The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Christina, come here."

After being severely reprimanded by her loving parents, Gianna, holding her butt, waved to her daughter.

It's all your fault, little baby. If it weren't for you, your great mother wouldn't have been beaten.

You'd better come over to me, or I'll beat you up too.

"Mommy, Christina doesn't want to go over there."

The sweet baby holding the bottle did not move, but held on to his aunt's thigh and refused to let go.

I'm already three years old, and you're still giving me a bottle. Is there no justice in this world?

If the bottle didn’t contain... why would I care about this? I want to eat meat, meat.

"No, you want to."

Picking up her niece from her feet, Vasya carried her without any hesitation and handed her to Jaina.

My dear niece, mother is the best in the world. Stay away from me and go play with your mother.

She looks so miserable. You have to comfort her on my behalf.

"Yes, you do."

"I don't want to at all... hehe... O(n_n)O hahaha~"

"Don't do this again. As long as you listen carefully, mom won't bully you."

Taking Christina from her sister, Jaina gently squeezed her right hand and dispelled the little bit of holy light in her body.

Relaxing her hands a little, Jaina pinched her daughter's most feared part and tickled her belly for fun.

Although it is unclear how a little kid like you could summon the holy light, your holy light power is so weak that it can be destroyed with a flip of your hand.

If you didn't have my blood and Arthas's blood in your body, I would definitely beat you up and hit your belly every day like I'm doing now.

I told you not to listen to your mother. You are such an unfilial daughter. I bought you so many clothes... What should you and I wear tonight? My dear daughter.

"Father, since we last met, I have become stronger as well as stronger."

"My dear son-in-law, you are really good and have made great progress."

Patting Arthas's strong body, Dai Lin was very satisfied.

He thought that Arthas was far superior to himself and Terenas in terms of resistance. He was really strong!

He didn't use the strength in his body to hit Arthas, but he actually felt a little pain in his fists.

For the current Arthas, it should not be a problem to at least defeat Tanred. Is it true that Proudmoore is not as good as Menethil?

In terms of melee combat, Tanred, who had endured two years of torture in storms and overcome countless hardships and obstacles, was actually no match for Arthas, who had been pampered for two years.

It's so strange. Daelin could only sigh that the Proudmoore family might be more suitable for magic. Water people are strong, and his daughter is even a third-level cultivator.

He had this idea because he casually asked Arthas a few questions during their conversation.

It was quickly concluded that Arthas was a fake mage and a qualified "knight".

If Arthas had not firmly believed in "Holy Light", Daelin would have doubted that Arthas could not even cast a basic Holy Light spell.

"Yes, now I can easily knock down a Tanred with one punch."

"Arthas Menethil! Come and fight me if you dare."

"Of course, little brother."

"I am Tanred Proudmoore!"

"Little brother, I remember it."

Stroking the dense black forest on his chin, Daelin stopped Catherine and watched Tanred challenge Arthas with a smile.

To his surprise, Arthas's swordsmanship actually had some of his own influence.

He was very surprised that Arthas, who was originally proficient in hammer and longsword, could use her own swordsmanship with Jaina?

Apart from Jaina, he couldn't remember anyone in his family teaching Arthas how to use the sword.

Just because of Jaina's painstaking attitude in studying magic, she refused to learn swordsmanship even when he and Catherine begged her to do so.

Could it be that during his previous battles in the Frozen Throne, Arthas had secretly learned some of his swordsmanship?

"My foolish little brother! Your swordsmanship is better than mine, but I am a master of weapons."

After saying this, Arthas, who relied on his speed and strength, immediately threw away his sword and took a long stick and a sledgehammer from the weapon rack.

While Tanred had not been able to adapt for a moment, he used his strength far exceeding Tanred's to smash the sword in his hand with a hammer, and then quickly kicked away the little brother who tried to fight him in close combat.

Then he hung up the sledgehammer and the long sword, used a set of self-created stick techniques, and with Arthas's smooth operation, he knocked down his little brother who was empty-handed.

I don't know how much time had passed, but after being beaten up by Varian at close range that day (less than half a day), Arthas learned without any instruction the unique tactic of using his superiority to attack the inferior when fighting against acquaintances.

"I've already told you that I'm Tanred, not Little Brother."

Upon hearing the nickname of his younger brother, Tanred stood up with endless "anger" and kicked the stick.

The consequence of not being able to kick the stick is that you will be beaten with the stick while holding your feet, which is pitiful and lamentable.

Without the power of holy light secretly transmitted by his brother-in-law, he would have collapsed long ago.

"Little brother, I will teach you step by step."

