The restoration of Lordaeron gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As a veteran nobleman, Wilton Barov still has a lot of means and connections. He got a chance to follow the legendary paladin from the soldiers of the Seventh Legion who returned from the expedition. A place for Leo Fording to study.

He didn't intend to be a paladin, and he didn't have the ability.

He was going to present this certificate at the scene of the Restoration Ceremony, and asked Lordaeron and Tirion Fordring to help him restore his family's homeland.

To make a request in such a public place is obviously malicious, but he can't care about it anymore. The most important thing is to take back the family castle and enjoy the glory and wealth, and the rest are not insignificant.

In order to obtain this certificate from the Seventh Legion, he really spent a lot of money. After receiving the news that Calia was going to be crowned, he immediately rushed to Lordaeron with two hundred soldiers.

He was too impatient and lost the calmness he should have. He never expected that his mercenaries would betray him to the undead army.

Not long after leaving Icewind Watch, Wilton Barov was ambushed. The undead of Andorhal were in the west, and the undead of the School of the Spirits were in the east. The announcement was broken.

The last scene he saw was the former head of the Barov family, Alex Barov, who had now turned into a ghost, stabbing a sharp long sword into his chest.

His body fell into the mud, blood sprayed everywhere, and the last image he received in his eyes was his luggage falling into the water, and the document with high hopes that he could enjoy his wealth again floated along the river. downstream.

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"Wow? Wow..." In the fifth hour after Wilton Barov was attacked, a few murlocs picked up a fairly tightly wrapped bag by the river.

They are all little murlocs, naturally timid. Seeing such an unknown object floating over, they all recoiled in fright. Only one little murloc bravely picked up the luggage. Unfortunately, his intelligence is too low to know how to open it. this thing.

Murlocs have a certain tenacity, or a tendon, the more they can't open it, the less they will give up.

With the help of teeth and shells, he managed to cut through the bag, and took out a lot of strange things from it.

For the murloc, these are his treasures, but he doesn't know how to use them, nor the purpose of these things.

He wanted to ask Elder Cookie, a wise man in the clan, but Elder Cookie was too busy to find anyone.

Worried about being stolen by his clansmen, he sat on the beach with this huge pile of things every night to study.

"Mother, look quickly, it's a murloc, it's a murloc! It looks like fun!" A crisp voice sounded not far away, and the little murloc couldn't understand the other party's words, so he could only gather his hands in a hurry. Baby, then hide in the grass on the side.

The wise and powerful King Gulu Gulu once had a clear instruction, because the little murlocs lack the ability to protect themselves, so when encountering enemies, they should immediately hide in the grass! After a period of training, the little fish people are now very familiar with this set of procedures.

Little did he know that his movements were very funny, and the way he hid in the grass and looked around was even more silly.

Any animal, including intelligent life, is fun when they are young, and the little murloc is the best among them, with clean eyes and a clear voice. That cowardly look is very lethal to female intelligent life.

"Mother, come and see, come!" A cheerful voice sounded from the side of the little murloc, he looked up, oh my! This enemy is too close to him, does he still have time to escape?

He was shivering in the grass, and he stubbornly believed that the grass could cover his body, and the strange creature outside couldn't see him.

The owner of the cheerful voice didn't care so much, she even dragged the mother she was talking about, and the two watched the little murloc together.

"Istaria is just a savage murloc. There is nothing to see. We have to hurry. We have already lost a lot of time. If we can't get to Lordaeron in time, your grandfather will be angry." .” The female night elf with evil eyes between her eyebrows just glanced at it casually, and then she felt disgusted as if the murloc had insulted her eyes.

She wanted to leave, but she couldn't stand her daughter's pleadings. Her daughter was over a thousand years old, but her behavior and mentality were still like a child. As the daughter-in-law of Fandral Staghelmet, Leyana was also under great pressure within the group. This time, he used means to squeeze out Ellis Chaser, who was supposed to come. It might not mean looking for foreign aid in Lordaeron.

However, her daughter didn't understand her good intentions at all, so she could only agree to let her daughter play with the murlocs for a while.

"Wow la la la-!" The little murloc was thrown into the air, so frightened that the fish gallbladder was about to be spit out.

He was really terrified at first, but after playing, he also saw that Istaria had no malice, and the heartless little murloc forgot his initial worries, and started playing together.

Raise it high, then throw it into the sky, and catch it later, or Istria turns into a dolphin and swims with the murlocs by the river, two simple-minded guys playing by the river all night long.

Istaria's mother was running out of patience, and she kept urging.

"Okay, I got it, I got it! We're going to find Sister Vanessa, and congratulate her on becoming that regent. This is for grandfather, for the alliance, and for Azeroth! Right?" the night elf girl Like an endorsement, he repeated what his mother had nagged countless times.

She scratched her face and could only say goodbye to her new friend.

"Woo la la la... Whoa whoa?" The little murloc was very reluctant to see her leaving, and finally decided to take out his treasure to give to this new friend.

He took out a piece of parchment from his luggage~lightnovelpub.net~ This paper is made of the best material, and it won't get wet when it gets wet. In his opinion, it must be a treasure.

"Give it to me?" Estaria was surprised, what kind of treasure could a murloc have, so she subconsciously took it and took a look.

Huh? She knows the common language of mankind and has lived for a thousand years. She is not completely ignorant, but because of the environment she lived in since she was a child, she is very dependent on her mother and grandfather.

After reading this proof document that she could learn from the legendary paladin Tirion Fordring, she looked at Vanessa's official signature and the Cenarion Council's mark on it, and she scratched her head strangely.

How could this thing be in the hands of the murlocs?

She is a druid, she doesn't know how to learn the way of paladins, and she doesn't want to learn.

But she knows that this opportunity is very precious, she is useless, but she can use it for others, such as the murloc friend in front of her, this opportunity will change his life.

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