Time flies,

Ever since Ainz occupied the underground ruins of the Peorista Institute of Magic,

He began a leisurely life without shame.

Of course, please don't get me wrong, Anz is still the head dragon and can't do anything.

His daily life is basically nothing more than eating or sleeping, or asking his little maid Afra to brush his scales and tell him some heroic deeds on the continent of Altria.

The SR Type Card's Legendary Mission: 'Blue Terror' has no time limit to complete.

So Ainz wasn't in a hurry to complete this legendary quest.

Anyway, he knew his true strength, and he was still far from the true strength of the dragons.

It's like dealing with the giant spider queen Lalan, if Ainz has mastered the blue dragon's housekeeping skills, lightning breath.

So to deal with that big spider, he only needs a breath to solve the other party, where is the need for such a strenuous hand-to-hand combat before.

Or, when Ainz is getting older, his strength and momentum are getting stronger.

Maybe he didn't have to fight at all, he just had to stand in front of the giant spider queen.

The other party obediently surrendered, and the majesty of the top-level life form was not just talking.

Anyway, a life form like a true dragon, the older it gets, the more powerful it becomes, whether it's on that dimensional planet in the multiverse.

So, in order to avoid showing up to attract the attention of humans.

In the days that followed, Ainz rarely came out of the underground ruins of the Peorista Institute of Magic.

Anyway, the food needed every day will be hunted and supplied by the three monster leaders under his command.

He stayed in the underground ruins, eating and falling asleep, and teasing the maid Afra when he was bored.

Life is quite comfortable.

And in the Holy City of the Enchanted Ridge,

The adventurers of the Mercenary Guild were unable to find the trace of the legendary blue dragon for a long time, so they did not succeed.

And the final result of this incident was only added to the anecdotal essays by some curious book makers.

It became an anecdote and legend in some taverns.

Time flows slowly,

In the blink of an eye,

Ten years have passed quietly.

......

When the wind and snow of the holy city of the Magic Ridge are gradually replaced by the warm sun;

When the old trees between the mountains in the distance pull out new shoots, and the snow and ice in the holy city slowly melt.

There is no doubt that this must be a sign before the arrival of spring.

And when the priests of the temple of the goddess Altea publicly announced the end of the last day of winter snow.

The whole continent has really begun to turn into the 'spring ploughing month' full of hope.

The 'Spring Ploughing Month' is also called the 'Month of Recovery'.

This season, not only the entire continent starts to get busy, but also the animals and monsters between the countless mountains.

When everyone started to get busy, the adventurer's guild's various quest orders also snowflaked.

In the evening, it was getting dark.

In the Holy City of the Enchanted Ridge,

'Evening Light Tavern'

As a tavern that only does business for adventurers coming and going from the mainland,

In the evening, it is the best and busiest time for business.

Almost every adventurer would like to come to the tavern for a drink or two at the end of a day or a bounty quest.

It can not only relieve the fatigue of the tense nerves at the end of the day, but also listen to some useful news or fun for other adventurers.

A corner of the tavern,

At a small round table, a group of people were sitting.

As you can tell from the basic attire, this is a standard four-person adventure squad equipped with warriors, priests, magicians, and rogue professionals.

At this time, on the round wine table,

A handsome man dressed in a pure white temple priest's outfit is telling the story of his adventures to the magician girl sitting next to him.

"You know, I was a new pastor to the temple... In the face of the ogre lord, if I hadn't reacted fast enough and acted fast enough... Our whole team at the time was probably going to have to be handed over there... Otherwise, it won't be able to support another mid-level team to come to the rescue..."

It's just that just as the handsome pastor was talking about the sound and color, and the spit was flying.

The thief professional in a black suit sitting in the far corner finally couldn't listen anymore.

"Come on, Bunian!"

"At your level, you were joining the lowest-level entry-level adventure team at that time!"

"An entry-level adventure team, if you encounter an ogre lord, even the lowest-level ogre lord, you can easily destroy your entire team!"

"Alright, Bunian, don't let Sarina laugh!"

Lucius, a thief in a black suit, looked at the handsome priest with a disgusted expression and said.

After saying that, Lucius immediately looked at the other side, and apologized with a smile at the female magician who had a quiet temperament and was wearing a black delicate robe:

"Sarina, you may not know when you first came, although this guy Bunian is a little unreliable in his mouth, he still has a lot of practical ability, don't take it to heart."

"Of course not, I've heard of the reputation of Bunian, the priest of the third-level well-known mercenary team 'Black Clover'."

The sorceress smiled, and the old faces of Lucius and Bunian were slightly red.

Next, a silent confrontation began under the wine table.

"Lucius, you're going to raise the bar with me again, aren't you?"

"Where can this be called a bar, I'm just telling the truth!"

"Do you think your clumsy lies can fool Sarina?"

"It's impossible, you're just going to be able to fool the apprentices who are just getting started!"

"Haha!"

"Damn it, you ugly old fellow!"

......

"That's it!"

At this time, the black-haired man who had been sitting in the center of the wine table knocked on the table.

The clergyman's confrontation with the thieves under the table immediately stopped.

"Lucius, I told you about the whereabouts of the group of Fire Goblins who originally lived in the Snow Frost Ramp, did you find any clues?"

The long-haired man in black asked after taking a sip of the beer in front of him.

"Captain, you said you were looking for a Flame Goblin, but it's really easy."

"I've investigated, whether it's the Shadow Forest, the Tempest Forest, or Crystal Valley, or the town of Prailly, there are traces of fire goblins!"

"We've been to see it too."

"But you said that you want to find a group of flame goblins that could have migrated ten years ago, and that's really difficult."

"At the very least, those short and ugly guys almost all look the same, even if you find them, you may not be able to recognize them!"

Lucius felt a pain in his head when he heard the captain mention it.

He really didn't understand how the captain could be so obsessed with looking for the movement of the goblins from ten years ago, and refused to say anything when asked.

"Goblins have a lifespan of far more than ten years, as long as I can find those goblins, I will be able to recognize them!"

"You go on, as long as you find a clue, my next income will be divided into one layer for you!"

"How?"

The black, long-haired man didn't have to say much to Lucius, but commanded directly.

"Okay, I'm trying!"

Lucius was a little listless, and although the captain's income was very tempting, this investigation mission really had no sign to be found, and it was too torturous.

"Captain Leon, I do know a high-ranking member of the Adventurer's Guild in the Holy City, do you want me to let her help you check?"

At this time, the magician Sarina on the side looked at the black-haired captain on the side and suddenly spoke.