Arthas, wielding the long stick, was in great form, and he hit more and more vigorously, making his little brother scream.

After going through so much, what can you, a single dog who is not a legend, do in front of me?

If you are a veteran of hundreds of battles, then I have been through millions of hardships... It's a bit exaggerated, in one word, awesome!

"Stop right there! How can you behave like this?"

Seeing that the situation had become one-sided, Daelin jumped onto the battlefield, grabbed Arthas's long stick, and shouted, ending this boring battle.

The nickname given to you by your son-in-law has made you lose the ability to think calmly.

My son, Tanred, I will help you practice more tomorrow.

You have a strong will, keep it up.

One day, you will defeat him.

"Okay, Father."

After hanging up their weapons, under the gaze of Daelin, Arthas and Tanred shook each other's extended hands of friendship.

"Tanred, redouble your efforts."

After casually shaking Tanred's outstretched right hand, Arthas placed his left hand on his left shoulder and patted it hard.

"Alsace..."

"Call me brother, or I won't let you hold Christina."

Accustomed to the other Tanred's name, Arthas threw his daughter out and threatened the brother-in-law in front of him.

Although the other you calls me brother-in-law, I prefer him to call me big brother.

As Christina's father, I have that right.

If you don't call me big brother, you can't even touch a hair of my daughter under my nose, not even holding her hand.

"Brother, I will try my best."

Frightened, Tanred shuddered and subconsciously stood up straight, acknowledging the big brother in front of him.

"Very well, you are all fine."

Seeing her son and son-in-law being so friendly, Dai Lin gave them applause without hesitation.

"Tanred, it's almost time for dinner."

"Go and tell the others to go to the living room for dinner. I have something important to discuss with my son-in-law."

After taking a look at the sky gradually darkening and the setting sun, Daelin decided not to wait any longer and told Tanred to leave.

I already have a granddaughter, and I can’t let Christina go hungry.

"Father, but I am alone..."

"Don't worry, Tanred, I have a solution."

Realizing that his brother-in-law had just returned and hadn't changed his clothes yet, and hadn't even taken a shower today, Arthas took two steps back.

It seems that I have implicated you. The other two brothers who came with you have already run away. I guess they have changed their clothes.

But you insist on competing with me, so I can only forgive you reluctantly and help you solve this problem.

It's really great to have a wife who has learned so many magic tricks that I don't even have to clean the house myself.

"Jaina, give Tanred a bath."

"Got it, Arthas, here I come."

Following Arthas' call, after leaving Christina to her biological mother, Jaina flashed here and leaned on Arthas' broad shoulders.

"Sister, we..."

"Don't get the wrong idea, Tanred. This is magic."

In less than three minutes, after experiencing the baptism of the triple elements of water, fire and wind, a brand new Tanred reappeared on the stage.

"Well, you should go do other things. Arthas stay."

After Jaina and Tanred left, Daelin sorted himself out and turned to look at Arthas.

"My dear son-in-law, your wedding was too hasty."

"Father, it's not really..."

“Three years ago, did you ask for our opinion?”

As for Arthas who tried to quibble, Daelin directly gave him a fatherly iron fist.

Just sloppy! Look at what you and Jaina did in private?

You kept it a secret from us for three years. Have you ever considered our feelings?

Three years, do you know how we spent these three years?

Poor Christina, my dear granddaughter.

We didn't see her grow up for three years, and you also deceived Terenas and Calia.

I think if Antonidas, Varian, Tiffin... Muradin knew, you would never see the sun tomorrow.

"You and Jaina are both crown princes of a country. You can't take this important matter of life lightly, understand?"

"After a while, Catherine, Terenas, Antonidas, and Sindra will choose an auspicious date and hold a grand wedding for you again."

After hearing his father-in-law say this, Arthas felt as if his shoulders no longer belonged to him.

You hit me so hard. I just said a few words and you hit me fifteen times. Can you stop for a while?

I knew that Christina was my enemy in my previous life.

In order to fill her three-year-old gap, I have to tell countless lies.

Have Jaina and I lost our credibility with you? You don't even trust us.

If my stepmother hadn’t brought Crassus here and my step-sister hadn’t done some magical work, I think I would have had a headache forever.

"You have no right to discuss this matter with us."

"You don't have to explain. We won't listen to any of your excuses."

"You must follow our arrangements, understand? No refusal!"

With Daelin's final words of warning, the banging sounds finally ended, but Arthas still stood proudly.

"Okay, Jaina and I will never say no!"

"Very good. I am glad to see that you have such awareness."

