Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 233 Search and Rescue Team

"Are you doubting me?!"

The Queen's head was breathing heavily, and the whole room seemed to be coming alive again. But this time, Ron, who was prepared, did not let her do what she wanted. In a short and fierce confrontation, Ron regained control.

The opponent is very strong, but weak inside. She has only a head and is like a rootless duckweed. As long as we make corresponding preparations, she will be unable to do anything.

"I'm stating the facts." The wooden boards around the body slowly and resolutely followed their original way of existence and were reattached to the ground. Ron looked at the queen who had become alone and helpless with a calm expression. "You don't need to be angry with me. It's meaningless. In the end, only you will be affected."

"One of your legs is already rotten. I don't mind applying some force to make your head the same - you won't die anyway."

"Are you threatening me?" The head snorted, "No, you don't dare. Even though I have become like this, I still have the ability to curse you!"

"At worst, I don't want the reward from the Devil Duke," Ron shrugged. "It's good enough to take plague gods like you away from my territory. Gracia will definitely not mind helping me remove the curse - for a being of her level, it's just a matter of moving her fingers."

"As for you, your muddy head shouldn't affect your service to her. She might even use this as an excuse to make you feel better. For example, she will only consider restoring you after you complete a certain mission."

"You..." The queen said angrily, "Don't forget, your men are still trapped in the maze that seals me! If you dare to do this to me, you will lose them forever!"

"That copper dragon guarding my arm is nothing but a resentful creature that will be hated forever. In order to seal my most powerful brain, those demons sent two demons to suppress it in the maze. Those shapeshifters will never be able to escape!"

Listening to the queen's words, Ron suddenly let out a series of cold laughs: "Have you been sealed for so long that even your brain is tangled in spider webs?"

"My subordinates? A bunch of shapeshifters?" Ron looked over his head and confirmed that Sebach on the experimental table had not woken up yet. "Why do you think I would treat a bunch of shapeshifters as my subordinates? Are you crazy, or am I?"

"Why don't we do it the other way around? Cooperate with me and bring them out. Then I can consider letting you meet the traitor you mentioned first - if you are confident that you can defeat that Datinas."

The head fell silent again as she considered the credibility of what Ron said.

"If I help you, will you really do this?" The Queen's head spoke slowly, "If what you said is true, then she is a demon recruited by Her Highness Gracia. But we will definitely try to kill each other. If one of us really dies, the Grand Duke's wrath may spread to you."

"You seem to have some misunderstanding about me," Ron snorted, "I didn't sell my soul to the devil, I just made some extra money."

"Besides, I am just a mortal. I cannot predict the future. How can I know how the situation will develop?"

"You don't have to worry about the present people. Do you agree with my proposal?"

For an ancient queen who was not completely dead, but not alive either, she did not have many options. After some consideration, the head agreed to help Ron get Quest and the others out first. The queen gave her suggestions on how to save people. Ron took her back to the trading post, and asked Annie to carry Sebach away for further treatment, and notified everyone else to come for a meeting.

"The labyrinth is controlled by a pair of demons. Although demons have no concept of 'love', they can still combine to become relatively stable partners under certain circumstances." In the hall, the queen's head was placed neatly on the table, explaining to the people around her what they should pay attention to in this rescue operation. "This is the one who guards my seal."

"One of them is called Brogmir, a cunning bull-headed demon who once served the Horned Demon King Bafomir. The maze and the mechanisms inside were built by him. The other is called Salisha, a succubus who was once Graz'zt's advisor. It is said that something went wrong during the battle with the devil, causing her to be unable to continue to perform her advisory duties, so she was sent to guard me."

The queen frowned. "I will draw a detailed map for you to prevent you from getting lost or encountering unmanageable dangers. But in return, you must ensure my safety. Don't think of handing me over to the devil in exchange for the freedom of those shapeshifters. The only language these bastards of the abyss can understand is blood and wailing. A tough attitude can make them surrender more easily than politeness."

"Their duty is to guard you. If they don't return you, I'm afraid it will be difficult to avoid a war, right?" Yelena, who had just returned to the trading post to rest, was also pulled over. After all, this shadow spirit is an expert in this area. "If they are the same as the undead knight who sealed your leg, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to defeat them."

"I will try my best not to let you be discovered." The queen glanced at the pale-skinned elf and said, "Are you a magician under His Highness' command?"

"Work as a consultant here part-time," Yelena pointed at Ron and then at herself, "I have to thank you for the mess you made, otherwise it would be difficult for someone like me to find a job."

"Especially without having to wear a hood and be a mysterious person all day," she added.

"My Lord, can you take me with you on this mission?" Andre stood up. The young man looked haggard. Ever since Quester led his men away, he had been tormented by his conscience and sense of responsibility. When he heard that Quester and his men were trapped in a dangerous place, his conscience became even more unbearable. "I have an unshirkable responsibility for the distress of Quester and the others. If they cannot come back safely, I..."

The young paladin blamed himself for all of this. If he had been able to keep the owlbear, nothing would have turned out like this.

"Andre, this has nothing to do with you," Sera patted his shoulder and pushed him back to his seat, "Who would have thought that hunting owlbears would lead to the vicinity of ancient ruins?"

"but……"

"Andre, no buts," Ron glanced at him, "As you said, this emergency is indeed related to you, and as a paladin of Tyr, you have an unshirkable responsibility to fight against demons, don't you?"

Andre's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right! Please rest assured, I will definitely fulfill my duties!"

"There are quite a lot of people who need to be rescued this time," Ron glanced at everyone present, "We don't know how many of them are still alive and how many can act on their own, so we may need more manpower."

"But fortunately, we have a lot of talented people here now - please sign up if you want to. We need to form a search and rescue team of at least twelve people."

(End of this chapter)