The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

When Arthas and Jaina sneaked into Stratholme without anyone noticing, Arthas, who was riding on the Invincible, suddenly had an idea and grabbed Jaina who was floating in front.

"Give me a moment, Jaina. Why don't we use the magic portal?"

"Wouldn't it be better to just select all the people in the city and take them to an open space around Stratholme to treat them?"

Jaina hurriedly stopped, picked up Arthas and threw him forward with great momentum.

Knowing that he couldn't make too much noise, Wudi caught Arthas steadily with a whoosh without making any loud noise.

"I want to, too! Arthas, but the selected range of the portal needs to be marked by me."

"Don't think I'm great just because I open portals every day. You don't understand the twists and turns of it as well as I do."

"Not long ago, I took time out of my busy schedule to transport nearly 10,000 soldiers. I put in a lot of effort to transport so many people in one go."

With ill intentions, Jaina gently rubbed Arthas's head and explained to him while rubbing.

No wonder Arthas often likes to knock people on the head, it’s really good, and it feels good to rub it.

However, Arthas soon discovered the key problem and it might not be possible to save many people.

"Jaina, but if this happens, the people of Stratholme..."

"Arthas, I've already told you that you're a big fool. Can you please listen to me patiently?"

"That mark can be placed securely only if you and I or our summoned creatures come into contact with other people."

"Otherwise, why do you think I made so many plague antidotes?"

Seeing that Jaina was well prepared, Arthas understood that she must have hidden something else.

This was not part of their original plan.

"Time is urgent, Jaina, we must rescue people immediately, what is going on..."

"Arthas, I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

"Let me show you the moves I just learned. Look up to me!"

"Hurry up, Jaina. I always feel like if I delay any further, I'll regret it."

"I have already taken action, foolish Arthas."

After hearing what Jaina said, Arthas looked around blankly and didn't see anything.

Uh...Jaina, why did you summon Soranos? Just relying on invincibility and Glacial Tide to go with both of us is already very difficult for you.

Jin Hui? Why did you come out? I didn't call you. I figured it out. Could it be that you also have the invincible peak experience card?

But is it really that outrageous? Um... why would you tear up a scroll? There are still nine! What can be stacked?

Wow! Everyone was so fast, they ran so far in a short time, almost a block or two.

"Arthas, get back to work. I can't hold on for much longer in this state."

Before Jaina could finish her words, she turned into a streak of purple-blue lightning and headed for another location in Stratholme.

Like her, Soranos, Invincible and other four mounts had already transformed into four beams of light of different colors, quickly touching or approaching one Stratholme citizen after another.

"Jaina, you did a great job. In that case, then... oh hoo!"

"Arthas, sixty-six seconds left. I can't hold on any longer! Work faster!"

It turned out that Jaina turned into lightning and kicked Arthas away.

"You are wasting my time, wasting the speed and floating scrolls that I have been accumulating for who knows how long. I will get rid of you first even if I die."

"At this moment, we are as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning. Do you understand, Arthas?"

"I have to tear them off before they're even warm enough, wuwuwu... No, I have to go save more people and I can't let their dedication and sacrifice go to waste."

"Don't lose heart, Jaina, I will make it up to you!"

After spinning twice in the air at high speed, Arthas immediately stopped the car and gave a thumbs-up in the direction of Jaina.

He stepped on the wall next to him and turned into a golden arrow, touching two Stratholme citizens who were about to cough in a nearby house.

"Humph! If I catch you slacking off again, I'll tell you."

"Arthas, I will make sure you pay the price and experience Proudmoore's wrath!"

"If you make me angry, I will play your video on loop every day in front of other people..."

"Shh, dear Jaina, don't be angry, it's all my fault, it's time to take action."

"There is no time to explain, beautiful lady. Now let us turn into a gust of wind and save these people who are in distress!"

Arthas skillfully covered Jaina's little mouth with his hands, came quietly and left quietly.

Now I am the King of Storms, the Lord of Thunder, the man like the wind, Arthas Menethil.

It is our unshirkable responsibility to save the suffering fellow citizens of Stratholme, so every second counts!

"Arthas, and others outside the city."

"If you can touch it, touch it. When the time is up, I will teleport everyone."

"Got it, my love. It's my honor to serve you."

In an instant, six figures of different sizes appeared in the city of Stratholme, flashing across the sky like lightning, rushing in different directions, leaving behind afterimages of different colors along the way.

"Infected with the plague...drinking wine, finding joy in misery, I wholeheartedly agree."

Arthas patted the citizens who were celebrating by a bonfire, patted them on the shoulder, and teleported to the next victim.

"Assistant Mayor, I'm a little tired. Do you mind if I use your towel to wipe the sweat off my face?"

Jaina said this as she hurriedly took the towel from the assistant lady beside Mayor Barthilas and rubbed her face hard.

Before leaving, Jaina carefully stuffed the towel back and put a glass of water in the assistant's other hand.

"Huh? Woo!"

He rubbed the head of the cute little girl in front of him with his hands and put the doll belonging to the little girl in her arms.

Afterwards, Solanos lifted the man sleeping on the bed, asked him to hug his daughter, and then turned into a ball of blue light and went to the next location.

