Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 71: Driving the tiger away from the mountain
"Damn it! They ran away, ran away!"

About ten minutes later, Sera, who had just emerged from the conflict with the dark magic, was furious. Her arms, which were exposed to the air, were covered in blood, which were the injuries caused by the cloud of daggers.

The people shrouded in darkness had almost no sense of direction, and coupled with the interference of the cloud of daggers, several people were dragged until the spell was about to end before they could rush out.

"We don't have that many spellcasters, and we are not as strong as them," Victoria also walked out in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The leather round shield she bought from Fromm Town was full of scratches. "If they didn't have a large number of slaves, they might choose to continue fighting instead of retreating."

The number of slaves escorted by the other side was almost equal to the number of slaves. Every time a slave trader was killed, the possibility of slaves escaping or rebelling would increase. Therefore, it would be meaningless even if Ron and others were defeated.

The other party is a businessman, and what they value most is goods and commodities.

"Maybe we can use this, hiss..." Ron covered his face. He had no protective gear in his hands that could block the attack. Just now, he was cut on the cheek by the cloud of daggers in the dark.

"They won't be far away, and they need to rest and regain their strength before facing the dangers that may exist at any time in Delusion Land."

"You mean we should raid their camp?" Ivy said with some embarrassment, "But we also need to rest - mainly you and Victoria."

"We don't have that much time," Ron shook his head. "The enemy's spellcasters outnumber us in both quantity and quality. It won't do us any good to delay until they recover. Our only hope now is on you."

"Don't worry, Chief!" Sera spat at the dead scout on the ground, "They really pissed me off!"

"I can also join the battle," Victoria waved the mace in her hand, "Sera, take some healing potions first. You will definitely be the main force later."

Ron and his friends carried normal healing potions when they went out. Ron's weak potions were very effective in daily life, but seemed a bit cumbersome during adventures.

"It seems that I'm the only one who can't participate in the war normally," Ron smiled self-deprecatingly, "But it doesn't matter, I just happen to have a plan."

"Whatever the plan is, you have to hurry up, Boss," Driver came out from the woods. He was the only one who was not covered by the dark magic just now. "The traces they left behind are disappearing quickly. If we don't act now, we will really lose our target!"

Led by Driver, the group followed the trail that was no longer so obvious. Compared with Bakoyannis and others who had ten slaves to guard, they had the advantage of being lightly equipped.

Soon, not far from a puddle temporarily formed by the gathering of rain water, Ron and others saw the slave traders again.

"Be careful, Alarm." Victoria looked around carefully, "There should be some spells left among their spellcasters."

"It's okay, can you help me mark the location of the alarm spell?"

Ron surveyed the surrounding terrain and extended his hand to Ivy: "Lend me the gem."

Spells can only exert their most powerful power in the hands of the caster, and now is the time for him to use the energy inside.

"Isn't the scope too large?" Ivy asked worriedly, "Innocent people might be hurt..."

Although the situation forced her to do so and there was no other way if she really killed or injured those slaves, Ivy still hoped to avoid this from happening if possible.

"No, it won't," Ron smiled and waved his hand. He used the weaving foreword to explore it and found that the gem was fully charged. "My target is not the camp, you are."

"What do we need to do? Tell me!" Sera's eyes were fixed on the people in the camp not far away. "What you need to do is very simple: once the other side has personnel deployment, rush in immediately; and what I need to do is to make the other side deploy personnel."

The strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain is not new, as long as it works.

"No, you can't be their opponent alone!" Ivy didn't like this suggestion, "They will catch you!"

Six lightning bolts do not mean you can sit back and relax. A wizard without shelter and protection is still vulnerable and easily beaten.

"But they want them alive, not dead," Ron smiled, "they'll be interested in my price."

"As for whether I will be caught and what to do if I am caught, that is up to you."

After that, Ron put away the gem, crouched down and headed straight for the camp of Dark Circles.

"What damn bad luck!" A guard in the camp rubbed his big bald head angrily, "Tom died like this, and we escaped!"

"This is not running away, but a wise retreat," Bakoyannis said, grimly looking at his men. "Our job is to escort these slaves. It would be foolish to lose sesame seeds for watermelons for the so-called huge bounty. If we suffer heavy losses and lose the goods, even if we escort one or two of their members back, can we escape punishment?"

"That elf is not our boss!"

When Bakoyannis mentioned the word "boss," several people shuddered. "Okay, you're right. But what about those guys? Is Tom's case just over?"

"How is that possible?" Bakoyannis snorted. "I wouldn't say that - go back and ask them to send two more teams over. I don't believe we can't defeat them!"

"Then you will have to hand over the bounty to someone else." said a spellcaster.

"It's better than losing soldiers and generals - don't always take risks, or you should be on an equal footing with me now -"

Bakoyannis suddenly stood up, and a string in her mind suddenly broke. The alarm she set was triggered by someone!

"Ding-ling-ling-ling--" At the same time as the mind-triggered alarm sounded, there was also a series of sound alarms.

When the slave traders in the camp looked in the direction of the sound, Ron was sneaking into the camp and trying to untie a slave.

"Hey hey hey...hi?"

Ron waved his hand, and Bakoyannis saw that in Ron's palm, a bluish-purple gem held by his thumb suddenly burst into brilliant electric light!

"Lightning bolt! Goodbye!"

In order to avoid the slaves, Ron shot the lightning beam into the air, then turned around and ran, disappearing into the woods in the blink of an eye.

"Idiots! What are you still standing there for?" Bakoyannis was frightened and angry. "Chase them!"

(End of this chapter)