The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Chapter 423 Facing the morning light, it is another beautiful day

"Ah! Another beautiful day."

Carrying holy light, wearing a blue robe and silver armor, and with one sword, he flattened the pile of bones in front of him. Facing the rising sun and the morning light it brought, Arthas said so.

In his left hand was a pitch-black rope, and the Death Warhorse, harnessed in an elaborate harness, snorted at an inopportune moment.

It was very dissatisfied with the hole next to it, so it attacked the undead, but almost hit its front hoof... Simply put, it was just venting its anger.

"Invincible, time flies by so fast."

From splitting the Crown of Domination with one sword to leading his men away from the battlefield of Icecrown Glacier without any incident, it is now the second day after the war.

He had been in this world for only three days, and he had done so many great things that he could hardly count them all.

The crisis is resolved, and we will leave after the fight. There will be no minor or major episodes in between.

"In a short time, I eliminated another undead stronghold in Lordaeron."

As soon as he stepped on the stirrup, Arthas swung his magic sword cheerfully, controlling the earth element to fill the hole and said, "Invincible, take me out of here."

Just as he turned over and rode on Invincible, preparing to head to the next location, a female captain with disheveled hair, a crooked hat and red eyes jumped out of the portal.

She used all her strength to hold on to Arthas tightly like a koala, unable to let go.

After much effort and distraction, she finally found Arthas. Now she wanted to slap this horse-riding and sword-slashing coward to death!

Jaina smacked her lips viciously and said mournfully, "Don't run, you irresponsible temporary king!"

"What do you mean by leaving me in the palace?"

After two sentences, her tone changed sadly.

Not only did she not shed a single tear, but she even clenched her teeth... and her voice at this moment was like the roar of a Hedong lion!

"What do you mean by letting me face the 'memorial' they presented to me alone?!"

Grabbing Arthas' collar with both hands, Jaina's red eyes were full of tears: "Go back quickly, I want to make sure the baby is safe!"

"Did you hear me?! If you don't answer me, I will bite you to death right now!"

With a bitter smile, Arthas looked at the cute little blond baby who appeared behind Jaina... He really wanted to say that lies cannot be made without any basis like this.

Carrying a backpack made of soft white cloth, carrying such a big baby who was silently licking a lollipop, she talked to him to make sure the smiling little baby was safe? !

Everyone is very busy... What's more, the other two "guardians" don't want to take care of the kids and went to lock the door and go to sleep... There is no free labor.

Seeing Jaina looking like she was about to cry and Christina chewing a lollipop, Arthas couldn't help but think of the group of people who rejected him one by one.

"Mr. Medivh, I know you are hiding nearby."

“Wow wow~ whoosh!”

"Raven... the last guardian, you... how could you do this?!"

The raven flew away in the cold wind. Arthas was speechless at that time... Why did McGrady not care about his "afterlife"? !

……

"Father, Tanred, we are finally back in Lordaeron."

"To celebrate this honorable moment today, I would like to ask..."

Arthas clearly remembered that yesterday at dusk, Daelin slowly looked across the ruins of Lordaeron, his face with a thick black beard full of sadness.

"No, Arthas."

"The Kul Tiras rescue forces are running around the Alliance."

"As admirals (deputies to the admiral), my father and I urgently need to lead them and do our part for the vast number of suffering fellow Alliance members."

"Lordaeron is yours... dear son-in-law (brother-in-law), we believe in you."

Watching the disappointing temporary queen sending her father, younger brother and mother to reunite with their family, yesterday's Arthas held her back, not letting her take another step.

Of course, there are other reasons as well, due to the busy military situation.

The two of them had to hold their multi-eared pet daughter who had returned, seemed to have gained a little weight, and was wearing several layers of thick clothes. The three of them were a harmonious and beautiful family.

……

"Speaker Antonidas, I would like to borrow some mages from you to help rebuild our homeland."

"Oh? No problem, Arthas."

"Mr. Speaker, I don't want this batch, I want that batch."

In the vast darkness, Arthas looked at the legendary Dalaran mages gathered together with burning passion. They were sworn comrades in life and death!

"Your Majesty of Lordaeron, Dalaran also needs manpower due to a series of problems after the war."

"If you and Her Majesty the Queen have any needs, please wait two days. We need a reasonable plan."

To this old man who was proud of his status, Alsace said at night: "I have money, I will protect all your rights."

"Just help me repair the city, Master, can we..."

"Child, let's rest for a while... Please let us rest for a while!"

"The war is over, and we old men don't have enough energy now..."

"Then, can't you just leave a young man like Ronin to me?"

"Kid, the problem arises again. You may be able to find a way to deal with that batch of potions and scrolls."

With reluctance, Arthas carried his dozing queen on his shoulders at night.

By the way, after giving some instructions to the two true prince adjutants who had just returned to Dalaran for a temporary rest, they returned to the palace with "a group of people".

Isn't it just building a city?! He has always been a professional earth elemental mage!