“Squeaky, squeaky!”

The galloping golden light crushed the bones that emerged from the ground, and gently touched the angry people it met along the way, then turned into a golden light and rushed to other places.

“Whew~Whew.”

After crashing headfirst into the belly of a huge butcher, Wudi moved several innocent and unfortunate people to a safe place nearby, flapped his wings, and only a black shadow was left there.

"Gurgle...gurgle."

I saw the rapidly rushing glacier torrent, waving its hands and sending out streams of water, lightly touching the citizens who were holding their stomachs with painful expressions on their faces.

"Oh, it's so uncomfortable. My mana has been consumed too much."

"Jaina, I'm giving you some love from Grandpa Faol. Don't give up. Hold on. There are still thirty seconds left."

Arthas flashed back to his lover's side and considerately used the energy replenishment card on Jaina to restore the mana that was constantly being lost from her body.

"I know, but I don't need your help yet..."

After taking a sip of the milk tea handed to her by Arthas, the unyielding Miss Jaina pushed Arthas away and looked at the diner who was eating with a knife and fork next to her.

Arthas, who was pushed away, smiled slightly, paddled with both hands, and swam hard towards a sitting soldier.

"Jaina, what are you doing here?"

"Arthas, I'm here to make some gifts for them."

With only ten seconds left, Arthas and Jaina arrived at a place full of undead at the same time.

"Then let's get started right away."

"I agree, I can't wait!"

……

"I understand... I will do my best to protect my home when the time is right..."

"Well, good-bye, young prince, and good luck to you..."

"What on earth could have occurred to you to do that? There must be some other way."

"Wait, Uther, I'm seeing a vision."

With the reminder and blessing of Alexstrasza, Arthas Menethil realized in an instant that he must lead his people west to Kalimdor.

The golden hammer in his hand was surrounded by the power of holy light (life?), and his gentle and tolerant look seemed to tell others that the prince was trustworthy.

"Holy Light, Arthas, what happened?"

"We have no time to waste!"

After saying this loudly, Arthas Menethil, who understood the future, turned his head.

He stared at Jaina Proudmoore with a determined look.

As if to say, Jaina, you are right.

"Jaina, I need you to go to..."

"Why is this the case? Jaina, let's work together to save them."

"Then don't just stand there and watch! Hurry up and take action! We are still busy spraying the potion!"

"Jaina, I am busy calling upon the power of the earth..."

Before the others below could look in the direction of the sound, there was a loud bang, and the dust raised by the ground briefly obscured their vision.

In the blink of an eye, a rumbling sound was heard, and layers of soil suddenly rose from the moat of Stratholme, and the surrounding four or five-meter-high hills turned into an open plain.

In an instant, the main gate of Stratholme opened wide, and normal people shrouded in blue balls slowly descended from the sky one after another.

The people who did all this were King Arthas, who was trapped in a big pit, and Queen Jaina, who was spraying the antidote in the sky with her four mounts.

After all, both of them were wearing dazzling crowns on their heads, and it could be said that they were no less impressive than the stunned Arthas Menethil.

As for why Arthas did this, it was because the open space on the ground was too small for those people in the sky who were receiving green smoke treatment.

"Arthas (child), how can there be two of you?"

"Holy Light! What happened?"

Facing the questioning looks of the two people in front of him, Arthas Menethil pointed to the sky with one hand and said slowly: "Jaina, there is actually a you in heaven..."

"But, Arthas, when did I have twin sisters? I had no idea."

“Jaina, I have questions too, but let’s ask him first.”

After saying that, Arthas Menethil led the others towards the sweaty King Arthas.

"Can't you see we are rescuing people? Why don't you lend a hand?"

"Jaina and I can't hold on any longer, especially you, Uther. You can't even recognize me?"

"Supreme Holy Light! Please open your eyes and look at your believers. What are they doing?"

"Still standing there like an idiot? Help me!"

Uther and others who were temporarily blind shook their heads helplessly, "You were the one who made things worse first."

"Okay, let me be frank. Just hold them securely and we'll take care of the rest."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...but I can't bear it any longer, Uther, help me up."

Uther, who was out of breath and hadn't even thought about it yet, subconsciously reached out and grabbed Arthas Menethil who was standing next to him.

"Jaina, help me..."

Jaina, who was taking a break from her busy schedule, saw Arthas say this and threw down her staff, hitting Arthas squarely on the head.

I'm almost busy to death, and I ask you to do a little thing. Can't you even finish it?

Arthas, are the crowns on our heads just for show? In less than three minutes, you're already crying out in pain.

I think you are just pretending. Don't try to fool me. Get up and work hard!

"Don't act miserable. I understand everything, Arthas. Do you think..."

"No, my dear wife, I'm fine now, I'll work hard right away!"

With a headache, Arthas could only helplessly increase his control over the earth and grit his teeth to persevere.

In thirty minutes, I am the legendary earth elemental mage. What are you looking at? You have never seen anything like this before...

"Well, unknown paladin, we'll do it."

"In the name of Lordaeron, brothers, follow me to rescue them."

The others who witnessed it all were at a loss as to what to do, so they had to listen to Arthas and go save people first.