Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 47: The Hunting Grounds of the Bullywugs
"Internal strife, right?" Ron nodded. This kind of thing is not uncommon, and it is the same in every world. "Is there anyone who wants to win over people like Mindatis to gain power?"

"That's true. The city-state he nominally serves is one of these overconfident and ambitious people," Quest's voice contained a hint of anger. "But please believe me, this guy is just cannon fodder."

"There were disagreements in the former alliance. Those dissenters were still the open opposition forces. I have no idea who were the secret plotters among the neutrals and opponents. And I have no idea who the real master behind Mindatis is."

"And this is exactly the secret I am lurking beside him, preparing to find out."

"But if there is no strong enough pressure from outside to force him to urgently find allies and have no time to examine the inside, the risk of my exposure will be very high. That's why I will bet on you."

"Will that make you feel better?"

"It's better to know more than nothing," Ron crossed his legs, "but to be honest, you've caused me such a big thing, no matter how much money you give me, I can't do it - look at me now, I can only copy these two pages from the spell book, I don't have that ability, you know?"

"Aren't those relics of the empire your best reward?"

"what?"

"These magical items," Quest pointed to the slate on the table. "I am not interested in them. I am pursuing a greater ideal. And among those who are responsible for investigating this matter, I am the only one who knows that the items do exist and are in your hands."

"So if I don't say anything, then you will be the only new owner of these 'imperial relics', right? Of course, how much you can get is your problem."

"This is a spellbook of a legendary wizard, isn't it?" Ron held up the Foreword to Weaving and waved it in front of Quest. "Are you really not interested at all?"

"So what exactly are you planning? Isn't it to rule the world?"

Quest's lack of desire made Ron a little nervous. On the contrary, if Quest said he was going to share some treasures, he would feel more at ease.

If you don't want small benefits, then you must have big plans!
"It's not that big. You can rest assured about that." Quest waved his hand. "As I said when we first met, I hope to find a place for my compatriots to settle down. Another thing is that I hope that the evil forces like the Hailan Empire can die completely and there is no possibility of resurrection."

“At its core, this could even be considered an ideal.”

Ron looked at him. He was not an expert in psychology, so he could not tell whether what he was thinking was exactly the same as what he said. But since he said so...

"Then I'll give you a hint: I'm not interested in what you said, but first of all, I'm definitely going to kill that bastard Mindatis, and I won't let him come back to life to trouble me next time."

"Second, I have a bit of a collecting habit, and I want a complete set of these relics."

"Third, I don't know what else is waiting for us here, but if my companions and I gain a foothold here, I will not tolerate anyone provoking me again."

"Then we will form a solid alliance," Quest held out his hand. "According to the information I have now, there is something in the Delusion Land, and the Hailan Empire has always coveted this place. You will inevitably have a series of conflicts with them."

"I just hope they can replace him with someone else." Ron shook hands with the tiefling. The guy's hands were uneven and felt uncomfortable.

"My message has been delivered. If he makes any subsequent moves, I will come to inform you again," Quest let go of Ron and turned to walk out. "Be careful, the threat of the Hailan Empire is not the only one in the Delusion Land." Ron has already seen this - the huge swamp throat monster. If Mindatis hadn't dealt with it, Ron and his friends would definitely have spent a lot of effort.

After seeing Quest off, Ron simply lay on the table and took a good sleep, but even this sleep was not sound. Only two or three hours later, Ivy came in and hurriedly woke him up.

"What happened? Did Mindatis bring his men to attack?"

Ron was still a little dazed, and seeing that Ivy looked a little strange, he asked quickly.

"What are you talking about in your sleep?" Ivy raised her eyebrows. "Isn't Mindatis dead?"

"This time it's not the elves, but those bullywugs. They're back again!"

"Bullywugs?" Ron was even more confused. "Isn't their territory far from here?"

"The territory is far away, but they opened the hunting ground to our side!" Ivy sighed, "Not only did they take away some of our prey, they even put the villagers and goblins on their menu."

"Remember the Lizardman territory? Karad transformed it into a goblin lair, but the bullywugs probably discovered that the swamp would continue to 'spawn' goblins, so they just started to wait there."

"They now have no steward who understands the common language. Karad has negotiated with them several times but to no avail. They are ready to fight them and are asking if we need help."

"What do you think?" Ron stood up and put away the spell book.

“I have no objection. Although the lives of the bullywugs are lives, we should consider the safety of the villagers more. At least we should remove this hunting ground and drive them back to the river.”

"And the safety of the goblins."

"And... okay, okay, they did help us a lot." Ivy sighed and had to admit it.

"Let's go then. Where are they? They are all shouting. It's time to get to work."

As the leader, Ron and his team also participated in daily activities, but they did not have any fixed tasks. But at this time, it was their turn to take action.

The goblin nest is not far from the trading post. The Madwugs can be said to have opened the mine right at the doorstep of Ron and his family. If they don't take action now, they will have to fight a battle to defend the stronghold next time - these Madwugs are definitely capable of doing it.

As they got closer and closer to the goblin nest, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. According to Ivy, Kalade had temporarily restrained the goblins here from going out, but apparently there were still some curious fools who showed up and became the prey of the crazy frogs.

"Stop!" Driver, who was walking in front, suddenly raised his hand. He lay on the muddy ground and carefully checked the surrounding environment.

"There's a trap!"

(End of this chapter)