Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 91: Rusike Xueming's Canglan Grip
"You want me to go? Why?" Sera was reluctant to leave, staring at the venison that was almost roasted. "I don't know magic, what am I going to do there just to watch?"

"This time you can't just stand there and watch!" Ivy pushed Sera with a smile, "Go quickly, go quickly, there's something good for you!"

"As for your portion of venison, I'll eat it for you!"

"Your share?!" Black Dragon was shocked. "I thought you were kind-hearted, but I didn't expect you were coveting my prey! I won't give it to you, didn't I tell you not to?"

"I started this fire!" Driver put his hands on his hips and said unconvincedly, "Besides, I'm only this tall, how much can I eat from you? At least give me a piece."

"Well... okay," Axuri thought about it and agreed, "You can share it."

"I did sprinkle salt on it," Sera's ears were very sharp at this time. She ran back just as she was about to enter the den, and without saying a word, she tore off a piece of venison with the skin, "I'll just try it to see if it's too salty, right?"

"Tsk, human," the black dragon looked at the incomplete roasted whole deer with heartache, and quickly took a big bite, "Go, go, didn't Ron ask you to go, ah."

"Hey, hey, hey! Half-blood, what did you do to make you reach out?"

Ivy was just about to take a bite to taste it, but Driver was quick to slap her hand away: "You can't eat it if you don't work hard!"

"Hey! You little dwarf!" Ivy's green eyes suddenly widened, "Why are you leaning your elbows outwards--"

"What do you mean by outward? We are the 'Roast Venison Alliance'!" Driver said confidently, "You are the outsider, right, Exuri?"

“Mmmm--” Black Dragon was busy grabbing meat from the shelf and was just nodding at this moment.

Don't treat him as a fool. He'll eat less when he opens his mouth to talk!

"You guys!" The half-elf snorted. "You are short-sighted, don't you know that? You think a roasted deer is a delicacy!"

"Look here, the real cooking master is here! I have been helping in my family's kitchen since I was twelve years old!"

"Boasting! Boasting!" The goblin grinned, "Not to mention here, even in the trading post it's hard to get spices. Those spice merchants are raising their prices, and it's good to have salt!"

"So you are short-sighted," Ivy sneered and took out a small bottle from her arms. When she opened it, a refreshing fragrance immediately penetrated into the noses of Driver and Exuri, stirring their nerves. "Do you smell it? How does it feel?"

"You, you, you—where did you get this from!?"

"From delusion," Ivy shook the bottle, "You guys, you have two herbal medicine experts but you don't even know it, and you still buy spices from foreign merchants?"

"The land itself can provide it! Although they are all wild, difficult to pick and slightly inferior to cultivated spices, they are better than nothing."

"I've got some pickled at the outpost - well, do you want some?"

“Yes, yes, yes!” Axuri pushed the goblin aside with one claw, tore off the remaining half of the tenderloin and stuffed it into Ivy’s mouth, his tail still wagging behind him. “These are all yours. Let me taste your seasoning!”

"That's about right," Ivy turned the spice bottle upside down with satisfaction. "Bay leaves, cloves, fennel... Unfortunately, I didn't learn my father's craftsmanship, and I don't have that many spices and kitchen utensils, so I can only grind them into powder, otherwise..."

How could Exuri and Driver have the patience to wait until Ivy finished talking? As the aroma and the temperature rose, they penetrated into their brains. The two foodies could no longer hold back and devoured the remaining parts of the stag like a whirlwind.

Driver scraped every scrap off the bone, while Exuri swallowed the bones and even licked the branches of the deer. It was this rough cooking method that didn't make the deer very tasty, and there wasn't much flavor left on the branches, otherwise he would probably have eaten the entire grill.

"Virtue," Ivy curled her lips, picked up her portion of tenderloin and walked towards the Axuri's lair, "I'll go see Ron and give them some by the way."

"No!" Exure wailed and begged, "Please don't go in, seriously!"

“If the smell of spices doesn’t go away in my house, I might not be able to eat in the future!”

While the three guys outside were arguing, Sera had already arrived at the Black Dragon's treasure house.

"Ron, why did you have to call me here?" Sera was still chewing venison. "I threw away a large piece of good meat - what the hell?!"

"What is this!"

"This is……"

Without waiting for Ron to explain, Sera rushed over like a whirlwind, staring at the magic item lying on the pile of gold coins: "This, this, this... is this what you got after unlocking it?!"

Oh my God, it's just - so beautiful!

It was a standard two-handed giant sword, about two meters long, with a blade of about one and a half meters long, a hilt of about thirty to forty centimeters long, and a cross guard half a meter long; there was an unsharpened blade near the cross guard, and an anchor claw guard was added on top. The overall weight was close to ten kilograms, with the center of gravity close to the guard, and it glowed a cold blue light under the illumination of the light spell.

"Oh my, oh my! Praise Glom!"

Sera stroked the giant sword, as if she was looking at her lover: "Ron, can I have it? Please, I'll do anything you ask me to do! Even slaying a dragon doesn't matter!"

"I ascended to the Hall of Heroes of the Lord of War Hunters, holding this giant sword, and joined the endless battle of slaying dragons where I died heroically! I ordered the messengers, angels, and Valkyries to sing for me and compose my legend!" Sera's gray-blue pupils gradually blurred, immersed in the fantasy of supreme glory, "Oh my God, Ron, I must go find a dragon to kill now!"

"Wait a moment! Wait a moment!"

Ron, Victoria and Sylvia took great pains to stop the half-crazy barbarian: "You don't have to be so anxious! Why are you in such a hurry? This sword is for you, and you can have it forever!"

"Really?" Sera seemed to come back to her senses slightly.

"Really, as real as you can enter Valhalla!" Ron had never been so anxious in his life, "I beg you, sister? You really don't have to be so anxious to find your glorious death!"

"Besides, is it interesting for you to die in a duel with a golden dragon? Is it interesting for you to die in a duel with a golden dragon? Think about it again, is this Canglan Grip worthy of a better battle!"

"Grip of the Blue Wave?" Sera stopped and said, "Is this the name of this sword?"

"Yes, the full name is Rusek Bloodscream's Grasp of the Blue Tide."

"I understand!" Sera nodded seriously, "From today on, my full name is Sera Rusek Bloodsong!"

(End of this chapter)