Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

At the same time, a panicked voice sounded in Ron's mind, whether it was an illusion or not:

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot! These are gifts from several other gods, and I'm in charge of delivering them all! The second set isn't for you, but you can keep it for now - don't spend it!"

The brisk voice appeared like a dream and disappeared like a bubble, leaving Ron slowly forming a question mark on his head as he looked at the row of coins in front of him.

What does it mean?
The goddess said she enjoyed the chat and wanted to talk for another five dollars?

Ron shook his head, discarding the thought that might be blasphemous, and collected the coins in front of him, carefully placing them in the closest place to him together with the gold coin with both sides facing forward.

Ron had no idea where the two pairs of them came from. After all, they looked too ordinary and revealed almost no extraordinary power. But as for the last one, Ron was almost certain that it was a magical item that was strongly related to the platinum dragon.

It was not only because of the extremely luxurious and crazy decorations on it, but also because when Ron put it close to his body, it actually began to emit waves of heat, making Ron feel extremely comfortable and warm from body to soul!
Are all dragon creations of this style? !
Now, do I count myself as having a bag of magic weapons? Ron couldn't help but wonder, although at present, the function of these magic weapons together is just to serve as a warm baby - they each have a relatively unique shape, and even if you want to spend them, you may have to go through some twists and turns. Although the currencies issued by different city-states and countries can often be exchanged officially or privately, these types of...

Ron had no hope of that.

"Sir Ron?" At this moment, Bonnie, who had fallen to the ground and lost consciousness at some point, emerged from a strange "obscured" state. She found herself lying on the ground which was somehow still warm, and quickly stood up. "I'm so sorry, I was praying just now... The goddess left a letter of oracle asking me to bring you here, but I..."

"Don't worry, Miss Bunny," Ron reached out and rubbed her head (because he had to squat down to pat her shoulders), "The lady has already come to me, you haven't failed in your duty. On the contrary, I want to thank you."

"Really? That's great." Bonnie widened her eyes, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Ron didn't look like he was faking it.

"Sir Ron... Although it may be a bit inappropriate for me to ask this, what did the goddess say?"

"We talked about five dollars..." Ron blurted out what he had been thinking before, but fortunately he immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly changed his words, "Ms. Smile is very satisfied with your contribution and also affirmed our achievements in the Delusion Land - that's probably the central idea. You may also know that gods don't say some things too clearly."

Bunny said solemnly: "Yes, especially as the daughter of Tyke, He and his sisters have a strong ability to interfere with fate. This may be one of the reasons why He does not often walk in the world. It is enough to know that what I do is still under the glory of the goddess - thank you again, Mr. Ron."

Ron waved his hand, deciding not to reveal the "special features" of the goddess she believed in, who might be a little forgetful. "This is what I should do. Is there anything else here? I think Ivy and the others should be waiting for me. We will be away for a few days. I'll have to ask you to take care of the affairs of the territory again."

"This is my duty, and you also have things you must do," Boone saluted Ron again, "May good luck and victory accompany your adventure."

"I will need this luck." Ron turned and walked out. He couldn't help but put his hand into his pocket, stroking the two-sided gold coin with a human portrait that he had left outside, and muttered in a voice that outsiders could not hear: "Being able to go from the known to the known is also part of good luck..."

Just as Ron expected, when he returned to the square, Ivy and the others had packed their bags and were ready to leave, while the hanged shadow guards were let down by Andre's guards and taken to the cells converted from the cellar for short-term detention.

These people cannot be easily released or put through "labor reform". They have excellent skills in stealth and combat. If they get out of control, the consequences will be disastrous. They can only be kept temporarily, so contact with the Sthenu Dynasty will also be carried out as soon as possible.

"You went to church?" Driver looked at Ron in surprise as he came out of the church. "You didn't go to pray, did you? I thought that was what Victoria would do. Victoria, you're unemployed!"

The priest responded with a slap on his face: "Nonsense! Sir Ron can't use divine magic! Be careful, I won't resurrect you next time you die!"

Victoria was joking, of course, but she also cast a curious look at Ron: "Sir, you don't have the habit of confessing to God before leaving - what happened?"

"It's always a good idea to ask for a little luck. After all, the enemy we're facing is a guy who claims to be a god." Ron said half-truthfully, without telling anyone what he had seen and heard.

It's not that he doesn't trust his companions, but now even the gods may have been killed. In this situation, no matter how cautious you are, it will never be too much.

And Ron wasn't sure if he was overthinking it - if the blessing given to him by the goddess of luck was to be able to reach the known from the known, then did it mean that their enemies also had such a possibility? Once the other party knew too much information, it would reduce their chances of winning?
Ron didn't want to take the risk. In any case, the coins looked ordinary to him, and it would be useless for anyone other than Gillianis to know about them.

"You're starting to act like an adventurer," Ivy said with a smile. "I'm not sure if this is a good thing for our dear lord, but we do need some luck now - have you seen the map on the scroll?"

"I have, of course," Ron nodded, "Any questions?"

"This is a huge problem!" Driver shouted. "Didn't you ask the goblins to draw the best possible topographic map of the Land of Delusion? After comparing the route on the scroll with the markings on the map, we found that the road is now blocked!"

Ron was shocked by the sudden news: "What do you mean?"

"Literally," Sera said in a deep voice, "If the goblin's map is correct, there is nothing left of the fairies there. After crossing the mountain, there is only a long and wide rift valley." (End of this chapter)