Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

At the front, a team that was obviously taller than the surrounding goblins separated like a wave, and stood out from the crowd firmly and steadily, appearing in front of Jack.

Three bear goblins with physiques as strong as bears surrounded a fully armed humanoid creature. His physique and height were ordinary, but he was inexplicably awe-inspiring. In his hand, a heavy halberd made a humming sound along with the friction between the armor and the ground.

"General Karad!" Jack was shocked. "Why are you here?"

"These cubs have found some suspicious traces of Holy Fire attacking the hobgoblins in this area these days," the hobgoblin said in a low voice, "but we can't be sure whether it is an animal or something else, so I asked them to leave traps nearby to see if they can catch anything."

"I didn't expect to catch you."

Karad and Jack were relatively familiar with each other, but only in terms of each other's transformed forms - after all, the shapeshifters' original forms made it almost impossible for people outside their race to distinguish them clearly.

Especially when there is nothing identifying about them.

"But it looks like a lucky coincidence, doesn't it?" Karad looked Jack up and down. "Where is the place where your thoughts were probed? Take us there immediately!"

"Ah, yes!" Jack nodded quickly, but just as he took a step forward, he hesitated, "Um... don't we need to inform the lord and the others?"

"Someone will go. You don't need to worry about this." The hobgoblin nodded to the side, and a bear goblin guard immediately spread out his bare feet and strode towards the direction of Green Swamp Town. "He will run faster than you."

"Now, without further ado, take us there immediately!"

"As ordered!"

The huge number of goblin troops around him gave Jack great encouragement and psychological comfort. He no longer hesitated and immediately led the way to the place where he had painted before. Behind him, the two teams of goblins on the flanks disappeared on both sides at a faster speed, forming a pocket-like encirclement in the dark and spreading forward.

The goblins themselves would hardly use these simple tactics, but when there was a big goblin behind them, the situation changed completely. Karad hid himself in the army again to better command the army and ensure his own safety. And further behind them, more than a dozen wolves and their riders followed far behind, ready to charge at full speed when a battle broke out in front.

This is not the entire "army" that is now fantasizing. The chariots that appeared in the previous attack on Carolina were too heavy to be used in patrolling the territory. In addition, at least two-thirds of the goblins are scattered among the various settlements in the territory to make up for the shortage of militia.

The reports of "suspicious traces" that Kalade mentioned basically came from these goblins.

"This is it," Jack stopped in front and pointed to the small hill not far away that was completely shrouded in the night. "I used to paint here."

"It looks like that guy has left..."

"It doesn't matter," the hobgoblin waved his hand, signaling his men to start searching for clues, "This is our territory, no matter what he is, he can't get far!" Usually, when tracking the target's footprints, they will focus on checking the ground and nearby vegetation. These places are very easy to leave footprints or other traces, and it is difficult to clear them in a short time. The two cultists knew this very well, and did a lot of tricks to ensure that they would not be followed.

However, the goblins' thinking was more open-minded than normal people: they even searched the surrounding trees and soon made some discoveries.

"Jack, are you sure there is only one person checking your thoughts?" Kard leaned forward slightly to listen to his subordinates' report, then looked up at Jack.

"Yes, that's for sure," Jack nodded, "but if there are a lot of people on the other side, it shouldn't be necessary to do it to each one, right?"

"That's right," the hobgoblin nodded slightly, "so I have to tell you unfortunately that there were probably two or three people spying on you before. The damage to the buds and leaves on the tree and the scratches on the branches tell us this."

"But you should also feel lucky that you didn't choose to fight the other side directly, otherwise we would probably not be able to come and collect your body until tomorrow morning. Casting a net to investigate is not as fast as walking in a straight line. It is much slower."

"It doesn't matter if you die. What's important is that if that happens, it will be very difficult for us to track those guys down."

Jack's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Kalade's cold blood made him feel a little cold. "Then... it should still be in time now, right?"

"Of course, they are already taking action." He raised his halberd and swept it in a half circle. "Now there is only one question: what are you going to do? There must be no gaps in the search in the wilderness. I am afraid we don't have the manpower to send you back now, but you can't guarantee that you will encounter the enemy on the way back."

Jack immediately imagined himself running into an enemy on the way - the goblins' search was not silent, and the other party must have noticed and guessed, and he would be the first suspect to expose the bad guys. If he and those "two or three" were unlucky enough to run into each other...

Anyway, the ending won't be very good.

"I'll go with you!" Jack gritted his teeth, "Can you give me a weapon? I can protect myself!"

A pair of daggers were quickly brought out and delivered to the shapeshifter's hands. Jack's eyes, which took up a large amount of space on his face, flashed immediately, and his body shrank rapidly. After a while, he turned into a goblin and blended into the crowd.

"That's all," the newly emerged "Gnome" shook his big head, not caring at all about the shocked, angry, and speechless look of the goblin next to him who looked exactly like him, "This way no one will be able to recognize me."

"That would be the best." Kalade did not dwell on it too much and immediately began to dispatch personnel. "Send a message to the first and second squads, continue to maintain the flanks; the fourth squad will move forward from behind and disperse the formation. The third squad——"

In the distance, the wolf riders also received the order soon. Half of them immediately turned their heads and galloped in one direction, while the other half continued to follow the goblins in front of them. They kept the noise to a minimum. The wolves crawled on the ground, and the goblin riders lay on the backs of the wolves. Even though this was not a dense grassland, their actions were hidden in the darkness and not detected. (End of this chapter)