The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Near Proudmoore Fortress, Arthas, who was suppressing his desire to caress his daughter, stared at her without distraction.

There was no way to distract himself, as he could only see Christina walking in front of him, with a lot of things on her.

If he didn't possess strength far beyond that of an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to lift these things at all.

"Father, Christina wants to eat."

Christina, holding a moose doll, looked back at Arthas and asked him softly for it.

Just now she saw a little girl who was a head taller than her eating, and she suddenly felt greedy.

It's all because of your competitive spirit... Do you have no respect for the former ancient god? You have completely integrated into the child segment, right?

"My dear, eating too much sugar will cause cavities."

"But I am blessed by the Holy Light, Christina won't get cavities!"

Having said that, Christina threw a ball of holy light at Arthas.

If you don't give me food, I will ask you to eat holy light.

"But Dad is also protected by the Holy Light. Your Holy Light cannot hurt me at all."

Summoning a bubble of holy light, Arthas caught the troublemaker and threw her onto the Glacial Tide next to him.

As a member of the Proudmoore family, one should cultivate feelings for the water element from an early age and become a triple-magician as powerful as Jaina.

Forget about her becoming a Paladin like me, but wouldn't it be better for my daughter to become a priest? I thought...

"Brother, take the things."

While Arthas was imagining the future, Vasya came over with a stick and two boxes of fruit.

He handed it to his greedy niece, making her smile happily.

A box of fruit increased the weight Arthas had to carry, so as to train his willpower and load-bearing capacity.

As a green dragon who stays in the Emerald Dream all year round and has dealt with druids for so long, she decided to send some fruits and vegetables.

As for jewelry and other things, Arthas is so rich, richer than her dragon, so there is no need to give him any.

A paladin who carries a lot of wine and food with him can't be unable to carry even a little fruit.

"Son, this is what I prepared for my in-laws. You must memorize it well."

As Arthas tried to snatch his daughter, Syndra approached him carrying two sacks of raw meat.

Pulling away Arthas, who was not a qualified father, added a little more burden to him.

As a qualified blue dragon, she is weak and vulnerable, so of course she has to bear the weight of the earth as a qualified black dragon's godson and deeply experience the power of the earth.

Besides, they are giant dragons, and this little bit of meat is not enough to fill the teeth of the main body, it is just a snack.

In a word, they can eat as much as they buy, as long as the cook doesn't feel tired.

"Dear Prince, this is the dress I bought for my baby daughter."

"I've measured the size, and it's a perfect fit. He shouldn't be short of clothes until he's six."

Holding a pile of little girls' clothes, Jaina strode to Arthas and piled the clothes on him one by one.

The weight may not have increased much, but the height has definitely increased a lot.

As an excellent wife, Gianna has already planned Christina's plans for the next three years.

As for clothes, the more the better! At least the closet should be full.

By the time she went to bed at night, she had already decided what kind of baby she wanted to hold in her arms.

She has worked so hard for this family, what's wrong with asking Arthas to provide some support?

"If the roles were reversed, I would let you experience what true love is."

At this moment, Arthas muttered, closed his eyes and felt his surroundings.

There is a Hedong Lion next to me, so I can’t talk nonsense. I can’t take it anymore, so I should go home.

Next to Arthas, a pair of mounts and two war horses were looking resentfully at the Glacial Frenzy that was carrying only a cannibal girl.

We are all brothers and sisters. Why do you have it easy while we do the hard work? We are not coolies.

These three mounts, like Arthas, carry a lot of things and they share the same feelings as Arthas.

Master, don’t cry, we are here to accompany you.

When we have time, let's get our weapons together and beat up this arrogant water element.

Do you think you can get away with it because of the favoritism of the mistress and the young master? The swords, guns and sticks of justice will not be absent, they will only be late.

"Okay, let's calculate the time. We should go home."

Following Jaina's order, the camel beasts, relieved as they were from a heavy burden, slowly followed the three women, one treasure and one rider who were walking briskly and relaxedly in front of them.

"Tanred, you've suffered a lot over the years."

The loving father Dai Lin put his hands on his son's shoulders and patted him hard several times.

His black hair had a hint of white in it. Was it the emotion of regaining what he had lost?

People have to accept their age when they reach middle age. Compared with the white-haired Daelin and the almost white-haired Terenas, doesn't he look very strong?

