Liking or disliking a person or a place is sometimes a matter of a moment, and although it can change the impression over time, the first impression is important.

I don't know why, I just don't like this place called Ambermere, I think I've passed through that fork in the road quite a few times, and I know that this place is where the magician of Dalaran rented Gilneth, and I don't wonder what the situation of this place is now.

And every time I pass by here, I always feel like I'm going to go back, and I really hate going back. Very, very nasty!

So when I saw the sign on the side of the road indicating Ambermere, I asked James if he knew what it was, and he only told me that it seemed to be deserted now, and that it had taken several days since we left, and he said that the scope of his activities would never reach such a place, that they werewolves had their own sphere of influence, and that their tribe's sphere of influence was at the junction of Lordaeron and Gilneth.

Speaking of which, I asked him if he knew of an undead named Sade, and he said he didn't, but he said that there was a ghost in the Silver Pines Forest, who was originally only in the border, around the lake, but then went deep into Gilneth for a while. He said that the guy was a legend, but then he suddenly disappeared somehow, and it was precisely because of his disappearance that the wolves in the forest dared to roam around unscrupulously.

He said that when he was injured by me, he thought he had met that guy, and he was very glad that I let him go, and of course he was really happy when he found out who I was.

I was going to take him to Nanhai Town, and I promised to send him to Nanhai Town and help him settle in. But when I passed Ambermere, I found that the traces on the ground were new, which means that there were people passing by here, and there were quite a few people, and the direction of the tracks should be towards Ambermere.

I can remember when I passed through here before, and further on to the realm of Hillsbrad, where the rich land that once belonged to the kingdom of Alterac was now almost borderland.

Kindness...... In fact, it can't be called Borderland, some of the lords here should still have a firm grip on the most fertile arable land and fruitful orchards, and the pastures here are really rich, except for the very small undulating places that I don't know if they should be called hills. Therefore, it is rich in grain, fruits and vegetables, milk eggs and many agricultural products.

I had visited Hillsbradshire when I was in Lordaeron before, and I had a lot of historical ties to this place. For Jaime, I think it's more reliable to entrust him to a place like this, as long as he's not lazy and can live, even if his leg is a little lame.

But this idea of mine was rejected by him, he did not want to stay here, he wanted to find a place that was more stable and harmonious than here. I also hit him, saying that the kind of place he said only existed in stories, and he said that he didn't want to stay here even in the story, that it was too close to Gilness, and that in case something happened here, there was no place to hide, and he wanted to stay away from Gilness.

Speaking of this question, I'm also a little curious, this place is indeed not very far from the werewolf's sphere of influence, and such a rich place has not been ravaged by werewolves...... It's really a little weird.

So, when I finally came across the living village, I stole some sheets and stuff, first to cover my horse. My horse doesn't have eyeballs, but that doesn't affect his ability to see the road and people, and covering his head will save him the most trouble. And the horse's legs ...... All I can say is that I did my best!

And the most important thing is that this guy does have to get dressed.

Ha! The other day I wanted to find him some fabric or clothes to cover his shame, but I really can't find this thing in the wild. And it is really difficult to make an apron for him out of leaves, there are not such large leaves and there are not enough tough and dense branches. And the prey I have caught in the past few days is really not much, except for the birds that can hit the tooth sacrifice, the only rabbit to peel off the skin is not enough to even have a pants, of course, if it is just to cover that place, it is more than enough, but the ass can't cover it.

Although these places are rich in water and grass, and although the land is fertile, when I come to the farmers' homes, I find that they are not doing well at all. Originally, I thought that I would steal two pieces of clothing casually, but after entering their home, I found that there were so many families that were stronger than James in that they only had a piece of clothing on their bodies, and a place to sleep so that they would not be bedridden by the sky.

As for their production tools...... I really am...... Have pity on them! You have the tools to create wealth, but you still can't get rich.

So I decided to go to the house of the man in the village who had better built houses, and after killing their dog, I managed to steal a few clothes, and I carried the dead dog and left the village quickly.

