Lordaeron's restoration gave him a golden opportunity, as an old nobleman, Wilton. Barov still has a lot of means and connections, and he obtained a copy of the legendary paladin Tirio from the soldiers of the Seventh Legion who returned from the expedition. Places to study in Fodin.

He didn't plan to be a paladin, and he didn't have the ability to do so.

He was ready to take out this certificate at the scene of the restoration ceremony, and asked Lordaeron and Tirio to take out this certificate. Fording helps him restore his family's roots.

It is obviously ill-intentioned to make a request in such a public place, but he can't care about it, taking back the family castle and enjoying the glory and wealth is the most important thing, and the rest is not insignificant.

He had spent a lot of money to obtain this document from the Seventh Legion, and when he got the news that Galia was about to be crowned, he immediately hurried to Lordaeron with two hundred soldiers.

He was too impatient, and he lost the composure he should have, completely unaware that his mercenaries would betray him to the undead army.

Shortly after leaving the Icewind Outpost, Wilton. Barov was ambushed, the undead of Andohar in the west, the undead of the psychic academy in the east, and the two sides fought together, Wilton. Barov's dream was shattered before he could even begin to do so.

The last image he saw was the former head of the Barov family, now Alex, who has become an undead. Barov stabbed a sharp long sword into his chest.

His body fell into the dirt, blood splattered everywhere, and the last thing he saw was his bag falling into the water, and the high hopes that he would be able to regain his wealth drifted downstream down the river.

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"Quack? Wow la la la...... "in Wilton. In the fifth hour of Barov's attack, a few fishmen picked up a well-wrapped bag by the river.

They are all small fishmen, timid by nature, seeing such an unknown object floating over, they all shrank back in fright, only a small fishman had the courage to pick up his bag, but unfortunately his intelligence was too low, and he didn't know how to open this thing.

Fish people have a tenacity, or a tendon, the more they can't open, the more they won't give up.

With the help of teeth and shells, he finally managed to cut through his bag and pull out a whole bunch of strange things from it.

To the fishman, these are his treasures, but he doesn't know what to do with them, and he doesn't know what they are for.

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

Fearing that his people would steal it, he would sit by the beach every night with this large pile of things in his arms.

"Mother, look, it's a fishman, it's a fishman! It seems to be fun! A crisp voice sounded not far away, and the little fishman couldn't understand the other party's words, so he could only hurriedly put away his treasure, and then hid in the grass on the side.

The wise and martial King Gollum once had a clear training, because the little fish people lack the ability to protect themselves, so when they encounter an enemy, they must immediately hide in the grass! After a period of training, the little fish people are now very familiar with this set of processes.

As everyone knows, his movements are very funny, and the look of hiding in the grass and looking around is even more stupid.

Any animal, including intelligent life, is very fun when it is young, and the little fishman is one of the best, with clean eyes and clear voice, and that kind of cowardice is very lethal to female intelligent life.

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

He shivered in the grass, stubbornly believing in his mind that the grass would cover his body, and that the strange creature outside did not see him.

The owner of the cheerful voice didn't care so much, she even dragged her mother in her mouth, and the two watched the little fishman together.

"Istaria is just a savage fish-man, there's nothing to see, we still have to hurry, we've been delayed for a long time, and if we don't get to Lordaeron in time, your grandfather will be angry." The female Night Elf with a sinister look between her eyebrows just glanced at it casually, and then felt that the fish-man had insulted her eyes, and her face was full of disgust.

She wants to leave, but she can't stand the pleas of her daughter, who is more than a thousand years old, but she still behaves and mentalizes like a child. Deer Helmet's daughter-in-law, Leyana, is also under pressure within the clan, and this time she used means to squeeze out Elis, who was originally coming. Chasing the stars, there is no intention of looking for foreign aid in Lordaeron.

But her good intentions and daughters don't understand it at all, and she can only agree to let her daughter play with the fishman for a while.

"Wah Lala ——!" The little fish-man was thrown into the air, so frightened that he was about to vomit out the fish gall.

At first, he was really frightened, but while playing, he also saw that Istaria had no malicious intentions, and the heartless little fishman also forgot his initial worries and cooperated with the play.

Raise it high and throw it into the sky and catch it later, or Isteria turns into a dolphin and swims in the river with the fish-man, and two simple-minded guys play by the river all night.

Istaria's mother's patience was running out, and she urged again and again.

"Okay, I got it, I got it! We're going to find Sister Vanessa and congratulate her on becoming the Regent, for Grandfather's sake, for the Alliance, for Azeroth's sake! Right? The Night Elf Maiden recounted her mother's nagging words countless times as if she were reciting it.

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

"Woo-la-la-la...... Wow, wow, wow? The little fishman was very reluctant to see her leaving, and finally decided to give her treasure to this new friend.

He took out a piece of parchment paper from his bag, this paper was of the best material, it would not get wet with water, it must be a treasure in his opinion.

"For me?" Istaria was surprised that the fish-man could have any treasures, so she subconsciously took it and took a look.

Hey? She knows the lingua franca of mankind and has lived for a thousand years, and she is not completely ignorant, but because of the environment in which she grew up, she is very dependent on her mother and grandfather.

Take this can be with the legendary paladin Tirio. Ferdin's study document went back and forth, and then at Vanessa's official signature on it, as well as the Cenarion Council mark, and she scratched her head strangely.

How did this stuff end up in the fish-man's hands?

She's a druid, and she doesn't want to learn the ways of a paladin, and she doesn't want to.

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

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