Miss Bunny."

As he spoke, the young man who was quite influential among the new generation of the Bengtson family took out some gifts he had with him and placed them on the table with an extremely humble attitude.

"These are just a token of my sincerity. I hope you can understand that the Bengtson family is sincere in its desire for reconciliation..."

Hearing the occasional compliment from the other party, the quiet priest seemed to smile a little, but he still tightened his grip and maintained his previous attitude without responding.

Bonnie is not the kind of person who is good at holding grudges, or rather, she is more willing to accept kindness than malice. When Levi appeared again, she had no intention of revenge or blame.

But Ron asked her to stay here and wait to see the other party's attitude, so she stayed here.

"That's enough," Ron raised his hand to interrupt the other party's lengthy chanting, "Please take a seat, Master Levi, Miss Firmilla. I don't really want to hear such rhetoric. You two know that the one from the Holt family..."

Levi was horrified. From the information he heard from others, the scarred man had been "sent to hell" in many ways. If there was a one in ten thousand chance, he would not want to follow in his footsteps.

He was different from the loser, who could have all kinds of crazy plans because he was basically a discarded child of the Holt family. He might get a little attention when he had a last chance to shine, but once he died, it would only be a matter of face for their family. As for him, he was the most likely person to succeed his father and continue to lead the family. If he made a mistake, it would be very bad - for both himself and the family.

As for Firmilla... Levi glanced at the graceful girl beside him. The Milkway family had a different way of training the next generation, and he was not quite sure what her status was. But what was certain was that if she could come forward, her status must not be too low.

The lesson of the past is not far away, they should be more careful - judging from the power that has been demonstrated by Delusion Land, unless the three major families are willing to pay the price of lifting a few old guys into the sun, it is probably unrealistic to take down the young man opposite with a tough attitude.

It is true that Yungang’s strength on paper is far greater than that of Delusion Land, but taking the most powerful spellcasters as an example, are they as “young” and experienced as the elf just now?
Levi had visited one or two of these masters, but in terms of condition, he was far inferior to them.

Thinking of this, the young master of the Bengtson family couldn't help but look a little gloomy. Some time ago, he had proposed to persuade Dean Elden, who came to Yungang for a trip, to stay, but for some reason, after the family finally came up with a preliminary plan, the danger in the north came, and the old scholar who was famous in the city-state alliance also disappeared strangely - I think he went back to his college.

Since Levi's attitude of admitting his mistake was good and quite "precious", Ron did not make things difficult for them. The three parties renegotiated the trade boundaries, distributed the share previously taken by the Holt family to the two families, and established some short-term or long-term import and export agreements.

Doing business is good for everyone, especially when the environment in the north is getting worse and worse, maintaining one or more smooth trade routes is of great significance. Although the town of Flåm in the middle has been razed to ruins, with the cooperation between the two places, smaller but more densely populated trade posts will foreseeably rise from the ground, promoting the prosperity of this route.

However, Ron explicitly rejected the Bengtson family's suggestion to send someone to replace Evander Holt as an "advisor". Levi, who was not affected by magic this time, knew the answer very well, but he only mentioned it once and then stopped insisting. Similarly, Ron also rejected a similar proposal from the Milkman family.

It was obvious that Evander had gained a lot of benefits for his family in places that Ron had not seen before. But now that the person with ulterior motives was gone, Ron had no intention of finding another one.

The whole negotiation was generally relaxed and pleasant, and it was coming to an end near dinner time. Ron used the excuse of "asking the teacher" to let others accompany the two Yungang envoys to dinner. Levi had no objection and was even relieved, but when the tall and strong blond flat-head left, Firmilla called Ron. When Ron looked at her, the pink eyes and light blue hair of this Milkman revealed all the special colors under the light.

"Do you have anything else?"

"Yes, I'm sorry to take up your time, but this matter is somewhat important," Firmilla nodded quickly, "A friend of mine asked me to ask this."

Friends of the Milkweh family are far more likely to be marine creatures than land creatures.

"I'll answer as best I can." Ron nodded. He didn't think the other party could get an answer from him. But as the other party's thin lips opened and closed, Ron's eyes gradually widened.

"Freshwater Army," Firmilla uttered a few syllables that Ron had not heard for some time, "Devin Booker?" (End of this chapter)