Although I had expected to spend money when I arrived in the human world, I did not choose to go in and steal it. Although this family has a stronger house than other families in the village, a large yard and a dog feed, there are bigger landlords above this landlord, so they will not continue to plague them.

He was really like a beggar when he put on his clothes again, he hadn't cut his hair for a long, long time, and the other day he didn't cut off his hair because he was afraid that he would be shy, although he sat on the horse like a wild man or a monster, but at least the long hair covered his face or back.

Now after putting on his clothes, he has to trim his hair. And the best way to cut the hair that has become a lock is to cut it short, but here comes the problem again......

I'm really glad I didn't dress him directly but cut his hair, and his head is a nest of lice! I used a dagger to cut off his hair, and I wanted to trim it, but after a few cuts, his hairstyle was really unsightly, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a dog gnawing it.

I glanced at the dog on the ground smiling, and he looked at me inexplicably.

And even with my short hair, there were so many lice under my hair that I felt so bad that I even told him that if you don't bear with it, I'll burn it to you with fire! After he said that he might burn his scalp, I shaved his hair little by little with a dagger.

Of course, my dagger is not that sharp, and it is normal for me to scratch my scalp. However, after shaving his head, he stood in place and shivered a few times, meaning that he wanted to shake off all the lice. But he really didn't get used to looking at him without hair and bald head. And his body hair was very luxuriant, and I squinted at him, frowning at the lush black spot beneath him.

Forget it! If there are lice there...... Alas! I can't help him! Unless you set it on fire!

After throwing the clothes to him, I said that you can go and wash the river later, and it may be better to wash it. He shook his head and said that he would not wash it, and if he did not wash it, it would not be so itchy. I nodded helplessly, but if I want to go to Nanhai Town, I still have to be a little decent, and I don't think it's good to pretend to be a beggar.

The defenses outside Nanhai Town have been raised two steps more than before, and there are more guards, but this is only to detect the enemy a little earlier and buy the people in the city about two more hours to escape.

He was still sitting on his horse, and although he wanted to come down and walk, I insisted that he ride his horse, and it was from his mouth that I knew that I was an old man, and that he did not ride because he was afraid that others would make irresponsible comments about him. I said it's okay, if it gets to a crowded place, the horse will probably have to be released.

Don't say it, James has really developed feelings for this horse these days, and I'm a little reluctant to release him. But there is no way, continue to walk into the city this horse is a scourge, no horse can be such a shape, even if there is no good people to come up to find fault with the patrol in the city is estimated to come up and ask, not to mention that the one sitting right away is really dirty and smelly.

I found him a branch and cut it off and made a cane, his legs were much better, but he couldn't walk fast.

In James's reluctance, this horse was released by me, but as an undead war horse, and it is a large creature of this shape, the probability of being found in the wild will be very high, and once it is found, there are only two ends to this horse, one is to be killed on the spot, or it is taken home and sold at a high price.

He wouldn't let me hold him, he thought it was inappropriate, how could an old man help a young man, I laughed at him and said that the ash on his face didn't tell that he was a young man. We were not hindered from entering the city, but we had not gone far before someone approached us.

Those people don't say whether there is any meat on their faces, the way they walk, their open collars, and the eyes that look at people, as long as they are not fools, they can see at a glance that those goods are not good people.

"Where did it come from?" A thin man next to the man in the middle spoke, and this opening was like a dog's leg.

"North." I say.

"North?" The man squinted his eyes and raised an eyebrow at me, "I think you're from Gilneth!" ”

I chuckled in my heart, I felt bad.

"Of course not." I say. "We did come from the north."

The group was staring at me, but the thin man turned his gaze to James beside me, "He ......" he reached out and grabbed him, "Do you have identification?" ”

"What identification?" I frowned.

"If you don't have identification, don't blame us for being rude." His two thin lips were pursed, and this was a real villain.

"Really?" I smiled. "Are you trying to blackmail me?"