Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 45 Blank Trump Card

In the next few days, Ron hardly got out of bed.

As Victor, the mayor of Flåm, fulfilled his promise, the trading post attracted many caravans and travelers to settle down here. With the joint efforts of everyone, the trading post and the surrounding villages built by refugees gradually began to get on the right track.

Ron, the nominal leader, could just let it go without any problems.

During the days when he was bedridden, Lavinia bought some cheap scrolls and books from passing merchants, which made Ron's life at home without any electronic devices not so boring.

On the other hand, the half-elf girl in the next bed was a little bored. She repeatedly asked Benny and Victoria to cast spells to heal her, but was rejected by the two priests for various reasons. The reason was very simple: frequent spell treatment would make the body dependent, which might reduce its physical fitness and resistance - this was entirely for the sake of the warrior.

But fortunately, she did not need to rest for a hundred days. After Ron was able to move normally and diagnosed that Ivy's injuries were basically healed, Bonnie ended her pain with a precise healing spell. This accelerated recovery process is considered harmless in this world.

That night, all the core figures gathered on the second floor of the mountain behind the trading post - this was their lounge, and the second floor of the wooden structure in the front was an inn and ward for passers-by.

Ron placed the purple slate on the table, and then took out the gem ball. In the pitch-black room, the two treasures shone brightly.

Ron: "...Can someone please turn on the light?"

What kind of trouble is this!
"I thought this would add some mystery," Driver said as he ran over and turned on the lights in the room.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ron carefully embedded the gem into a hole. It was as if there was a suction force between the stone slab and the gem. Before Ron even aimed, the gem was sucked on with a "pop" sound.

Then... nothing happened.

"What's going on?" Ron changed the groove desperately, but there was still no change.

Turn the slab over? Still no effect.

"This is weird!" Karad exclaimed, "Can I try it?"

"Here." Ron handed over the gem without hiding anything. However, no matter how the hobgoblin tested it, neither the gem nor the slate showed any changes.

"It doesn't even have suction power anymore." Kalade handed the gem back to Lavinia in frustration.

Jian Duanjie said that everyone in the room tried a whole circle, but none of them worked.

"Is it broken?" As soon as Driver opened his mouth, he was hit hard by Lavinia next to him.

"Don't say such dangerous things!"

"It should be intact," Victoria said, "The aura is very strong, and there will be fluctuations every time the two come into contact. I just don't know why it is ineffective."

"Hmm..." Ron touched his chin and suddenly looked up at Ivy, "How about you put on that armor and try it?"

"Do you think it has something to do with the owner's bloodline, or with the items and emblems made by the Hailan Empire?" Lavinia glanced at Ron. "Excuse me, your guess doesn't seem very reliable."

"If conventional methods can't open it, we can only try metaphysics," Ron said indifferently, "Or do you have any other way?"

"No." Lavinia sat back in a sullen manner. She had no other options. This thing was beyond her knowledge. "Okay, I'll try." Ivy turned and left. When she came back, she had already put on the breastplate.

Although the emblem still needs to be covered up when it is outside, we are all family here and there is nothing to hide.

"Don't get your hopes up. I'm just a half-elf, and my mother is a member of the resistance." Ivy complained as she took the gem and put her other hand on the stone slab.

Almost at the moment when she touched the two objects at the same time, the stone slab suddenly shone brightly! The gem escaped from Ivy's control, returned on its own initiative, and fell into the embrace of the stone slab!
"Pah, pah, pah"

Then everyone watched as the gem dropped in altitude again and again in the air, hitting the stone slab and bouncing up again.

"Turn over, turn over!" The guys who reacted quickly turned the stone slab over, and the gem landed again, perfectly moving into one of the three grooves on the sand surface.

The stone slab staggered up into the air, and with a "pop" sound, a book weighing about three pounds, with nearly a hundred pages, wrapped in a deep dark purple cover and with gorgeous patterns appeared from the stone slab and fell on the table where they were sitting.

"A... book?" Lavinia jumped onto the table impatiently, knelt on it and began to flip through the pages. "It's blank!"

"Blank... ultimate weapon?" The hobgoblin lost interest instantly. "I thought there would be some war magic in it..."

"Unfortunately not. There is only a Scribe spell here. The user can transcribe the magic into the spellbook as his or her own known spells."

Lavinia closed the book with regret and slid it to Ron: "No wonder the Hailan Empire didn't use it in the end. I suspect these so-called 'trump cards' were not completed at all!"

"Well, now you don't need to use ordinary paper to record spells. This is an antique that is a hundred years old after all. It will be more prestigious to show it out, right?"

Lavinia has her own spell book, and she doesn't rely on it for a living, so there's no use for her to have it.

Then the only person present who can be used is Ron.

"The spellbook will be yours after you copy six non-magic spells. The spells you know now are not enough, right? Keep up the good work," Lavinia nodded at Ron, "Try it first."

"Then I'll be polite," Ron took the blank spell book and flipped through it casually. "I wonder if the key is still useful. If it's still a magic item, why not give it to Ivy? Her armor has an immunity to lightning, which will definitely be better."

"I can help put it on," Victoria responded, "If there's nothing else, we can go home first."

"Hmm..." Ron moved quickly and immediately moved all of Lavinia's original and recently bought books over. "I still have to study. You guys go ahead and do your work. You don't need to call me for dinner."

"Well, Boss," Driver, who was about to leave last after everyone had left, looked back at Ron and whispered a reminder, "Mouth!"

Ron: “?”

"Mouth!" Driver pointed at his own mouth. "Your mouth is about to burst from laughing!"

"hiss--"

(End of this chapter)