Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 279 Gillianth Galanold
"To pledge allegiance to a human civilian who appeared out of nowhere? This is not the style of your von Richthofen family."

The elf still looked down on Ron in her tone. She glanced at the equipment and weapons of the others: "Flame Wrapped Gauntlets, Kite-Shaped Shields, and even Pride of Highland."

"Are you going to use these things against me?"

Layer upon layer of phantoms appeared on the elf's body, and the flow of time around her seemed to become faster. Even if the crowd surrounded her, they could not hurt her at all. They could only let this elf stroll leisurely under their attack and comment on everyone one by one.

"You talk too much, slave master!"

Sylvia, unable to bear it any longer, changed the staff in her hand into the original size of a scepter and slammed it hard on the ground. A circle of ripples spread out from the vampire in the center. Within the area, all creatures fell into silence. Neither Sera's battle cry nor the elves' chanting could be heard by anyone.

Silence, good idea.

Ron gave Sylvia a thumbs up, but when he turned around, he found that the elf's mouth shape was the same - a lone spellcaster actually praised her opponent for stopping her from casting a spell? !
However, Ron didn't have time to think so much, Ivy had already charged forward with the tower shield, and the others also gave up casting spells and tried to take down the elf with physical means.

The elf jumped up lightly, stepped on the tower shield and leaped backwards. In full view of everyone, taking advantage of this moment, the lion head on her right shoulder suddenly opened its mouth. Then, a soul-shaking lion roar exploded in everyone's heart without warning!

"How can this be--"

Sylvia squatted on the ground with her head in her hands in pain. She was trying her best to maintain the silence spell, but she received the most violent impact, which almost made her lose her hearing!

"Nothing is impossible. As a wizard, of course I have to avoid this kind of situation." The elf said calmly, but her chanting was not interrupted at all - the lion head seemed to come alive, continuously casting spell after spell on her behalf!
"That's her spellbook!" Ron was so angry that his teeth itched. You already have a replacement for it, but you're still trying to steal mine? ! "Her armor must be removed!"

"That's a good idea, but can you do it?"

The elf seemed to have already defeated Ron's team. So far, her most powerful spell was only the Otherworldly Binding, but it was able to easily control everyone. When Ron took out the gems, these magical items were directly deprived of ownership and returned directly to the elf.

If the other side didn't seem to have any intention of killing them all, they would have to prepare to retreat now.

But Ron and his men still had some advantages: although the elf was wearing a spell book disguised as armor, he had no intention of engaging in close combat with the crowd. As he dodged and maneuvered, the barbarian finally found an opportunity. The Grip of Canglan came roaring with the wrath of two generations of masters and smashed into the elf's mithril armor, cutting a dent in the armor and knocking the elf flying.

"Killed it?" The shadow spirit put away the thorn chain, pulled itself out from Sera's shadow, and walked towards the direction where the elf was knocked away.

She did not let her guard down, but when a sword wind came slashing at her from behind her head, Yelena, as a shadow dancer, still had no time to react.

“Watch out!” The Shapeshifter monk stretched out a hand from the shadows and pushed hard, which saved the shadow spirit from becoming a flat head. “Damn it, when did she appear here?!”

"It seems that you like close combat very much." The elf holding a sword made entirely of arcane energy walked out from the etheric plane behind Yelena and looked at everyone present calmly. "It's okay. I have lived for so long, and I do know a little bit of boxing and kicking."

As the elf said this, she fixed the armor on her right arm and rushed towards Sera again. Her sword blade actually lit up with brilliant lightning! "Electric claw! No wonder you want to protect that guy!" Ron understood everything in an instant, "He is one of your experiments!"

"'Spellcasters and Warriors: A Feasibility Analysis of Systematic Training of Mage Warriors'! Elden mentioned you!"

"Ah, you've read my article? It seems like you're still hopeful."

"But don't say such harsh words, human," the former chief wizard of the Hailan Empire showed his jaw-dropping skills in swordsmanship, "He is one of my volunteers, and I can't just watch you interfere with my experiment."

"Unfortunately, he died. But it doesn't matter," Gillianis turned gracefully and came behind Sera, leaving a crippling wound on her opponent's leg. She looked at Ron, "Compared to that stupid orc, I think you are a better experimental subject."

"Putting aside the theory and just talking about the practical results, you've come as far as I have - are you interested in going further down this path?"

"Is this the reason why you haven't killed him yet?"

"Part of it," Gillianis casually waved her sword, forcing at least three people around her to immediately concentrate on defense. "I suffered a lot of damage when the Hailan Empire fell. Even if I wanted to use my full strength, I couldn't do it."

"Aren't you afraid that we will unite and attack you again?" Quest's expression was uncertain. "We have defeated you before, and we can do the same now!"

"Is it possible?" The Archmage asked instead of answering, "Just relying on this fragmented alliance of city-states?"

"I was able to escape unscathed back then, and I can do the same now. Do you want me to continue to stay in Carolina? Or are you ready to let those ridiculous alliances face my revenge?"

"I have no intention of fighting back in the next hundred years, nor do I plan to revive Hailan, but I don't mind starting to plan for this in the next hundred years."

"Why did you come to Carolina and become the lord?" Ron frowned. "Since you have no intention of reviving the Hailan Empire, why did you choose Carolina, a slavery city-state?"

"You must have a conspiracy!" Ivy snorted coldly.

"Little girl, your human blood has tainted you, making you irritable and short-sighted," Gillianis looked at Ivy expressionlessly, "The only reason I came here is that the citizens here were able to voluntarily give me a large amount of research funding under my instigation."

"As for the lord I overthrew before, he was a miser who never gave a penny. He actually planned to cut my future funding by 7%."

"So he was ousted and I took over myself in order to further increase the research spending allocated to me."

(End of this chapter)