Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

A mournful whimper came from beside Ron, and before he could react, with clouds of black smoke rising around him, the Yeti hounds quickly returned to the etheric plane - I hope they won't be too unlucky.

Although the sun has begun to set, the rules are the rules, and the hounds cannot stay in the material plane during this period of time.

The hounds went back. Ron opened his hand and looked at the brass ring in his palm, which had been broken into six pieces. Where was the djinni?
"Ah, my friend, that was really dangerous just now, wasn't it?" A strong curry-flavored voice sounded from Ron's side, and a muscular body slid in front of Ron like a cloud. The mustached head on the blue neck winked at Ron and laughed in a friendly way from time to time, "Thanks to you, I was able to escape from danger!"

"But how did you break my heirloom?" He stretched his neck, and the exquisite silk coat could not hide his hooligan-like characteristics at all. "Oh, what a pity. I wanted to fulfill your three wishes, but now they have to be scrapped."

"Really?" Ron glanced at the other party and didn't seem to take it to heart. Instead, he began to chant a spell in a low voice, "It doesn't matter. You will have this chance."

"I will imprison you in an oil lamp and bury you in the snow, waiting for the next lucky person to pass by. You will have to fulfill their wish. Only in this way can you break free from the cage I built and regain your freedom."

"You!" The Qi Giant was shocked. "You, you, you won't do that, right? You absolutely won't do that! You don't have the strength to do that!"

"Mortals can use exquisite gifts to exchange for your short-term services, while powerful wizards can skip these red tapes and directly bind or imprison you." The magic light shone on Ron's face under the setting sun and the reflection of the snow, making him look like a sinister and cunning spellcaster. "Don't I look like someone who can do such a thing?"

"This... but I don't like being imprisoned in a lamp!" The djinn floated back in confusion. It looked at a loss. On the one hand, it wanted to escape from Ron immediately, but on the other hand, it was afraid that Ron would imprison it because of its escape. "No djinn likes to be imprisoned in a bottle, tin can or air duct! The evil wizard who does this will be retaliated by me!"

"I, I'm warning you not to do anything rash. I was once put into a drifting bottle for seven hundred years. When I came out, I turned him into a big piece of cheese—and a corner of it was gnawed by a mouse!"

"Did you do that?" Ron's mouth curled up slightly. He had originally intended to warn this guy a little, but now it seemed that it was more...interesting than he expected.

"...No," the djinn lowered his head resignedly under Ron's gaze, "I heard it from a relative of mine. We are always enslaved by various wizards. It seems that I can't escape the arrangement of fate."

Ron put away his magic. The spell he had just cast was certainly not meant to imprison the djinn. "Is it fate?"

"Well, all master-servant relationships are arranged by fate. Slavery, enslaved, no one can escape the hands of fate. Everyone says so, even nobles like me are no exception."

"But... can we make a deal?" The djinn looked at Ron with a bitter face, "I was just joking just now. I know that the ring can only be used for one last time - I can fulfill three of your wishes, will you let me go?"

"I just inherited my island. I haven't had time to see all the worlds. Don't put me in a drifting bottle or an oil lamp. I don't want to stay there for centuries, and finally disintegrate into the warm breeze and dissipate in the atmosphere without having seen anything!" "That, that's too cruel!"

"Inherit... the island?" Ron looked at the djinni, as if trying to discern the truth in its words.

"A cloud island," the djinn shrugged. "Its base is made of solid magical clouds, which also allow it to float. My predecessors built huge pavilions and various wonderful buildings, courtyards, fountains, and gardens on the island. From the day I inherited it, I can enjoy juicy fruits, spicy wines, exquisite perfumes, and wonderful music on it."

"I also have a huge palace with unimaginable wonders and excitement. You can make a wish to me, and I will take you there to play for a day, three days, a month, or even a year! Until you get bored!"

"I'm not interested in your description," Ron shook his head. "Before I come up with a plan, I want to get to know you first: Who are you? And how did you get chased by a hurricane in the etheric plane?"

"I am Sunak. The Ether Plane connects to a large number of Elemental Planes. I hope to travel to various worlds, and the Ether Plane is of course the best relay station," the djinn said, "As for the Ether Hurricane... those things always appear suddenly, how would I know..."

Seeing Ron's unshakable expression, the djinn Sunak quickly deflated like a deflated ball: "Well... well, why do you think this way?"

"I just feel something is wrong," Ron frowned slightly, "I asked the Yeti hounds to change direction several times, but the hurricane is still following me - to be exact, it is following you."

"Because I was thinking, isn't the ether hurricane also a kind of 'whirlwind'? As a noble of the djinn, shouldn't my power be unlimited? Why can't I control the ether hurricane?" The djinn sighed, raised his arms, and looked at his hands that were between gas and solid, "Why can't I control them?"

"If you knew Dragon language, you would find that there is actually no connection between 'Aether Hurricane' and 'Hurricane' - shouldn't you be speaking Air language? Doesn't your mother tongue teach you this connection?"

"No," the djinn rolled his eyes. "No one has ever told me. Maybe no one has tried it, or those who have tried it won't tell anyone about it. I don't plan to tell other people about this as a joke. I'll be laughed at for centuries."

"Anyway, it's like this: I'm a giant noble who just inherited my family's legacy. I'm still young, and I don't want to spend my life in the Air Plane living a life of drunkenness and debauchery. I plan to visit various worlds and observe the ether hurricane in the Ether Plane - I'll skip this one," Sunak paused and suddenly looked at Ron expectantly, "Well, friend, can you take me around your place? I'll pay you a satisfactory reward!"

"Use other methods besides making wishes!" (End of this chapter)