Hearing Arthas's loud response, Daelin nodded with satisfaction.

It has changed but not completely. Knowing how to take responsibility makes it better than before.

"Let's go eat together. It's a rare opportunity for our family to get together for dinner."

"Yes, Father."

On the surface, Arthas looked dignified, with his head held high, and strode with Dalein to the living room. In fact, he was secretly trying his best to heal himself.

He regretted not taking out the crown when he dueled last time.

With legendary strength, the pain he would feel would be less when facing a legendary warrior like Dai Lin.

"Hurry up, you are a paladin."

"As you command, Father."

"Arthas, you are worthy of being my son-in-law."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Arthas quickened his pace and caught up with Daelin, following closely behind him, never leaving him.

After many tests, it turned out that my son-in-law was very resistant to attacks. He was determined to control Jaina, and my daughter could not escape from his control at all.

With the little strength that Jaina had, it would be strange if she wasn't shocked to death by punching Arthas with all her strength.

On the "simple" dining table belonging to the Proudmoore family, there are countless delicacies from land and sea.

Everything that swims in the sea, runs on the land, flies in the sky, as long as it is available in Kul Tiras and is edible, has been made into delicious dishes by the chefs and placed on the table.

Because of her mother-in-law's request, Catherine specifically asked the chef to prepare more dishes today, enough to feed almost ninety Dai Lins in one meal.

After the head chef and several apprentices pushed in four carts full of delicious food and left, wiping the sweat off their bodies, the dinner for the Proudmoore family began.

"Everyone please don't be polite. There is plenty of food and drink. Eat and drink as much as you want."

"It's a rare occasion for us to get together today, so let's just have a good meal."

Following Dai Lin's order, everyone present, except Yibao, raised their glasses and drank them all.

As for what's in the wine glass, it all depends on personal preference.

"Christina, come here, grandma will feed you..."

Before Catherine could finish her words, the small spoon in her hand fell on the dining table, but this did not attract anyone else's attention.

"Mother-in-law... no need... well... I can do it... by myself..."

Except for four big eaters, Catherine and the other eleven "ordinary" humans were shocked when they saw Christina grabbing a charcoal-grilled pig's hind leg that was almost as tall as her and chewing it with her mouth full of oil.

How can you, a three-year-old kid, eat so much? You should have a more balanced diet and eat the baby milk porridge in Catherine's (my) hand.

"Father, you said you can eat whatever you want!"

"Yes, Jaina, you..."

"What's wrong? We just eat more."

"Daughter, the question is..."

"Mom, eating and being full are the most important things."

"Tanred, stop looking. You can't compare to those four."

"Let's eat slowly, there's no rush."

While Dai Lin and others were staring blankly, Arthas woke up his brother-in-law and told him to eat well.

"Brother, my dear brother, why does my sister…"

"Tanred, fill your stomach first."

After being in Azeroth for so long, Arthas is still a little uncomfortable and is thinking about chopsticks.

He cut off a piece of pork elbow with a knife, placed it on the plate in front of him, dipped it in ketchup, stuck it with a fork, and began to eat slowly.

He was very different from the other girl and baby who ate like crazy. He ate less and slower, which was a sharp contrast.

The other two dragons ate quite a lot, but their movements were very standard, no matter how big the food was... they were just a little bit faster.

"What are you looking at? If you don't eat now, there might be no more food later."

After hearing Arthas's reminder, the others woke up and started a battle to defend their food.

"Your Highness Prince Alsace, the kitchen may..."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chef Mike, you can go home and have a rest."

"I'll take care of the rest."

Seeing the sneaky chef Mike coming to find him, Arthas took over the subsequent burden.

He knew very well that the food in the kitchen would not be enough to feed everyone, so he had to set an example.

Everyone else was busy eating, and Arthas was the only one who was free. If Mike didn't come to see Arthas, who else could he go to?

"Your Highness, the food..."

"Don't worry, I have plenty."

Arthas clapped his hands, and the four waiters who followed the master's instructions came here with four carts of meat.

"thank you……"

"Go back and have a good rest."

After the chefs went back to their homes, Arthas took the chopsticks handed to him by Glacial Frenzy and began to chew the food carefully.

It was only the food I took out, and it had chili and other condiments, so I enjoyed it!

I am a... I do have this ability.

It's okay to eat cream or something occasionally, but I don't like spicy food unless I'm allergic to chili peppers.

Oh, where's my rice? I'm snapping... I'm chewing on the spicy pork chop.

Question: Today, when the servants of Lordaeron were preparing to clean the room of the Prince of Lordaeron, what did they see inside when they pushed open the door?