Dai Lin, who was trying hard to hold back her tears, never imagined that the surprise her daughter told her before sending her back would be like this.

Just give her the Heart of the Fleet of Kul Tiras. What could be better than a family reunion?

My dear daughter, Jaina Proudmoore, it seems that you have not grown up astray after hanging out with Arthas.

As a father, I am proud of you. As for the commander of the navy, it depends on who is more capable between you and Tanred. I support you both with both hands raised.

You siblings can do whatever you want. When your father abdicates, take your brothers to pursue your dreams when you were young.

My good son, please leave the great explorer to your father! The huge family business of Kul Tiras must be inherited by someone.

Unless Drake is resurrected or Jaina's child inherits Proudmoore's legacy, you can pursue your dream.

Why don't you discuss this with Jaina, Tanred, you...

"Father, we Proudmoore men are not afraid of hardship."

In this situation, Tanred was reminded of the time when he hugged Jaina and she strangled him so hard that his ribs were broken.

Tanred, feeling a chill gathering in his spine and fearing that his father might also have such great strength, he felt a slight "pain" in his shoulders and made up his mind.

Trembling in his heart, he pulled Dai Lin's hands apart and took two steps back, increasing the distance between the father and son.

I have seen the world, but my sister has become so powerful in just two years since I left Kul Tiras.

How strong must you be? What's more, I don't want to experience it at all. I just want to see my mother. She will miss me and cook my favorite food for me.

Father, you are old, and now it is us young people's turn to rule the world.

No matter how powerful you are, young Proudmoore will always despise old admirals like you in his heart.

My sister behaves like this because you and mother spoiled her after I left.

"My son, Tanred Proudmoore."

Seeing that his youngest son dared to be rude to him, he took the initiative to put aside his fatherly love.

The angry Dai Lin immediately drew out his sword and slashed at his good son, whom he had been thinking about day and night, with the back of the sword.

I haven't seen you for two years, and you dare to treat your father like this.

Is it because your father can no longer lift the knife? Or have you become wild after being away for two years?

Do you really think I've lived like a dog for the past two years? My knife is still sharp and can defeat you, a bad boy.

"Let me see if your swordsmanship has improved over the past two years of sea exploration."

But Tanred never thought that his unintentional action would actually shatter his old father Dailin's fragile defense.

Because he had been thinking hard all night about the changes in his good daughter and son-in-law.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not imagine that his originally sensible and polite daughter had become a different person after spending less than a week with Arthas.

If she was not the same as before in some things, Daelin would have wanted to kill Arthas first to see what the charm of this man was.

Love can change a person. He has experienced it firsthand, but the change is so great that he himself did not change that much even after he had Catherine.

"Father, you underestimate me."

Seeing that Dailin was about to attack fiercely, Tanred also drew out his sword, held the sword with both hands, and faced Dailin's blade from bottom to top.

Lao Deng, this is my return gift. You act like a kind father on the surface, but secretly you are just looking for an opportunity to beat me up.

As smart as I am, I have already seen through your plan. You will pay the price for this, the price of despising your son.

I have tolerated you for a long time in the past two years. I have long wanted to defeat your incompetent father with a sword, step on the Kul Tiras warship, and blow up Arthas's head with my own hands.

"You are indeed quite skilled, Tanred. Your swordsmanship has not deteriorated."

Feeling the force of his son's sword, Dai Lin couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

It seems that it was a right decision to send this kid out to sea. In addition to his increased strength, his swordsmanship skills have become more suitable for battlefield duels.

This is how we Kul Tirans should be. Every time we overcome the difficulties the sea gives us, we will become stronger.

Although your mother and I have prepared a tombstone and epitaph for you, I hope you come back safely. Then try my trick again.

"Your swordsmanship is still weak, father. Are you dying?"

Before Dailin could chop down with his heavy sword like waves, Tanred immediately took a step back and chopped down with the same heavy sword.

During the previous battle, when he and Dai Lin clashed swords for the first time, he felt that his father was still the same.

I haven't seen my father, the admiral, for two years. If he hadn't changed as much as my sister, I would have been able to handle it.

After two years of fighting in the storm, I have become strong enough and may be able to defeat this old Deng unexpectedly.

"You are now only good at talking big, Tanred."

