Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 77 The Message Left by the Golden Dragon

"Also, don't come again if you have nothing to do. We don't have that much food to satisfy your appetite."

The golden dragon was almost blasted out of the trading post by Ron. Ron had no intention of being cautious or trying to please the metal dragon, especially on his own territory.

Not to mention that the golden lizard said something so unpleasant! What do you mean he can stop any process here, and it's for their own good? !
To prevent darkness from falling upon the land?

At least an adult golden dragon came here and beat a black dragon cub so that he had to believe in Bahamut; lived here, ate his food and drank his water, and scared a goblin?
If you have the skills and the ability, why don't you go fight the real darkness to the death? Why are you so mysterious?

"If you don't listen to the dragon clan, you will suffer the consequences..." The Golden Dragon had a good temper. When Ron kicked him out, he just kept muttering to himself without any intention of resisting.

"Human, you must remember what I said, otherwise when the day of darkness comes, you will regret it -"

"Bang!" Ron closed the door of the trading post.

"Neuropathy!"

"Benefactor, are you sure you don't want to listen to his advice?" Seymour asked cautiously, "Generally speaking, powerful creatures like this naturally have their own channels of information, and this is especially true for creatures like dragons."

"That's not a reason for him to play dumb with me!" Ron poured himself a glass of water. "Didn't you hear what I asked just now? Why should I trust him if he doesn't tell me anything?"

"If he can reveal the truth, let alone the fact that he is a golden dragon, I would be willing to consider cooperating with him even if he is a cultist who believes in Tiamat! He wants to interfere with us by saying he has no right to reveal the truth? He is just dreaming!"

"It's obvious that he doesn't take us seriously," Victoria shrugged. "Lolth, who is worshipped by Seymour and other drow, is almost the same. All powerful creatures are probably like this."

"That guy called Olek hasn't even taken Rose's position yet," Sylvia crossed her arms. She could understand part of the golden dragon's name, but only part of it. "Benefactor, why don't we just do the opposite and let him see what we can do and give him a good slap in the face!"

"No," Ron waved his hand. "Why do you think I kept asking him? It's because what that guy said was the truth."

"So I had to find out the details, like what exactly we were up against, how big we had to get before it was dangerous - and he wouldn't tell me anything!"

"That's why I kicked him out!"

"Strangely, the paladin named Devin Booker obviously had no such concerns," Ivy frowned, "He easily explained that there were elemental creatures, at least water giants."

"Why is this golden dragon hesitating?"

"It's possible that he knows of a more powerful existence," Bunny said, "but is it really enough to make him so afraid?"

"I don't think he's afraid of us," Sera snorted, "He just wants to control us! To drive us!"

"Maybe he is the mastermind behind this... mmm!" The people standing next to Sera covered her mouth with their hands. This kind of talk is not allowed!
Metal dragons have always been outstanding representatives of justice, order, kindness, and fairness. If Sera was just talking casually, it would be fine. But what if it was true? ! What if this golden dragon was corrupted? !

If this gets out, it will definitely cause an uproar, so we absolutely cannot talk about it casually!

"Anyway, we have to be on guard against this possible situation." Ron sighed. This development was definitely the last thing he wanted to see.

"So what's our approach now?" Sylvia asked. "Slow down development until we figure out what the problem is?"

"No, because I suspect that the Golden Dragon's view of our abilities and time is very different from ours," Ron pointed at the people present, "With just us and the people outside, how long will it take to develop into an imperial town? There is no need to deliberately slow down, just proceed as usual."

"Moreover, 'slowing down development to find out the problem' is a false proposition in itself. Our main activity area is still limited by the location of the trade post. How can we find the real problem if we are always on the edge of the delusion area?"

"Well, we can't figure anything out by hiding here now," Ron finally yawned and waved his hand casually, "Everyone go and have a rest first, and gather here after dinner tomorrow or today. I have an idea to tell you."

After watching everyone go back to rest in groups of three or four, Ron walked to where the golden dragon had just sat, forced away his sleepiness, and began to search carefully inside and out.

As the most powerful and majestic metal dragon, the gold dragon is always ready to fight against evil, and is also respected by other metal dragons for its wisdom and justice. As a gold dragon that is at least an adult, Ron felt that the other party should not be the Riddler that he had just shown to him.

Judging from other books he had read in his previous life, these guys would be willing to negotiate openly even when faced with true evil. Could it be that it was even more difficult for him, Ron, to understand what the golden dragon said than those beings?

"Ah...ha!"

Sure enough, when Ron picked up the water cup that Jin Long had just used, he actually made a discovery:
A hard golden scale was deeply embedded in the handle of the cup. The golden dragon was so powerful and exquisite that it could make the scale almost completely sink into the handle without damaging the overall structure of the cup.

This was definitely not an unintentional act by the other party, even if he had a skin disease and scales were falling off.

But, it was embedded so deeply, how could he get it out? Was the only way to break the cup?

Jin Long certainly didn't want too many people to know, so he left the information in this way, and Ron had to rely on himself - the only way was to break it.

After a crisp sound, Ron picked up the fragments on the ground with a distressed look, then put the golden dragon scale in the weaving preface and carefully went back to his bedroom.

When he opened the spell book, the message on the scale was automatically printed on several blank pages, and it was becoming fainter and fainter. It was obvious that this was the work of the golden dragon.

Ron looked up at the first line, "I'm sorry I can't give you details, so I can only give you a story of the country that once existed here."

Ron: "That's why I hate the Riddler!"

(End of this chapter)