New Order of Azeroth

The restoration of Lordaeron gave him a golden opportunity. As a veteran nobleman, Wilton Barov still had quite a lot of means and connections. From the soldiers of the Seventh Legion who returned from the expedition, he obtained a man who followed the legendary Paladin. Leo Fording’s study quota.

He has no intention of becoming a Paladin, nor does he have the ability.

He was going to take out this certificate at the restoration ceremony and ask Lordaeron and Tirion Fordring to help him restore his family's homeland.

Making demands in such a public place was obviously ill-intentioned, but he couldn't care less. Taking back the family castle and enjoying the glory and wealth were the most important things, and other things were of no importance.

In order to obtain this certification document from the Seventh Legion, he spent a lot of money. After getting the news that Calia was about to be crowned, he immediately rushed to Lordaeron with two hundred soldiers.

He was too impatient and lost the calmness he should have had. He did not expect that his mercenaries would betray him to the undead army.

Not long after leaving Icewind Post, Wilton Barov was ambushed. The undead from Andorhal were in the west, and the undead from Scholomance Academy were in the east. Both sides attacked together. Before Wilton Barov's dream even started, The declaration was shattered.

The last scene he saw was Alex Barov, the former head of the Barov family who had now become undead, piercing his chest with a sharp long sword.

His body fell into the dirt, blood sprayed everywhere. The last image received in his eyes was that his luggage fell into the water, and the documents that proved his high hopes for his return to wealth were also floating along the river. downstream.

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"Quack? Blah blah blah..." On the fifth hour after Wilton Barov was attacked, several little fishmen picked up a fairly tightly wrapped luggage by the river.

They were all little fishmen, naturally timid. Seeing such an unknown object floating over, they all shrank back in fear. Only one little fishman had the courage to pick up his luggage. Unfortunately, his intelligence was too low and he didn't know how to open it. This thing.

Murlocs all have a certain tenacity, or in other words, they have a toughness. The harder they can't open themselves up, the less likely they will give up.

With the help of teeth and shells, he finally opened the bag and took out a lot of strange things.

To the fishman, these are his treasures, but he doesn't know how to use them or what they are used for.

I wanted to ask Elder Cookie, the wise man in the clan, but Elder Cookie was too busy and could not find anyone.

Worried about being stolen by his tribe, he would sit on the beach every night holding a lot of things and study them.

"Mother, look, it's a fish-man, it's a fish-man! It looks like it's fun!" A crisp voice sounded not far away. The little fish-man couldn't understand what the other person said, so he could only hurriedly collect his arms and legs. Baby, then hide in the grass on the side.

The wise and powerful King Gulu Gulu once had a clear instruction: because the little fish people lack the ability to protect themselves, they should hide in the grass immediately when encountering enemies! After a period of training, the little fish people are now very familiar with this set of procedures.

Little did he know that his actions were very funny, and the way he looked around hiding in the grass was even more silly and cute.

All animals, including intelligent beings, are fun when they are young, and the little fishman is the best among them. His eyes are clean, his voice is clear, and his cowardly look is very lethal to female intelligent beings.

"Mother, come and see, come on!" A cheerful voice sounded from the side of the little fish man. He looked up and said, "Oh my god!" This enemy is too close to him. Does he still have time to escape?

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

The owner of the cheerful voice didn't care so much. She even dragged the mother she was talking about, and the two of them watched the little fishman together.

"Istaria is just a savage fishman. There is nothing to see. We have to rush on our way. We have already lost a lot of time. If we can't reach Lordaeron in time, your grandfather will definitely be angry. ." The female night elf with a sinister look on her eyebrows just glanced at it casually, and then felt that the fish man had insulted her eyes with disgust on her face.

She wanted to leave, but she couldn't resist her daughter's various pleas. Her daughter was already over a thousand years old, but her behavior and mentality were still like a child. As the daughter-in-law of Fandral Staghelm, Lyana was also under great pressure within the clan. This time, they used means to squeeze out the Elise Star Chaser who was originally coming, so they might not be looking for foreign aid in Lordaeron.

However, her daughter didn't understand her good intentions at all. She loved her daughter so much that she could only agree to let her daughter play with the fishman for a while.

"Wow, wow, wow!" The little fishman was thrown into the air, so frightened that the fish almost vomited out its gallbladder.

He was really scared at first, but as he played with it, he also saw that Istaria had no ill intentions, and the heartless little fish man forgot his initial worries and started playing along.

Lift it high, then throw it into the sky, and then catch it again, or Istaria turns into a dolphin and swims with the fishman by the river. The two simple-minded guys play by the river all night long.

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

"Okay, I know, I know! We are going to find sister Vanessa and congratulate her on becoming that regent. This is for my grandfather, for the alliance, and for Azeroth! Right?" The night elf girl It was like an endorsement, repeating what my mother had said countless times.

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

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.." The little fish man was very reluctant to see her leaving, and finally decided to give his treasure to this new friend.

He took out a piece of parchment from his luggage. UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net This paper was made of the best material and would not get wet even if it got wet. It must be a treasure in his opinion.

"Give it to me?" Istaria was surprised that the fish man could have any other treasures, so she subconsciously took it to take a look.

Huh? She knows the common language of mankind and has lived for a thousand years. She is not completely ignorant. It is just because of the environment in which she lived since childhood that she was very dependent on her mother and grandfather.

After reading the document proving that she could study with the legendary paladin Tirion Fordring, and then looking at Vanessa's official signature and the mark of the Cenarion Circle on it, she scratched her head in wonder.

How could this thing be in the hands of a fishman?

She is a druid, and she does not know how to learn the ways of a paladin, nor does she want to.

However, she knew that this opportunity was very precious. She had no use for it, but it could be used by others, such as the fishman friend in front of her. This opportunity would change his life.

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