It wasn't until the moon hung high that the scarred Jabbar returned to Agamande's manor. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Abdul-Jabbar, why did you come back? The Baron has sent people to urge him many times! Ibi at the gate of the manor complained loudly.

Jordan Ibi, a World War II veteran who has long since retired and returned home, now works as a night watchman at Agamande Manor, one of the few people Abdul-Jabbar knows in the entire estate.

"Something went wrong on the way!" Abdul-Jabbar said in a somewhat dejected voice, ignoring Ibi and walking straight towards the castle.

Knock lightly on the castle door, and in just a moment's time, the gate is opened.

Baron Agamande's angry face immediately appeared behind the door.

"Five hours, for a bag of cigarettes, I waited you for a full five hours!"

The baron yelled angrily at Jabbar, "Jabbar, you have disappointed me so much! ”

"I'm sorry, my lord, but I encountered a little thing on the way!" Abdul-Jabbar wearily handed the cigarette in his hand to Baron Agamandel, then turned and tried to leave.

"Wait, Abdul-Jabbar!" Baron Agamande abruptly stopped Jabbar from leaving, and his tone changed from anger to surprise at the same time: "Are you injured? ”

In the moonlight, the baron noticed that there were several extra cuts on the linen coat on Jabbar's body, and through these cuts, it could be seen that the elf's legs were already a little blurred with flesh and blood.

"It's just a little thing on the way......," Abdul-Jabbar replied, still calm.

Baron Agamande glanced at Abdul-Jabbar apologetically: "I'm sorry, Abdul-Jabbar, I just said something a little heavy......"

"It's alright, sir, can I go?" Abdul-Jabbar's tone of voice remained the same.

"Absolutely!" Baron Agamand nodded first, and then immediately shook his head: "No, wait a minute! ”

He proposed, "I know a pastor friend from Lordaeron, why don't I ask him to send someone to see you tomorrow?" ”

"No need, sir!"

"How can you not use it, I see that your injuries are very serious, Abdul-Jabbar, you must let the priest take a look at it to rest assured!" Baron Agamand waved his arms and said in a loud voice.

Seeing that the baron was so persistent, Jabbar finally had to nod: "Yes, sir!" ”

……

Abdul-Jabbar only felt that he was so tired that he didn't even want to say a word.

A few hours earlier, like a madman, he had inquired about the Great Chief at the gates of Lordaeron, only to find a depressing ending.

Not only the Great Chief, but the entire Orcs of Lordaeron were devastated, and most of the Orcs died under the Alliance's army, except for a handful of orcs who fled into the Alterac Mountains.

In other words, Drektar, Sarufar, and Sora may all be dead......

In the entire territory of Lordaeron, perhaps only he, the last orc, remains......

Jabbar rushed to the city of Lordaeron like madness, he wanted to kill the prince named Arthas and avenge the Great Chief! Then he was stopped by the guards at the city gate.

The guards warned Jabbar that if he wanted to enter the city, he had to come up with a special entry and exit paperwork, and that Jabbar was impossible to get out of a disguised elf.

In fact, if it weren't for the appearance of the Jabbar elves that made the guards not want to cause trouble, I am afraid that they would have been imprisoned long ago.

Dejected, Abdul-Jabbar walked towards Agamandel Manor in confusion. I don't know how many falls I had along the way, my clothes became tattered, and my body was full of scars.

Just as Abdul-Jabbar was about to leave the farm and return to his manor, he suddenly heard Ibi shouting at the door, "Lord Baron, a guest is coming!" ”

"Who could be here at such a late hour?" Jabbar only heard Baron Agamande mutter, and then said calmly, "Bring him in!" ”

A middle-aged man in a black cloak walked to the castle behind the night watchman Epi.

Abdul-Jabbar glanced at him curiously, and suddenly noticed a black-tailed white cat lying on his shoulder! The cat's sharp eyes glared at Jabbar fiercely, and Jabbar felt a little hairy in his heart.

However, the middle-aged man did not look at Abdul-Jabbar, but walked straight to the castle.

"Dear Baron, I am a mage from Kenrito, and I was going to Lordaeron to deal with some business, but Clinker was delayed by an accident and was trapped in the night. I can't thank you enough if you can provide me with a place to stand for a night's rest! ”

The mage's tone was very polite, but Baron Agamand frowned slightly, he was a small nobleman, and he didn't want to deal with these mysterious figures of Kenrito.

Abdul-Jabbar, who heard this conversation on the side, suddenly had an idea in his heart!

This mage said he was going to Lordaeron, then he must have the paperwork to enter Lordaeron, so if I ......

But this is a mage, and he could see through my disguise?

However, the mage is very vulnerable after being close, and at such a close distance, even if it is discovered, I can use the dagger on my waist to strike first!

Abdul-Jabbar finally made a decision, and he stopped.

And Baron Agamande, in the end, agreed to the mage's request: "Venerable mage, if you don't mind, you can go to an empty farm in the northwest of the castle to rest...... Of course, there must be some snubbing you in a hurry! ”

Agamander didn't dare to offend the mage, because he was worried about what would happen if he angered the mage and the other party burned his entire farm with a fire spell!

Fortunately, the mage is still very talkative: "It's okay, just let me rest for one night!" ”

The baron breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the night watchman Ibi: "Ibi, you send him ......"

"Leave it to me, sir!" Jabbar's voice suddenly sounded from behind the mage: "That farm is very close to where I live, just on the way!" ”

"Well, I'm sorry for you, Abdul-Jabbar!" Baron Agamand nodded.

Only then did the mage notice the strange High Elf of Jabbar, and a strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes.

But he didn't say much, but calmly followed behind Abdul-Jabbar.