Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 90 Black Dragon BBQ
"This..." Ron and Sylvia looked at each other. Judging from the effect, the spell attached to this gem was obviously more powerful than conventional elemental weapons, but it lacked the flexibility to adapt to changing circumstances.

"It's better than nothing," Driver came closer, "three times a day, it's just right for me!"

The cloak, dagger and shortbow can all be enchanted with strong acid at the same time, which is indeed a good improvement for Driver.

"I have a shield," Ivy joked, "and you can't use two weapons at the same time, but I have no problem with that."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't you already have the lightning gem? Can you please stop snatching it?"

"The lightning gem is with Ron," Ivy winked at Ron, "You can wait in line again!"

"Okay, okay," Ron pretended not to notice Ivy's look, "stop teasing him. Driver, I'll give it to you after the slate is unlocked. Ivy really needs it now."

"After all, you can't use the Amethyst Slate without elven blood."

Driver looked at Ivy triumphantly as she took the gem and rolled her eyes.

"It seems that the seven gems correspond to seven different elements," Sylvia said, "but in fact, there are more than seven known types of damage, right? Which ones did the Hailan Empire abandon in the beginning?"

"Fire, cold, light, eclipse, lightning, thunder, strong acid, poison, mind..." Ron counted on his fingers, "I guess it's mind. After all, this should be the strong point of many elves."

"Elves are strong in almost all elemental types, or have no weaknesses," Ivy interrupted. "Psychic casters are just less common, not non-existent."

"We're looking for a full set of gems anyway," Sera said nonchalantly, "We'll know once we find them, right?"

In the eyes of the barbarians, these things like gems have nothing to do with them - a true warrior should face all challenges head-on instead of hiding behind magic, witchcraft, shamanism, etc.!

"There's a big difference between having a weapon and using it," You, who was leading the way, disagreed with Sera's point of view. "You can chop someone in half with that double-edged axe, but you also have to be careful about others playing dirty tricks on you."

"Most of the elves' magical attainments are reflected in the schools of prophecy, transformation, enchantment, and protection, which are used to resist the intrusion of outsiders."

“It was not until the rise of the Hailan Empire that the aggressiveness of elven magic began to grow stronger in a short period of time.”

"That's true," Sylvia nodded. "Apart from spells that have been widely spread, many spells are named after their founders. And among these spells, the names of elven wizards are almost invisible in evocation magic."

The dhampir said, looking up with some longing: "I used to have two dreams: to be free, and to have my name written in other people's spell books!"

"'Sylvia's vampire touch'?" Victoria joked.

Vampire Touch is a widely spread spell. Without any special innovation, Sylvia is afraid that she will not be able to put her own label on this spell.

"I'll let you taste 'Sylvia's vampire touch' now!" Sylvia smiled and rushed over, shoving her cold hands, which were close to the body temperature of undead creatures, into Victoria's collar. Mindatis ran away again, and he probably wouldn't have the courage to approach Green Swamp Town again - it was now the lair of the black dragon, so there shouldn't be any danger along the way.

There were a few kobold scouts who would occasionally cautiously poke their heads out of the woods, but they would immediately retreat and not list Ron and his men as hunting targets. And from what You said, the kobold tribe here should be the followers of Aik'Zuri, and to some extent, her colleagues, so there was nothing to be wary of.

When Ron and his friends arrived at the black dragon's lair, they happened to see Aikthuri dragging a dead stag towards his home. When the young black dragon saw Ron and his friends, he was stunned for a moment.

"Let me make it clear first, I won't share any of your money." Exure's first reaction was that Ron and the others were here to eat for free. "The teacher just left two days ago, and I finally managed to catch this one to start my meal."

"Don't worry, we just ate. There's no reason to eat again before lunch." Ron was not being polite. There was no danger along the way. They were guaranteed three meals a day. They just had breakfast this morning. "We are here to borrow the slate."

"Oh, then you go in." The black dragon happily dragged the dead deer away and cleared the cave entrance. When he looked up, he saw Sera and Driver surrounding him.

"W-What are you doing?"

"You're going to eat it like this?" Sera reached out and pulled at the deer's body a few times. "It won't taste good if you eat it raw, and there's no seasoning."

"Where can I find it?" Exure blinked his pupils. "If you have it, I'd be willing to trade with you."

He also knew that cooked food tasted better and tasted even better with seasonings, but that was the privilege of red dragons, gold dragons, brass dragons, and even blue dragons. They, the black dragons, could only spit out strong acid.

Only when the teacher came could Axuri occasionally have a good meal, and at other times he had to eat raw meat and drink blood.

Granted, dragons have the most powerful digestive systems of any creature, but that doesn't mean they aren't willing to live a refined life. If a dragon were reduced to eating dirt, he would probably consider it a lifelong shame.

"You don't know how to release fire?" Driver looked at him with a look of pity that made Exuri extremely unhappy, then took out a set of fire-making equipment, "Sera, go find some branches, and let's show him how good we are!"

"Okay!" Sera didn't want to follow Ron and the others in performing any magic rituals, so she readily agreed and went to the surrounding woods to find a large bundle of dry plants that were good for starting a fire. She also took out a small bottle of salt that she brought with her, "It's a pity that there is no pot, otherwise we could cook it."

"Don't cook it!" Driver shook his head like a rattle. "Roast it! It smells better when roasted!"

As the host, Axuri naturally couldn't sit idle. He immediately dug out a pile of bricks and stones from the ruins and set up a barbecue grill. One man, one goblin and one dragon started having a picnic. After a while, the aroma had spread throughout the black dragon's territory.

"Wow... I want to eat it..." You didn't go to the nest either, but now she regretted it a little - it was too uncomfortable to only look at an incorporeal undead creature but not eat it! Why wasn't she a ghost or something like that? If so, she wouldn't have any memories of her life, so at least she wouldn't be so greedy!

"Good fellows, it's only been a short time since breakfast and you're already eating again?" Ivy poked her head out of the entrance of the black dragon's lair, "Sera, Ron is calling you!"

(End of this chapter)