"No! You're the only one who talks big, father!"

In the clanging of three swords, Dai Lin and Tan Red seemed to be evenly matched, fighting back and forth.

The contest between these two fathers and sons was in stark contrast to the other two pairs of fathers and sons who were embracing each other, Lord Arthur Waycrest thought.

He took a piece of watermelon from Dai Lin's seat and took a bite. It turned out that Arthur was the real melon-eating crowd...a noble!

"My son, you are no legend."

With a bang, Tanred's sword slipped and fell to the ground, and a clear and loud sound rang out in the empty hall.

At this time, Daelin disarmed Tanred. Tanred, with pain written all over his weather-beaten face, endured the pain and was unwilling to surrender to his father.

No "pirates" can make me raise the white flag. I, Tanred Proudmoore, will never surrender to "pirates". I am the iron-blooded Kul Tiras navy.

"Father, legends are not invincible."

"Tanred, I will teach you another lesson."

"Don't speak nonsense easily...if you don't know your opponent's background."

"Ugh! Ah! Gently, father."

"I know I was wrong, uh ah ah ..."

Lord Arthur, who had taken three bites of watermelon, couldn't help but fall into deep thought. I said, in less than two seconds, you were defeated.

Tanreid, Tanreid Proudmoore, you have been defeated so completely, are you worthy of your uncle Arthur who is enjoying watching you?

Not only me, but also your uncle Vickers, Uncle Pluto, Morgana, and Rock Rock are all watching you!

You are the same as you were two years ago, too arrogant. Perhaps only Catherine can cure you.

"Who is...bullying my son, Dai Lin!"

Whoever is mentioned will come. Catherine and the wives of the three lords came here under the leadership of Cyrus.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw her son being beaten by her husband. She guessed correctly that Dai Lin was not a qualified father.

Before coming, she had thought of countless scenarios of the three meeting in her mind, but she had never expected this one.

If she knew that Tanred had caused this misunderstanding because of Jaina, would she have beaten her own good daughter?

She and Dai Lin have always been thinking about beating their daughter or son-in-law, but it seems they have never actually done it.

Only Dai Lin in another world has beaten his son-in-law countless times. Could the difference be so big for the same person?

"Mogna (Rocklo), you are really still alive."

"Mother, I'm back."

Two pairs of mothers and children who had been separated for two years hugged each other warmly. Priscilla and Rocklo hugged each other the tightest, as could be seen from the fact that her belly was pressed back.

Seeing his wife and children, and the warm mother-child love between them, Vickers raised his arms and hugged them without saying a word.

Lord Ashvane believes that a family must be complete, you can't leave me behind, I want to join them.

"Foolish Pluto, I told you our son is still alive."

While Desuhil was crying with joy and hugging her son, she still turned around and mocked her husband.

She had endured so much hardship and been looked down upon by so many people in the past two years before she was able to meet her son today.

"I know, Desuhil, I was wrong."

Wiping the tears from his wife's eyes, Lord Brutus drove his son away and hugged Dessuhil very considerately.

My wife cried because of my son, so my son should lie down on his own initiative.

This is a warm moment between Desuhil and me, why did that brat come to join in the fun?

"Dear Arthur, could you please -"

"I understand, Meredith."

As he walked towards his wife Meredith, Arthur threw the watermelon rind in his hand into the trash can and wiped his hands with the tissue beside Darin's desk... After some operations, he finally held the hand of love extended by Meredith, kissed her hand, and looked into each other's eyes affectionately.

"It's just... um..."

Putting aside the gossip, why don’t you, Mr. and Mrs. Waycrest, bring Lucille here?

The other three families are reunited as a family of three, but you two couples are showing your affection and showing off your love, right?

"The three families are so happy, but you two have to force me to do it?"

"Oh! dear Catherine, what are you talking about? Here I come."

"Mom, I will never leave you again."

When the three members of the Proudmoore family were hugging each other, Cyrus, who was standing guard outside the door, took two steps quietly and hid where the four major families could not see him.

I silently took out the harmonica, put it in my pocket, and hummed my favorite tune quietly.

I, Cyrus, saw nothing. I am just an ordinary invisible stone, a Kul Tiran singer who loves to hum little songs.

"You missed me, little brat."

"Dai Lin, don't worry about it so much."

"Father, mother is right."