In the splendid palace of Lordaeron, young Galia Minethil sat at her father's desk, intently reading the notes, and two court mages were by her side, giving as much guidance as they could. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Your Royal Highness, Lord Gavinrad asks to see you!" A maid walked in and reported to Galia.

"Let him in!" Jialia hurriedly put down the quill pen in her hand.

Gavinrad Doom entered the court, and the paladin, despite being over forty years old, still had no blemishes in his handsome and straight figure.

"Your Royal Highness!" He gave a deep knightly salute to Jialia and said respectfully.

"No need to be polite, Lord Gavinrad!" Jialia hurriedly replied.

In fact, deep down, she hoped that these knights would treat her as an innocent and lively princess of Lordaeron, rather than a high-ranking princess......

"I want to see His Royal Highness......" Gavinrad said, standing up.

"Father, he ......" Jialia's face was a little unsightly, and she stopped talking.

"What's the matter, Gavin Rad!" An old voice came from the back room, and King Terenus stepped out.

The king was still wearing half a pajamas, his eyes were misty, his hair was paler than a month ago, his face was even more ugly, and he even trembled when he walked!

"Our Silver Hand, with Kenrito's help, has launched a careful search for almost the entire Lordaeron region......" Gavinrad said slowly, "As a result, the whereabouts of Mills the Kingkiller have not been found......"

There was silence.

Then a loud bang was heard, and a silver goblet was smashed to the ground by the king!

"Rubbish!" He shouted angrily.

"You have a full five thousand soldiers, and you have been busy for more than a month, but you can't even catch a traitor, do you say you are a waste!" Only the hysterical voice of King Terenus could be heard throughout the palace.

Gavinrad's face was a little ugly, but he couldn't tell what he was.

"Father!" Galia walked over and grabbed the king's hand, trying to comfort him.

"Get out of here!" King Terenus pushed his daughter away, and in his rage he was extremely angry.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, accept the reality!" A calm voice entered the palace.

Both Galia and Gavinrad breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Uther, the Lightbringer, who was the only one who could enter the palace without being informed, and the only one who could persuade King Terenus a word or two in this case.

"Accept this fact, Your Majesty, the monarch killer has run away!" Uther sighed and replied, "Maybe it's Quel'Thalas, maybe it's in Stormwind, maybe it's out of human territory...... All in all, he's run away! ”

King Terenus sighed and sat down on his throne, his face only disappointed, he knew that Uther was telling the truth...... The monarch killer has not been found for more than a month, and the only possibility is that he has escaped!

Uther continued: "There is no point in continuing to hunt him down throughout the territory of Lordaeron, on the contrary, we need to consume a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, so I hope that the ...... can be canceled"

"I'll leave it to you, Uther!" King Terenus shook his head dejectedly and returned to his room.

……

In the past month or so since the undead invasion was repulsed, the town has begun to gradually return to its former prosperity.

A large number of former refugees have returned to their homeland, as well as many poor people from other parts of the country, who are building new homes together.

I am afraid that it will not be long before new human towns will be erected.

There is a swamp on the west side of Andorhar that is dangerous, and even in the past, few people approached it, let alone now!

In the middle of the night, in the light of the moon, a large whirlpool suddenly appeared in the swamp, and a black monster crawled out of it.

Jabbar crawled out of his hiding place, covered in disgusting mud.

He spent an unknown amount of time in the swamp, knowing full well that the Alliance's troops would search for his whereabouts, and that without the orb, he would not be able to hide himself...... So the best way is to avoid the limelight first!

As a self-conscious undead, he doesn't need to breathe, he doesn't need food, so he can survive even in the harshest swamp underground.

Now that I've been hiding for so long, I think it's a lot safer!

A dull cry came from the bottom of the swamp, and Jabbar frowned, stretched out his hand and plunged into the swamp, stirring it up for a long time, pulling out a black thing.

A ghoul, very short, almost half the height of Abdul-Jabbar.

Like himself, the ghoul was the creation of the disgusting group of necromancers, and unfortunately, after the death of its owner, instead of leaving behind its own consciousness, it became as intelligent as a three-year-old human child.

A group of human farmers chased the ghoul to the vicinity of the swamp, causing it to run in a panic and be swallowed by the swamp.

The humans thought the ghoul was dead and left happily...... Jabbar rescued it and stayed at the bottom of the swamp.

"Timmy, Timmy!" The ghoul let out a cheerful bark around Jabbar, like a well-behaved puppy.

"Timmy, is that your name?" Abdul-Jabbar asked softly.

The ghoul nodded hurriedly.

"Let's go!" Abdul-Jabbar waved his hand: "We may be at the end of our fate!" ”

The ghoul let out a wail, and some of them looked at Abdul-Jabbar reluctantly, refusing to leave.

Jabbar knew very well that such a naïve ghoul would definitely not survive for a few days if he walked alone in human territory......

"Then come with me!" Abdul-Jabbar stood up.

Ghoul Timmy hurriedly followed behind him, very closely.

"Wang! Woof! Woof! A barking broke the silence of the night, a big yellow dog, which had appeared here for some reason.

Abdul-Jabbar hurriedly picked up his rusty axe, he knew he couldn't let the dog's barking attract nearby humans, or it would be bad!

A black figure flashed, and the ghoul Timmy jumped directly behind the yellow dog, biting its throat in one bite.

Picking up the big yellow dog, it walked enthusiastically towards Jabbar, as if asking for credit.

"Well done, Timmy!" A smile tugged at the corner of Jabbar's mouth, and he threw the dog's body into the swamp, not wanting to leave too many traces.

Then, Jabbar hit the road, and his destination was Dunhold Castle.

Because he remembered the words of the human named Mills from before.

"There's a prisoner named Thrall in Dunhold Castle, this one must be killed, this is one of the few orcs with brains!"

Let's hope he's telling the truth!