The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Because of Terenas and Uther's hesitation, Arthas and Jaina, who had returned to their normal forms, were not rescued, resulting in...

Suddenly, a banging sound was heard, and the five Lordaeron warriors who dared to explore Quel'Thalas only saw a cloud of dust stirred up in front of them, blocking their vision.

"Who are you? What is your intention in disguising yourself as Arthas and Jaina?"

The wind element seemed to have heard Uther's voice, and a breeze blew past, gradually revealing the two genuine guys inside.

"Are you asking who we are? We..."

"My old friends, help me catch these two impostors who suddenly appeared."

Not intending to listen to the nonsense of the female suspect in front of him, Terenas directly ordered his subordinates to start fighting.

Their daughter-in-law wouldn't say such things, their son wouldn't pose like that, and they don't have any weird bear mounts with moving noses.

"That's right, let's interrogate them and find out where they came from."

Uther, who was equally unconvinced, decided to smash it with a hammer first. He would know whether it was a human or a ghost with just one blow.

Which one should I hit first? I think the male undead is very good. When I saw him, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

"If we are to understand the situation in Quel'Thalas, we must first..."

"My elders, please look at what I have in my hands before you talk to me!"

Seeing that the five-man team did not play by the rules, Arthas took out a royal decree from Lordaeron.

If you do this, don't blame me for taking out...

"My son, you and she must hurry up..."

"Sorry, I got the wrong one..."

Upon hearing what the man in assassin costume said in front of him, Arthas quickly took back the royal order and said, "You took the wrong one. Try again."

Unfortunately, before he could take out a new one... he was strangled by two daggers.

This familiar looking rogue! I am the crown prince of Lordaeron... you forced me to do this.

"Undead, you really treat us as good..."

"She and I are both chosen people of Holy Light. Listen to me."

Aren't you guys stupid? Smuggling to Quel'Thalas to get killed, the God's perspective is really... Don't be impulsive.

I brought out the Holy Light, okay? We are all believers of the Holy Light... Hey! The Holy Light will not lie.

Don't look at us with suspicion, or if you force me to do it, even if it's my father from the parallel world, I will...

"Venx, tie them up first and then have a good talk..."

"Roar! (Do you really think I, Soranos, am just a freeloader?)"

A flash of lightning rushed over, and the assassin master Wenx instantly dived into the shadows.

Without waiting for Arthas and Jaina to catch their breath, the blond middle-aged man holding a long sword knocked the Proto-Wombat Ancestor away with one sword.

The white-haired middle-aged lady holding a staff froze Soranos into an ice ball. The ferocious look of the wombat was quite cute.

"You are going too far. This is intolerable."

"In the name of the Holy Light! Jaina, let's go!"

"Stop it, you guys shouldn't be fake."

As Terenas said this, Arthas and Jaina, who were running towards him with weapons in hand and covered in special effects, stopped immediately.

The paladin crashed into the bear's waist, and the mage crashed into the paladin's strong back.

"Dear Jaina, are you okay?"

"Roar."

"Chong, wei. (Can you get up?)"

There was a gleam in the eyes of Arthas and Soranos, and they hugged each other... Arthas hugged Jaina with his backhand, and Soranos caught Arthas with his backhand.

At the same time, the two horses and one element in invisible state tried their best to prevent Soranos' huge body from falling. Because they took action, their true identities gradually began to be revealed in the eyes of others.

"I'm fine, please be aware of the situation."

Noticing the flashes in the eyes of the five people around her... Jaina immediately stood up, pulled Arthas up and supported him.

With the departure of its two masters, Soranos, with the help of its friends, lay still and used its meat as a cushion so that its three hard-working friends could rest.

"You guys have been making a fuss for so long, can we talk properly now?"

"Strange adventurer, what is your purpose in dressing up as Arthas and Jaina?"

"If it weren't for the royal decree you just took out that had my handwriting and the seal of the Lordaeron royal family on it."

Except for Terenas, the other four turned their heads away, pretending not to know that the two crown princes had such a hobby.

"It's really hard for us to believe that it was my child who sent you here to protect me."

"Your behavior is really... a little funny. If you two were dwarfs, we might actually believe it."

"Jaina... open the door and find a random place to send them."

Arthas, who was doubting his life, looked at the shield in his hand. The reflection on the shield didn’t look so... like a dwarf at all.

He waved to Jaina beside him and said this in a cold voice.

"My children, I was only joking...I thought you liked this."

He glanced at the cold Northrend wind whistling out of the nearby portal and quickly explained.

It is indeed my biological child, but it is not my biological child... Fortunately, I have another secret codeword for myself.

That’s right, the letter that Arthas took out before was written by another Terenas under the coercion of Arthas when he was king.

Considering the two kids' constant provocations on his nerves, the other Terenas made a codeword that only he understood.

I want to tell my other self, are you worthy of Lianne? What have you handed over? I just want to ask if you feel heartbroken.

But Terenas in this world happened to see the code that he had written, and this misunderstanding happened.

"I didn't expect you to come to rescue us, Terenas."

"Oh! Sorry, I forgot about you, Uther, and..."

Seeing an old acquaintance appear again, Arthas, with an expressionless face, grabbed Jaina who was trying to escape.

As Muradin talked endlessly about his wonderful adventure, the two looked at each other affectionately and sighed at the same time.

[Main mission: Escort the five-member team from Lordaeron to a safe area]

[Main mission changed: Send the alliance army to another of your ships crossing the west. The relevant movement coordinates have been sent to the subsystem.]

