Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 46 The Disaster That Has Not Been Eliminated

Although this spellbook does not look special, there must be a reason why the Hailan Empire took great pains to hide it in a stone slab and locked it with a special magic item as a key.

Ron studied until late at night and soon found out its peculiarity - when he opened the page of the spell book on copying, no matter what he was reading at the same time, he could read the text on it without any obstacles, understand the specific information such as how to use it, and remember all the contents immediately!

But Ron deeply suspected that this was not the entire effect of the book - using a key that could use three-ring lightning beams six times a day to keep a book that permanently contained a single-ring knowledge of languages ​​and identification was a bit like buying the casket and returning the pearl.

At this time, Ron still had only a vague understanding of the arcane arts of this world, otherwise he would have discovered that even among the effects he had already discovered, there was another permanent spell hidden: the fourth ring of memory modification.

This is the key that enables him to memorize quickly.

Perhaps these effects were not enough for the empire to use it as a trump card in its last struggle, but they were definitely enough for Ron to use it as his own spell book. He took out a feather pen and fine ink, and quickly copied all the tricks and magic he knew on it.

With the help of the special effects of this book, the number of spells he learns will increase rapidly, and the book will be enriched quickly.

But at this moment, Ron gave up the idea of ​​continuing to study, because he found that the door in front of him was opened again without knowing when, and a familiar figure appeared at the door, with his arms clasped and a tail swinging behind him.

"Quest?" Ron closed the book. "How did you get in?"

"Oh, you noticed me!" Quest smiled, walked into the room, and gently locked the door with his foot. "Just now I saw you were engrossed in your reading, so I didn't want to disturb you."

"I'm a spy, remember? Stealth is my bread and butter - but don't worry, I mean you no harm."

The tiefling walked to the table and looked at the slate and spellbook on it. "You found the Preface to Weaving. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that you have a half-elf, and she is wearing a breastplate of the Highland Empire."

"Do you know this book?" Ron asked curiously. This tiefling was elusive and his strength was definitely not what he showed on the surface. If he had any intentions towards him, there was no need to go to such great lengths.

"Of course, this is the spellbook of the former Chief Mage of the Hailan Empire. The coalition forces were particularly wary of its owner when they invaded the capital of the Hailan Empire, and even prepared several strategies to minimize the damage caused by this legendary mage."

"But for some reason, no one had ever seen the other party until the fall of the Hailan Empire. This incident eventually became one of the many unsolved cases left by the Hailan Empire. I didn't expect that she didn't see it in person, but I was lucky enough to see her spell book in my fantasy."

Quest seemed to want to touch the book, but for some reason he withdrew his hand: "Forget it, it would be a blasphemy for a reckless man like me to touch such a rare thing. You should keep it well. Maybe you can become a legend too."

"That's a bit too far away, but I'll take your good words," Ron smiled, "You didn't come here just to read this book, did you?"

"Of course not. In fact, I came to see the key and see if you can open it. As for what is inside it and why this book is placed there, I know as little as you do."

Quest's expression turned serious: "Besides, I came here to tell you another thing: about Mindatis." "He's dead, isn't he?" Ron raised his eyebrows, "You don't need to be an undercover anymore."

"You," Quest shook his head, "you are already a wizard with your own spellbook, you should know something: in this world, it is not so easy to completely and thoroughly kill a person, you should know that, right?"

"Resurrection, resurrection, complete resurrection..." Ron knew these methods, "but Mindatis's body--"

"You were not taken away in time, it's obvious," Quest sat at the edge of the table, "You were all injured, and your injuries were the most serious. They were so busy treating you that they completely ignored this matter."

"It is also possible that they have no awareness of this aspect at all."

"In short, Mindatis didn't die so easily. After I dealt with the affairs of Fromm Town, I saw him again, alive and well."

"A mysterious master behind him rescued this unworthy subordinate and expected him to continue to fulfill his mission. Now he has returned to the city-state he originally served, and is planning his next move there."

"And I was sent to sniff out your situation so as to provide reference for his plan."

"Then you are really highly regarded," Ron said happily, "Doesn't your conscience hurt when you act as a double agent like this?"

"What are you talking about!" Quest's expression suddenly became serious. "I am carrying two vital missions. I have dedicated most of my life to this great cause. I have no mercy on the remnants of the Hailan Empire. I only wish that their souls will suffer forever in the Nine Layers of Hell!"

The hell and heaven in this world are real planes. Quest's oath can be said to be quite unfriendly to those elves.

"Actually, I've always had a question," Ron looked at the tieflings. "You once formed a coalition and wiped out the remaining forces. Why don't you unite like before and fight the enemy together this time?"

"I've handed this matter over to you. I've become a laborer on a subcontracted project. I feel very uncomfortable with you doing this."

It's like one of those magical girl plots where "There's no time to go into details, come and save the world with me."

"You might be more suitable to be a bard if you are proficient in playing a musical instrument - you have quite a lot of stories in your head." Quest looked at Ron, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"But you have to understand: the past is the past, and the present is the present. The powerful, ever-expanding empire that held extreme slavery advocates threatened the survival of all intelligent races, which is why everyone joined forces to resist. The remnants that followed were not far from the empire's demise, and even the shortest-lived races remember the suffering they brought."

"But now... the power of these old people is no longer as strong as before, and even less than one ten-thousandth of it remains. On the contrary, the attraction of those rumored 'relics' to others is increasing day by day..."

(End of this chapter)