Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 36 The Destination of Refugees

Ron: "...Of course, I'm sure you didn't. We were just sniffing around and stumbled upon it."

"Very good," Quest nodded with confidence. "Then you should go. Lavinia is waiting for you at the foot of the hill. She even gave me a bottle of Agility Potion just now."

"But I still don't understand why you did this," Sera's brain was a little insufficient, "You can obviously just stand on our side——"

"Dear Sera, you'd better give up thinking," Quest smiled slyly, "For a barbarian, you use your brain too much."

"I am the chief of the Ochre Tribe..."

"Okay, okay, let me ask you a question: To defeat a thick-skinned beast, where is the best way to launch the attack?"

Sera answered without hesitation: "If it was Olaf, he would definitely find a way to get into its stomach and then cut it open from the inside. As for me, I usually get under its body. The belly is the weak point of most creatures."

"So you understand?"

"Know what?" Sera was confused. "I don't even know why you're asking this question!"

"That's good," Quest smiled with satisfaction. "You guys should leave quickly. I still have to deal with these bodies, lest Mindatis comes back to check on the work - that would not be good."

Although Ron didn't understand why Quest went to such great lengths to lurk around Mindatis, it was obviously a good thing for him to have such an insider.

He now just suspected that Quest's previous mission might not have ended as he said.

But no matter what, after looting the robbers' camp and walking down the hill to meet Lavinia, this goal was successfully accomplished.

"Are you still planning to go back?" Ron saw the ragged Lavinia at the bottom of the high ground. It was obvious that the halfling had suffered a lot in the past few days.

"Lavinia!" As soon as Bunny saw her, she rushed over and wiped her snot and tears on Lavinia's body without any scruples.

"Go back. And Bunny, get off me first," Lavinia sighed and pushed Bunny away with great effort. "My things are all in town. I have to pack them up."

"Besides, you see my clothes are torn, I need to change into clean clothes - these robbers!"

"Do they know that this dress alone is worth ten gold coins!"

"They're not just here for the ransom," Ron chuckled, "Then we'll be responsible for sending you to town—"

"No!" interrupted Lavinia. "Wait for me a little while longer, and I'll go with you--I'm so disappointed in Victor!"

"As the only alchemist in this town, he is not willing to pay even a hundred gold coins! It is a shame for me to live here any longer. I want to move!"

"Are you going to the fantasy land?" Boonie was stunned at first, "Then I want to go too!"

"When I went over, I saw that they were almost done! There should be a room for us too."

"You?" Lavinia glanced at her friend, "What are you going to do? The town cannot be without priests, although I originally thought they could not be without alchemists." "I am not the only priest, there will always be someone to take over my place," Bunny said with a grin, "Besides, the warriors who explore the delusion land should be favored by the lady of luck, right?"

"I think you just want to follow me," Lavinia looked at Boonie helplessly, then turned to Ron, "She said you already have a prototype, is that true?"

"It's a bit rough. You know, our craftsmen are only goblins." Ron had nothing to hide. Lavinia would be able to see it anyway.

"Well... I do know a few people in this field, but I'm just 'acquaintances' with them. I can't ask them to work for free."

"I think we have a sponsor who can probably afford it."

Ron was talking about Kalade, of course. The hobgoblin had quite a bit of savings, and he had no way to use them, so he just left them there to rot.

He would not refuse to hire a group of people to improve the environment of the base - and by the way, they could also renovate the area around the cemetery.

"I understand. I will discuss this with them then."

Ron sent Lavinia out of town, where he saw some of the refugees who had fled in all directions due to the raid gathered together again - the drought still had not improved, and in order to survive, they had no choice but to rely on others for food.

"You are from the pioneer group!" When they were waiting for Lavinia outside the town, a refugee recognized them at a glance, "Why are you back?"

"Come and pick them up." Ron had an idea. Since the town of Frome was unwilling to accept them, why not consider taking them in as well?
The Delusion Land is so huge that there are a large number of indigenous species living in it, so huge that there are various terrains and ecological environments, and so huge that the goblin hunters are still far from exploring it all.

It is delusionally possible to become the goblins' new home, and perhaps even a shelter for them.

"Our outpost there has been basically built, but now we need more manpower to meet daily needs," Ron looked at the refugees, "but you seem to be here to seek refuge with Mayor Victor, I'd better--"

“No, no, no, don’t abandon us!” the refugee said hastily. He was young and dressed like a farmer. “Although the mayor here is willing to pay for our food, he has never thought of accepting us!”

"We live here with no tomorrow, and our lives and deaths are controlled by others, just like the riots that night - we have had enough of this kind of life."

"Please tell me, my lord, is the land over there fertile enough? Is there enough water? Can we have the honor to go back with you and live a self-sufficient life there again?"

The young farmer's words resonated with the surrounding refugees. They gathered around and looked at Ron with expectant eyes.

"All of the things you mentioned are included," Ron nodded and smiled, "but I have to remind you that there are also things you didn't mention, such as a group of goblins who will be neighbors for a long time."

Driver lifted his hood and proudly displayed his race to them, causing the people around him to stumble in fear.

One goblin is enough, but a group?
"I'll go with you!" The young farmer calmed down and looked determined. "As long as you can guarantee that the goblins won't use us as food reserves, I'll accept it even if I have to pay some protection fees!"

"Everyone, you are living outside this town in danger at any time. What's the difference between that and being captured by goblins?" He turned to the people who were also refugees from three different villages, "Why not take a gamble? It won't be any worse!"

(End of this chapter)