Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 257 Elden's Scroll
Facts have proved that even a being like the witch is as fragile as ordinary moss in the lingering breath after surviving the disaster. Faintly, Ron and others seemed to hear a vicious scream in the ears, which was probably the last words of a witch who had lived for a long time.

There was no real curse, and it was even hard to tell whether she had said any meaningful words, but this time, Ron felt that she was probably really dead.

The evidence was probably that at the end of the witch's scream, Ron faintly heard a bell ringing.

After confirming that there was no longer anything suspicious around, Ron and the others returned to the small hut upstairs to wait. Elden and his team's investigation was not going very fast. It was not until dark that Ron saw Elden and his two students walking out contentedly.

"It seems like everyone has gained a lot?" Ron asked with a smile as he took the pen returned by Elden.

"It's extremely rare to have a frank face-to-face communication with a hag," the dwarf lit a cigar and put it in his mouth, then slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke after a moment, "not to mention a hag who once joined the gathering."

"Many questions in the academic community have been answered. These are no longer hypotheses in the name of inference but are actually conjectures. Instead, they are said by the witch herself. This will surely cause an unprecedented earthquake!"

"And this is inseparable from the assistance of the Lord of Delusion and his companions," Elden humbly bowed slightly to Ron, "Thank you very much for your hospitality. I have gained a lot from this trip. But please forgive me, I think we should set off and go back immediately."

"As the dean of Elden College, I sincerely invite you and the others to visit the college in your spare time. As an institution that attaches the greatest importance to culture and etiquette, you will definitely enjoy this time."

"I can't guarantee that..." Sera rolled her eyes, "By the way, where's Polly? Why didn't she come up with you?"

"You want to punish her for the mistakes she made before?" Elden smiled. "The witch guessed what you were thinking, so she doesn't want to see you."

"'My body is not strong enough to bear the punishment of that barbarian. When I am a little better, I will take the punishment myself' - that's what she said."

"This cunning old woman!" Sera snorted in dissatisfaction. She still remembered how difficult it was to fight the Death Knight that time. The witch's sudden escape was undoubtedly the main reason.

"Don't worry, unless she plans to be a gopher and never come out for the rest of her life, you'll always have a chance to teach her a lesson," Ron comforted.

Elden suddenly remembered something, and found an excuse to let Gordon and Shiva go out first, and then signaled to Ron and others with his eyes. Ivy and Victoria immediately understood, and took the others to leave the cabin under the pretext of protecting the two students, and closed the door considerately.

"Actually, there's no need for that." Ron looked up at the damaged roof. He could see the stars in the night sky directly from inside. "I'm not a tight-lipped person. Your conversation with me will soon reach their ears."

The dwarf shook his head, took out a scroll wrapped with an emerald green ribbon, and handed it to Ron: "That's your problem. I just don't want to say it in front of so many people."

"If possible, it would be best if you didn't hear it - but unfortunately that's not possible." Ron took the scroll. It was an old but beautifully crafted magic scroll. Although the magic contained in it was powerful, it was more like a gift than a practical disposable item.

Ron tried to use the weaving preface to identify it, but unexpectedly failed - the spell book did not show any useful information, just some specious words.

Spellcasters like Ron would not be misled by such obviously erroneous information, but a reckless wizard apprentice would most likely end up hurting others and themselves because of these lies.

"False aura?"

"This ribbon is not just a decoration. It has a permanent false aura attached to it. Any object wrapped with it will show false information." Elden was not surprised by Ron's failure, nor was he surprised that Ron could recognize the origin of the magic effect. "It is... one of my love's proudest inventions during his lifetime."

"She is a magician, a master of illusion, and also my mentor," Elden sighed softly, "This ribbon has helped her accomplish many feats that seemed 'impossible' before."

"I'm sorry, the theory of longevity is always sad." Ron nodded. He knew that since Elden took the initiative to bring up the matter, there must be something else going on.

"Life span?" Elden raised an eyebrow, and then quickly understood what Ron meant. "That's not the case. Please don't misunderstand me. She is also a dwarf."

"She is a master of illusion, proficient in illusion, and willing to challenge the limits and everything impossible," Elden's face, which is calm most of the time, showed a rare tenderness when talking about his lover. "And I took her as an example. For a long time, the greatest pleasure in my life was to constantly catch up with and approach her level."

"At a certain time, influenced by the great wizard of the Hailan Empire, our main research topic was how to enable warriors with poor talents to have the same ability to cast spells, or to enable spellcasters who lack mobility to fight in close combat. We referred to some spell models of the School of Transmutation, and finally made a breakthrough - the spell recorded in the scroll in your hand."

Elden's face was illuminated by the dim light of the cigar, and his eyes revealed an indelible sadness: "My husband and I jointly advanced this project, but the final finishing work was done by me alone - during that time, she was invited to participate in a 'performance' in the Highland Empire, and she never came back."

"It is said that she was deceived by the elves, and the magic show ended up as a gladiatorial fight, and her opponent was Orianna, whose last name was Ryan."

Elden didn't speak for a long time. Only large clouds of smoke swirled around his short body, telling of his powerless sorrow.

"Regarding these, I don't know what else I can do except to provide some meager help to the resistance. During the period after the war, I stayed in the laboratory almost 24 hours a day, just to complete our research - I don't know what the point is, but I still did it."

"It was the best piece of work I ever completed in my studio, and it was also the last piece. After I completed it, all the color in my hair faded overnight."

(End of this chapter)