Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Phantom? When did that happen?!

Crestos' mind flashed back to the scenes from the past one or two minutes, and finally stopped at Ron's two consecutive flashes of lightning.

Stand-in! When he used the rune as a stand-in!
No wonder he wanted the heir of God to attack him with melee weapons. Even though the opponent was still far away, it was much closer than throwing glaciers! Only when the heir of God got close, he would have the opportunity to use lightning to confuse the opponent's vision! And when he found that his attack was being drawn to the double, the first reaction of ordinary creatures would definitely be to think that the one behind it was the real one!
He was betting that I would jump out to help him, so he took the opportunity to slip in!

The horns on the crystal dragon's head and back rose and fell, hinting at his current state of mind. His cooperation with Ron was certainly not without purpose, but he never expected that he would be tricked by a young human! Of course, he couldn't turn against the God's Heir at the moment. Since he had already stood up, his only choice was to have no choice, that is, to stand here on behalf of Ron and talk trash to the God's Heir to delay time!
The status and roles between the two of them changed in an instant!

Crestor's tail moved away from Ron's phantom without leaving a trace. Before the phantom disappeared, he had to delay the heir of God as much as possible and keep his attention on himself. It would be easier after the phantom disappeared. Anyway, the matter had been exposed, so there was no need to find topics and excuses to keep trying.

So where is Ron at this time?

"Ding, ding, ding"

"Huh?" An orc was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his fingers thicker than carrots to pick his ears and looked around. There seemed to be some sound just now... Was it coming from over there?
Behind the squadron leader's tent?

If it were normal times, this orc would never dare to approach there. His squadron leader had an extremely bad temper, and if he hadn't discovered it, a good beating would have been the least of his worries. But now most people had gone outside, leaving only this unlucky guy to patrol.

All the hard work was assigned to him! He could only eat such a small amount of minced meat every day! What's wrong with him taking this opportunity to see the world?
I didn't plan to steal - by the way, since I had already seen it, why didn't I steal something to sell? There was another guy patrolling this area. As long as the two of them agreed on the story, even the squadron leader wouldn't be able to find out anything!

The orc didn't realize that his mood was affected at all. He snorted angrily and walked towards the squadron leader's tent.

Anger and greed dominated his behavior, and his eyes were blinded by these things, so that he did not notice at all that a hand suddenly stretched out from behind a piece of animal skin next to him and grabbed his throat!

“Mm! Mmmmm—”

The orc struggled hard, but Ron's arms were like iron clamps under the control of close combat, so there was no way he could break free.
"Shh, shh! Another guy is coming too. If you don't quiet down, I'll just break your neck." Ron threatened in a low voice. The orc immediately showed fear in his eyes and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Ron had lost his disguise. He recognized at a glance that this young human was the one who had killed them yesterday and made them cry for their parents! How could he dare not obey Ron at this moment?

"You're quite sensible," Ron slowly let go of the thick, hairy neck, "Do you recognize me?"

"I recognize him, but it's only been one day!" The orc was about to cry, and said hurriedly, "You, you, you... please don't kill me, I'll tell you everything you want to know, okay!" "No need to be so troublesome, just tell me the part you know." Ron looked into the distance vigilantly and confirmed that the patrolling orc over there was getting farther and farther away.

"Where are my companions? Where have you imprisoned them? What suffering have they endured?"

"You'd better tell me the truth, or I might make you suffer the same thing they suffered! But if you are willing to help me - what are the decorations in this tent?"

As Ron lifted a corner of the tent, the squadron leader's luxurious and comfortable tent was immediately stared at by the orcs who had their heads pressed down by Ron and poked straight into the snow.

This old guy actually hid so many spoils! So much food! The orcs were shocked. No wonder the squadron leader didn't allow anyone to get close!
"If you answer honestly, I will give you the power to dispose of them," Ron said in a calm and persuasive voice, "I can get them for you, and no one will notice it."

Although the arcane used his emotions to trick him into falling into Ron's hands, this was all based on the orc's own thoughts, and Ron's words hit the nail on the head. The orc's eyes rolled around, and in the end he couldn't help but confess everything he knew.

"...gathered near the cells where the troublemakers are being held. A 'waiting area' was built when a dwarf and other members of the caravan were captured."

Soon, Ron lightly hid in another hiding place, staring at the tents connected together behind him, and casually tossed a spherical bright yellow gem in his hand.

The squadron leader was indeed wealthy, but according to the customs of the orc tribe here, such things could not buy status, so he could only be a squadron leader.

According to what the orc said, since the detention location was not far from the Heir of God, there were almost no guards, and it was not difficult to rescue everyone. The problem was how to let everyone leave together after rescuing them.

Ron tried to teleport, but still failed. Is it possible that all teleportation spells are prohibited around the heir of God? It doesn't make sense.

Moreover, this kind of resistance...seems to be only for teleportation with Delusion Land as the destination. Although he didn't really teleport there, Ron tried it and it seemed that there was no such problem with other destinations. For example, when he chose Fromm Town as the destination, it seemed that as long as he wanted, he could really go there, which was completely different from Delusion Land.

What's happening here?
Ron was confused, but now was obviously not the time and place to think about this. After thinking about it for a while, Ron, like a real ranger or wanderer, combined himself with the shadows, and moved quickly between the tents and camps. He soon approached the building where Ivy and others were imprisoned, which was what the orcs called the "waiting area."

This is a large wooden box with only one door and one window, and there is a frost giant guarding each side. It can be seen that the pay for this job is good. Ron noticed that there are a lot of leftovers under their feet, but even so, it still can't make them dedicated enough to their work.

Ron, whose second short-range attack had ended, hadn't done anything yet. As soon as he got here, he saw the man by the window leaning against the wall and sleeping soundly, while the other man was not even at the door. He was standing on a huge stone nearby, looking far away in the direction of the God's Heir, as if he wanted to watch the excitement here. (End of this chapter)