I took drugs last night and used countless recovery scrolls.

He, Arthas, barely built a "high-rise building" in the ruins of Lordaeron, the Alliance's temporary command center, which was particularly warm.

……

"Kael'thas, perhaps we need to discuss post-war matters."

"Arthas, I'm very busy right now, let's take a break..."

"Your Highness, the Prince of Quel'Thalas, is it that I, Lordaeron, have not contributed enough in the war?!"

"That's not what I meant. It's just Jaina... Your Majesty Proudmoore, I still want to give you a small suggestion."

"According to the reasonable inferences of many magicians, I suggest that you should take some time to train yourself."

"Now, your addiction to magic is not too severe, so there is a chance to quit."

"No, Kael'thas? I don't have any magic at all..."

"I'm sorry, I will go and plead guilty in person tomorrow. I'm busy today... I'm going to hang up now, Your Majesty the King of Lordaeron."

Early this morning, Arthas didn't want to say anything to the neatly dressed "Elegant Queen" next to him.

Eat when you get up, and eat midnight snacks when you take your kids to eat midnight snacks.

Now that I think about it… But it’s not you who’s getting in the way… Okay, okay, without you, I can’t even make a remote video “call”.

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo…

"Stop crying and come back with me~"

Bathed in the morning light that dispelled the cold, Arthas looked down at the suddenly gentle Jaina, and moved his big hand to touch the little head behind her.

Turning into a lollipop to stuff Christina's mouth, Arthas said, "Open the door, let's go home and work."

"Because I have eliminated the undead who dared to invade our territory, it is time for me to go back with you."

After getting an accurate answer, Jaina untied the koala and sat obediently on the saddle with the sugar licker on her back.

The red makeup on her eyes faded away, her fair face flushed slightly, and she leaned behind Arthas with her arms around his waist.

At the same time, Wudi saw a large square wave portal suddenly appear in front of it.

It flapped its two small wings, floated a short distance in the air, and slowly carried the master and mistress and the young lady away from the farm near Stratholme.

Yes, the undead invading the territory that Arthas saw was not in Tirisfal Forest, but near Stratholme in East Wilder.

In order to help the southern coalition forces that were purifying everything with holy fire in Stratholme, he was inspired and helped to pacify a small undead stronghold.

On the other side, the coalition deputies such as Tailan and Bridget also felt something.

Unlike the coalition leaders who were casting holy light around them, they understood that there would be few people who could not miss the light rising into the sky at dawn.

Of course, sometimes it cannot be denied that some people are completely blind, and they may have already gotten used to it.

At the same time, Arthas held the reins and slowly walked towards his "castle".

He had been away from here for too long... In less than two hours, this place was still the same as before he left.

There were three square gray-white floors, and in front of the equally square "city gate", a dwarf was standing there holding the flag of Lordaeron.

Muradin Bronzebeard, thunderous snoring came out of his mouth and nose, but he still stood like a loyal warrior.

As the temporary ambassador of the Alliance, he was still quite sleepy after being busy with some people all night.

Near him, also holding the banner of Lordaeron, was the stereotypical gatekeeper, Uther the Lightbringer.

He looked at the ruins of the city around him, still silent, but he stood guard against the wind.

On the second floor of this house, there is a source of golden holy light, inside which are three beautiful ladies with solemn faces.

Arthas, who was outside the building, didn't know what the three of them were doing, but he knew clearly what the petite Jaina behind him had lost.

There are a bunch of cards. I guess the three of them are playing cards. They might even be using the corresponding character’s voice packs... Why did they play cards when they had nothing to do?

Syndra, Vasya and the Angel, the three of them formed an unbreakable overlord of the second floor.

They are responsible for receiving the other alliance envoys who are visiting here today. As for the first, second, and third floor masters on the third floor, they do not interfere with each other.

As Arthas gazed at his "masterpiece", he turned around and squatted helplessly to see his master's invincibility.

With the cooperation of his beloved horse, Arthas hugged two people at once, sending one big and one small to the ruins.

Walking slowly towards the door with his family, Arthas asked, "Uther, is there something you are not used to?"

"I'm not unaccustomed to it, child."

With an apologetic look on his face, Uther said, "It's just that coming back here in this way, I can't help but feel a little touched."

"For me, time seemed to have stopped..."

"Uther, we are human beings. We must move forward."

"I can't persuade you about this, but don't make me beg you."

With a serious expression, Arthas said, "You only have less than twelve hours left."

"Rather than being forced to leave in the middle of a battle, I think it's better to stay here."

"How about we have a hot pot or a barbecue this afternoon and send you off together?"

With his back to the two foodies, big and small, who will be foodies now and in the future, Arthas extended his right hand to Uther.

As long as it wasn't an abnormal Uther or Muradin, he would always do this, and sincerely treat the people who helped him and send them away.

He has a sincere heart and is always a good disciple... He really is a good disciple, the kind that is provided with food.