[Tip: The Alliance troops in this area include the surviving Sylvanas. They are surrounded by the Scourge. Please be careful.]

After looking at the task changes, Arthas silently took a screenshot and sent it out.

[Hard Fist: So, when you told me privately before that you had time, you meant to take time out to rescue Muradin alone? ]

[Headstrong: Yes, I did a good job, Arthas. Proud.jpg]

【My fist is hard: Why didn’t you inform me... You did a good job, but I didn’t...】

[Headstrong: Don’t you think that…]

[My fist is hard: Stop talking. Take me with you secretly next time. Pay attention to the mission changes.]

[Headstrong: Great! Q version of Muradin.jpg]

While Arthas and Jaina were discussing the mission in the private chat channel, Uther came over and patted Arthas on the shoulder.

With blazing eyes, Arthas turned his head and stared at Uther. Seeing that he wanted to speak, he pretended to be a good listener and let his words go in one ear and out the other.

"Arthas, Jaina, these three are Vinx..."

After Uther's brief introduction, Arthas and Jaina learned the names of three other legendary professionals.

On the left is the Royal Guard Captain Shuya Huoser, in the middle is the Royal Assassin Master Venx Thunderstorm, and on the right is the Royal Mage Mentor Anmei Bingli.

I don’t seem to remember you three... big shots. According to Jaina, you are here to die with your father?

When I heard your name, I felt that it was not a name that an ordinary person could have. Look at what it carries.

Arthur, Merry, is there something sneaking in? Master assassin in the middle, can you change a few letters in your name to form Morgan or Mordred... Pendragon is also fine!

As for the rest... I feel so tired, I just want to hide in the hut and fiddle with Jaina's pouty face.

I thought of a way to vent my anger. I don't want you guys as a burden anymore. Go find another me to play with.

I want to save you, and I want to save the survivors as well... World Rider... I can't bear to let you lose your father.

I will also let Jaina beat you up. I can't be the only one to bear the dark history. You have to stand up!

[Jiang Shangjiu: How about sending them away first? When we encounter the so-called undead army, how about we find the survivors and send them away directly? That way, we can fully utilize the mobility of the two-person operation.]

[Yun Jian Yue: Xiao Jiujiu, please watch me carefully. It's just a small matter.]

[Jiangshangjiu: Yueyue, after finishing my work, I have a gift for you. Mysterious.jpg]

[Yun Jianyue: Let me borrow your words... Just wait and see! Proudmoore Express, mission accomplished. Looking forward to it.jpg]

In the peaceful and lively atmosphere around them, Arthas and Jaina summoned the Lich King suit and activated it immediately.

Arthas used a sword to block the movement of the lower bodies of the others. Under the shocked and puzzled gazes of the others, a huge portal opened by Jaina appeared under their feet.

Amidst the wailing and cursing, Arthas and Jaina not only revealed evil smiles, but also laughed in cold voices, scaring the four mounts next to them so much that they quickly huddled together for warmth.

Without waiting for the people inside to pull them down with them, Jaina grabbed Arthas and the four mounts that were huddled together and retreated a long way.

"Jaina, how long do we have until we get to Kalimdor?"

"According to our Kul Tiras sea chart, we are now in the center of the Endless Sea, quite far from the landing point."

"Although our sea charts do not indicate the location of Kalimdor, the library of Dalaran contains some records of the high elves. If we go west, we will eventually reach the ancient continent of Kalimdor."

“What’s more, Dalaran also has books recording visitors from other lands.

"So, Arthas, there should be no problem with our direction."

Jaina Proudmoore, who was looking at the sea with Arthas Menethil, took out the nautical chart, looked at it carefully for a while, and after determining the location, she told her prince the relevant news.

"Well, I wonder if Father and Uther and the others..."

Whoever was mentioned would arrive immediately. A group of dwarves and five humans, desperately holding on to ice blocks on their lower bodies, fell from the sky. The landing point was exactly the fleet that was crossing to Kalimdor to the west.

However, after they saw everything around them, most people felt very confused.

Aren't we going to be killed by the evildoers? How did we end up in the sea?

Well... the ice that bound us melted and helped us land safely.

So, those two seemingly evil Prince Arthas and Princess Jaina are good people? We misjudged them.

Benefactor, please accept my... bow. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. We will repay you.

"Father, aren't you going to Quel'Thalas..."

"My child, I have something to give you."

Terenas sighed, looked at the stone in his hand and the previous information in his mind with complicated eyes, and interrupted his son.

As the saying goes, now that we are here, we might as well make the best of it. Let's go to Kalimdor together.

"According to my daughter-in-law, you must hold on and face everything bravely."

"Uncle Terenas, could it be that Arthas..."

"Don't worry, Jaina."

"With me here, Arthas won't dare to do anything to you. Take a good look at this... You can't avoid it."

"All your doubts are in there, just relax, we will be with you through it all."

Terenas, who was comforting Jaina, suddenly waved his hand, and a curtain of light appeared in his hand.

"It's all our fault. We provoked the wrong people... Only the four of us could see and hear it. Don't worry... Let's go inside and take a look."

Uther, who received the king's signal, stood behind his proudest student and took Arthas Menethil to a secluded cabin.

"Behold your fate, Arthas Menethil."

As the opening words of the image sounded, the wonderful fate of the Prince of Lordaeron from another world appeared in the eyes of the four people.

"Your father ruled this land for seventy years, and you destroyed it in just a few days."

"Very impressive, Uther."

"No... um..."

"Give me the jar, and I promise you'll die a quick death."