Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Although this goblin had been hanging out with Ron and the others for quite some time, he was still generally uneducated, so when he raised this possibility, everyone's first reaction was that he was talking nonsense again.

But...it seems to make some sense?

"Think about it," Driver crossed his arms, "this thing is buried so deep, even Ji... even this blue eye took so much effort to get it out, so it must not be used to communicate with others - although you said this thing was used as a text in the past?"

"Since it's not for communication, it must be for your own use or reading. The former must be as rigorous as possible, even goblins won't cut corners on this; the latter...as long as you can understand it yourself, isn't that enough?"

The goblin said as he drew simple geometric shapes in the air in front of him: "This represents prey, this represents water... The less people understand this, the better. Otherwise, most of my credit will be taken away by other goblins!"

The people in the room looked at each other, and after thinking for a long time without coming up with a more reasonable explanation, everyone had to admit: Driver might have guessed it right!
This thing is used to leave a mark.

"It may be used to mark them as its own followers, or it may have a certain hint or communication function to simply control them," Gillianis continued to deconstruct the rune in her hand, thinking as she spoke, "These followers suddenly appeared collectively from all over the place, there must be a special communication channel."

It couldn't be that they used carrier pigeons, griffins, winged cats or even postmen to deliver the letter? If that was the case, Ron and the others would definitely not have been completely unaware.

In Delusion Land, apart from the giant eagles that we had seen before, there were few creatures that could fly long distances or teleport in other ways. Once they appeared, they would definitely attract attention. There was nothing else in Delusion Land, but there were still a few spellcasters.

"If that's the case... is it possible to break in?" Ron suddenly had a bold idea. "The enemy is in the dark now, which is very disadvantageous to us. If we can hide anonymously... I mean, get inside the enemy, wouldn't we be able to gain a great advantage?"

If the dragon lich had any serious intention of planning, he would not have summoned only three believers back to "see him", and two of them were going to clean up the so-called "Fragments of the Old Days". The one who sneaked in last night couldn't even defeat Quest alone.

"This... is a bit difficult," Gillianis showed a rare look of difficulty. "It would be fine if these runes had a clear indication in this regard, but the fact is that there is no special explanation here, so I don't think these runes are necessarily related to communication - of course, this is also an idea, I can give it a try."

"But don't hold your hopes too high. Even if there is such a function, judging from its complexity, it is unlikely to be very concealed. It is even possible that it is used by a specific person. It is not easy to monitor or infiltrate it."

"It's a direction after all," Ron nodded, "Then I'll trouble you to inform me as soon as you have any news."

Then, he turned his gaze to the "outsiders" on the side: "Now that my business is temporarily finished, it's time to talk to you - what are you going to do in the future?"

"I can send you back, but the prerequisite is that you must sign a series of terms with me, including promising not to come back to harm my territory, not to disclose any information about the Delusion Land in any form, etc...."

"We're afraid we can't go back," Suhoru twisted his newly born leg on the ground with some discomfort, and spread his hands with a wry smile, "My Lord, it's not that we want to stay with you, but as the information we provided you before, the cultists of the Gray Ruins Dragon Society are very rampant and their methods are very cruel. If we leave you, we may be caught again one day. Whether we are killed or sent back, it is not a good thing." "I, I want to stay here with Gran," Larissa's thoughts can be seen through at a glance. This woman has never considered leaving again, "Please allow me to stay here-I am willing to change my beliefs! Believe in Tymora, Heim, or Tyr!"

Even if you believe in something, you still have to let it be accepted... Ron glanced downward and saw a hint of embarrassment under the halfling priest's professional and gentle smile.

They believe in a legitimate God, their church is a legitimate church, and their pastors are legitimate pastors. How can he just accept such sensitive cultists as Grazzt's?

Glenn completely abandoned his past experiences and converted. Now he can't even use half of the cult's magic. His power has completely belonged to the goddess of luck.

But these four people...

"I don't want to go back. Everything I have was destroyed by those vicious people." An unknown cultist also shook his head. "But Your Excellency, I also think that my faith is not pious, so I am afraid that I can't pray for you. But please don't worry, I have some experience in managing accounts, and I have some small skills. I should be able to find a job here..."

"Are you sure?" Ron gave him a strange look. "I heard that you all have some noble titles. If you do this, you will have to give up all your previous wealth and glory - I don't want to support idle people."

Even the "second generation" from Rose City have to do their respective jobs honestly here. Ron will never give these people preferential treatment during this period.

If you want to treat them preferentially, they should at least be acquaintances, right? It's almost the same if Ivy's parents come.

"Even if we go back, we won't get anything back," Suhoru sighed, "Don't worry, just like he said, we are still somewhat valuable. Even if we are not, we should still have time to learn, right?"

"Grazzt didn't even say a word when we were in the most dangerous time. I can't continue this so-called 'faith'. However, it is still a bit difficult to convert to the true god in a short period of time... I hope you can allow me to make a decision after I get through this hurdle."

Ron thought for a moment and felt that in this situation, he might really need some "former cultists" to help him dig out the members of the Gray Ruins Dragon Society who had infiltrated. He immediately nodded and agreed: "In that case, those of you who want to stay can sign a contract with me - the kind that does not cost your soul - as for faith, I am more lenient here. As long as you don't get involved with your past 'masters', you can be a non-believer if you want to."

"Glenn, you will be the one taking care of these acquaintances for a while. The territory is in a turbulent time right now, and I don't want any more trouble to happen."

"As you wish, sir." (End of this chapter)