Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 35 I Didn’t Say Anything
The priest's signature spell: blessing.

The abilities of arcane spellcasters are certainly flexible and varied, but there are still some things that only priests can do, such as this.

And there is the disaster spell that Victoria is performing at this moment.

"Shit!" The shrewd robber wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack Ron, who looked thin, but when a beam of purple light enveloped him and the knife in his hand was about to stab Ron, a robber behind him suddenly knocked him off balance and he fell to the ground in such a chaotic situation!
"This is mine!" Driver screamed, jumped over immediately and cut his carotid artery with a dagger.

"Look! I'm harder than the tree!" Driver shouted again. He grabbed a handful of oak bark from his pocket. An illusory light shield like tree bark immediately appeared over the goblin. When a robber swung his spear at Driver, it didn't go in and a muffled sound was heard instead!
Ron was now completely convinced that the fog just now was undoubtedly the work of this goblin!

"When did you learn these things?!"

"We were hunting in the woods these past few days!" Driver shouted to Ron as he charged forward. "I was hunting with them, and suddenly I felt something inside me, and then I learned these tricks!"

"Did you hear any whispers or anything like that?" Boonie asked quickly, "Or some kind of sacred sound?"

"I don't know. I didn't notice it either." Driver was forced back. He took off his short bow and shot again. "You can use it whenever you want. But some tricks require me to throw something out to work!"

A ranger who uses the magic of nature to cast spells... Ron has basically determined the source of Driver's power.

He was almost envious and jealous: a hunter who had almost no contact with magic, and was even a goblin, could actually rely on hunting in the wilderness to comprehend spells, while even if he had a scroll in his hand, he could not copy it because he was illiterate!

Is this fair? !
In fact, it is fair. After all, the ranger's magic level can only reach the fifth ring, while the wizard is a noble ninth-ring spellcaster - it's just that Ron cannot be considered to have officially stepped into this threshold now.

Besides, Driver had been a hunter for at least ten years (if he had never engaged in this profession before adulthood). If he really had a talent in this area, even after so many years, the quantitative change should have led to a qualitative change - and now it seemed that he undoubtedly had a talent.

No matter what, the stronger our strength is, the better. Based on this, Ron should congratulate the hunter.

As for now... let's kill these robbers first

Benny's blessing spell fell on everyone for the third time, and the number of targets was reduced to three. Her energy did not allow her to continue to cast higher-level spells. However, there was still a large group of robbers blocking the tent.

"Grom is watching me!" Sera roared wildly. When the primordial rage once again engulfed the barbarians, she rushed into the crowd again like a meat grinder, with scars all over her body.

This reckless fighting style quickly crushed the robbers' fighting spirit. The title of Gobi Desert Desperadoes was earned by those truly reckless and ruthless characters. They were far from meeting that standard, so when faced with a truly life-threatening charge, their morale quickly collapsed.

"Sera! Get back behind me!"

Compared to Sera's ferocity, Ivy's fighting style can be said to be an organic combination of elves and humans: brave, calm, and resolute.

If Sera could quickly frighten a mob and make them collapse, then Ivy's heavy tower shield and armor were enough to make the most well-trained soldiers despair. Even Ron, a teammate standing behind the shield, couldn't help but sigh:
Who was the crazy person who used this specialized military weapon in the team's adventure? !

Ivy advanced very slowly, but every time she took a step forward, the robbers had to take a step back outside the tent, without any exceptions - the simple weapons in their hands were like toys in front of this steel giant weighing dozens of kilograms, not even worthy of scraping her, while Ivy could continuously swing the sword from behind, posing a significant threat to them. At this time, the robbers' rear seemed to be in chaos.

"Drink! Ha!"

Ron looked outside and saw a red guy waving a wooden stick and rushing in from outside the camp. There seemed to be traces of some alchemical potion at the corners of his mouth, which made him more powerful. He broke through the crowd of robbers and rushed towards the tent.

There was no way Ron could mistake this guy—that tail! Those horns!
"Kill them all, don't let them escape!"

The wooden stick in Quest's hand spun like the wind. Ordinary robbers could not get close to him at all. But this tiefling did not seem satisfied with this. His goal was to kill all the robbers here!

"Quest, why are you everywhere?!" Ivy was so confused. Why did this demon seem like a lingering ghost?

"Because everything here is caused by Mindatis!"

Quest laughed: "And I was sent to supervise the progress of these guys' siege of Fromm Town!"

With the addition of this fresh force, the robbers who could only barely suppress Ron and others were quickly defeated, but Quest was not going to let them go. He caught up with all the deserters and hit them on the back of the head with a stick.

There was an iron ring on both ends of the wooden stick to increase its lethality. One can imagine how powerful it was.

"Mindatis?" Ron looked at the bandit camp that had been almost wiped out, and looked at Quest vigilantly.

This tiefling gave people a very strange feeling from the first time they met, and this feeling became more obvious every time they saw him.

"Demon, you shouldn't disobey orders, even if it's a good thing for me," Victoria frowned, "Why are you here?"

“God, you’re so rigid, girl. You’re such a beautiful girl,” Quest sighed. “It’s obvious, I’m helping you, we’re in this together.”

"In the same group? I dare not say that," Sera muttered, "Why didn't you defect when you were underground, but chose this time instead?"

"I'm not trying to 'turn sides'. I'm using my hands to make quotation marks so you understand what I mean," Quest said. "I just came here to supervise the army and happened to meet you."

"It's obvious that I can't fight four hands with two fists. These robbers were all killed by my boss's enemies, that is, you, and I just escaped with my life. I don't know if I accidentally leaked any important information."

"Like?" Ron raised an eyebrow.

"For example, Mindatis is currently resting on a small island in the middle of a river with two pine trees in the Land of Delusion. He may take advantage of your return to Fromm Town to join the outlaws hired from the Gobi Desert and look for something on both sides of the river. It is believed that there is a territory of the Madwugs there. Have I revealed any important information?"

(End of this chapter)