"Thank you both. I will immediately order someone to arrange the room, if the hospitality is not good, I hope you will bear with me. In the future, I will have to trouble everyone. ”

In Rivendell's Manor, Oryx, who had just walked out of the portal, said very politely to the two leaders of the team of mages behind him.

These people came specifically to help the Knights of the Silver Hand protect him.

Luo Ning is inside, several paladins of the Knights are also there, and a whole team of battle mages led by Jandis Barov, as well as nearly twenty accompanying apprentices, the lineup is not to mention how strong, as long as you don't provoke strong enemies, at least in this era, you can go sideways.

Of course, he also understands that protection also means surveillance. After all, he is a rooster that lays eggs, and people will always try to figure out the reason why the rooster lays eggs in addition to taking care of them, not to mention that this egg is still a golden egg, and "taking care" of himself is also known for his intellectual curiosity.

And he can understand that he was semi-forcibly "sent" home.

The rooster who lays golden eggs must be well protected, and others are pointing to him to provide more prophecies, so how can he be willing to be sent to the front line again.

Anyway, as soon as Dalaran intervenes, this matter is basically impossible, these cold-minded mages will not be moved by his generous words of standing up for glory, you will let me stay at home honestly, and don't go anywhere.

His only concern was that this might affect the mission of the Book of Time. If you can't personally kill the original owner's cheap old man, Baron Rivendell, that dozens of cooked time energy will fly away.

"It's nothing, you don't have to be so polite." The gentle smile on Jandis Barov's face was so warm that it was hard to associate her with the terrible professor who taught the phantom course at the psychic academy.

She is the wife of the head of the Barov family.

Oryx knows a little about the family's history, but most of it is outdated, and he doesn't know if it has been "eaten". It can only be said that this real world follows a set of settings that were widely circulated before he crossed over, and even had many apocryphal parts.

At least that's what the original owner knows and remembers of this family.

The Barov family originated from the kingdom of Alterac, and was once one of the seven kingdoms of mankind, owning fiefdoms such as Brill, Southsea Town, Keldaron and Talenmere, and its wealth is not as rich as the country, but it is not much different. One has money and the other has power, and the two sides can be seen as a whole at the summit of the alliance during the Second War.

However, during the Second War, the Perinold royal family of the Kingdom of Alterac betrayed the alliance in order to "protect your place after the war", and was eventually liquidated by the alliance powers and collapsed, and the Barov family was also affected.

Although they did not participate in the betrayal, the elephant trampled the ant to death, and there was no need to ask the ant what he thought. That's right, in the eyes of elephants, the Barov family is a nest of very rich ants, nothing more.

The kingdoms of Lordaeron and Gilneth have been trying to bring Alterac under their control, and the kingdom of Stormgard also wants to divide up the land that originally belonged to the Barov family, so this sad family has become a victim of the political rivalry of the alliance, and the situation has plummeted, and the fiefdom has been stripped one after another, and only the territory of the island east of Andorhar, in the middle of Lake Daron Mill, is currently retained, which can be called very pitiful.

Historically, the Barovs resented the Confederate states, especially King Terenus Minehir II of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, as hypocritical politicians.

Of course, it would undoubtedly be far-fetched to say that they had joined the Scourge Legion just for revenge. It's more out of the fact that the crisis is irresolvable, and only in this way can the life be saved, the helplessness of the family, and perhaps the motivation for power, and revel in the grand vision promised by the Lich King.

The trend of the times is that those who dare to stop the wheel of history are often crushed by the wheel.

But if you really want him to say it......

Jandis Barov is really beautiful, she must have been a big beauty when she was young, and she resembles her daughter Illusia Barov between her eyebrows and eyes.

Although Illusia seems to be younger than him, even if his daughter was born early, Jandis Barov would be thirty-seven or eighteen, or even forty-one or twelve years old now, but she really looks no different from a beautiful woman in her thirties, and she is very well maintained, like a ripe apple, and she has a ripe charm everywhere......

Well, in the words of Oryx before the crossing, it is the most wolf-like age. But he didn't care about it, so he just thought about it.

"Master Oryx, you're back...... Who are these adults? ”

The group appeared in the manor directly through the portal, startling the gardener, and hurriedly went back to report to the butler Langton, who came in small steps, but after seeing these mages in violet robes, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Lady Bridget Abydis, who was standing in the crowd, was a friend of his young master's knights, but where did these mages come from?

"Oh, this is Lady Jandis Barov, and this is Master Ronin, both of whom are scholars of Dalaran, who have come to us for a while to study the subject of grain production. Let's go get ready for the guest room, and by the way, ask the kitchen to make some food, we haven't had dinner yet. ”

Oryx casually made up a nonsense and introduced it to the butler.

Langton gasped, Barov?

In the northern countries, however, there is a saying that is widely circulated - who does not know Barov, who does not know the miserable things? It's about this tragic family who was killed by unscrupulous teammates.

It is even rumored that if it weren't for his mother, Jandis Barov, who was a powerful magician in Dalaran, she had some scruples about Lordaeron, otherwise Lordaeron would have taken away the last territory of the Barov family, Kelldaron!

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

The old butler took the order to leave, and before leaving, he saluted Jandis and Luo Ning respectively, the latter was only incidental, if it weren't for the red-haired mage standing beside Ms. Jandis, who looked equally high-status, who knew who he was.

Oryx walked around the mansion with a group of people, ostensibly to tour the manor, but in fact to have the family inspect the place so that specific protection measures could be formulated.

During this period, some of the mage's accompanying apprentices—in fact, were the kind of miscellaneous workers who took care of the teacher's diet and daily life—and could not hide the envy in their eyes, after all, the manor was too big. Many people have heard of this rich family with a low status but a very considerable wealth, and it is an eye-opener to see it today.

Jandis Barov does not squint, let alone this manor, even if you add up the fields of nearly ten kilometers square on the periphery and multiply it by ten, it will not be able to catch up with one-tenth of the territory of the Barov family at its most glorious time.

During this time, she has been consulting with Ronin on the specifics of where to set up the secret alarm spell and where to set up the protective spell in case the Lich King is aware of the importance of the prophet.

Half an hour had passed, and the meal was ready, so Oryx led them to the dining room and waved off his servants. During the meal, everyone was quiet, only occasionally whispering two specific protection plans.

"We've sent someone to check on the high suspicion locations you mentioned. Around Andorhar, southwest of Ambermere, there are now our people...... Do you think your father will come back? Ronin took a sip of the best wine from the Stratholme region and asked Oryx, who was beside him.

Oryx shook his head, "I'm afraid not. The Lich King wouldn't be so stupid, and knowing that I had the Cursed Cult's plan of action, including the details of my father's use of the family wealth to secretly spread the plague in Stratholme, he wouldn't send my father back to take his own snail. He will also order all the actions of the Cursed Sect to go into the shadows, and if you want to find them out, I am afraid it will be very troublesome. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old butler Langton knocked lightly on the door of the restaurant, came in and said with a happy face: "Sorry to disturb your meal, Master Oryx, the master is back!" ”

Oryx choked on a gulp of wine and almost didn't squirt out.