The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"I...I can't...take it anymore...Ji...Jaina...get...down quickly..."

After beating a snowman to death, the Druid looked at the knight on his back, as if he was about to die. He fell to the ground instantly, motionless, and gasping for breath.

He overestimated his physical strength. After the long journey, he was exhausted and could not hold on any longer. He was completely tired.

He underestimated the distance to the real environment, got used to the convenient portal opened by Jaina, and had to endure the bitter consequences of his own actions with tears.

"Dear Lord Arthas, weren't you very arrogant before?"

Turning over and getting off the bear, Jaina put the navy captain's hat on the bear's head and rubbed the bear's furry head.

The druid's transfiguration is really a very magical spell, it can even change the body.

It is similar to when he turns into a dragon, but it is affected by Wild Will. However, the so-called Wild Will of this spell of Arthas is almost a decoration.

Is it because of the dragon form, or is it that without the blessing of the Demigod of the Wilds, the Heart of the Beast does not exist?

"How can you retreat from your blazing will?"

Releasing the gold and blue healing powers from her hands, Jaina infused them into Alcyone's body and pinched the bear's ears.

The verification is successful. Apart from being able to speak human language and having a different color, you are no different from an ordinary grizzly bear born with supernatural powers.

At present, I am still lacking some druid knowledge, and I cannot make a judgment on many things. My own natural magic methods are too superficial and have no reference value.

"Jaina Proudmoore, I've had enough of you!"

Unable to suppress the rage in his heart any longer, the healed Bear Druid suddenly transformed into a human form and grabbed the ungrateful hands of the woman in front of him.

"Research it some more time, and don't mess with me anymore. It hurts when you pluck my hair in bear form."

I know you want to study me, but can you please not do it when I'm resting?

We don't have much time right now, can't we go into the dungeon and study it slowly?

There is plenty of time in there, and there are battles that require vigilance at all times.

"Humph! It was you who asked me to research it."

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Breaking free, Jaina snorted coldly and turned her head away.

"Who was it that begged me to study this afternoon? Arthas Menethil!"

Suddenly realizing why she had to do research again, Jaina pointed at Arthas' nose and shouted excitedly.

Don’t you know that once I enter research mode, it’s very difficult for me to quit?

I've helped you a lot along the way, researching this and that, and my head is giving you a huge headache.

"Have I been mean to you lately? How dare you be mean to me!"

"You just want me to use up my brain power every day and night and work hard on research all the time!"

"You are a super villain, abominable capitalist!"

"The thing is, I asked you to study books."

"I didn't ask you to study Transfiguration... Do you understand, Ms. Proudmoore?"

Arthas ignored the woman's rebuke, took a step forward and reminded her softly.

I know you're suffering, but you can't accuse me of something that is not true.

"I...I'm just curious, huh!"

"Without you, I can still..."

"My princess, do you dare to say that you were not miserable before?"

"Whether you were in unrequited love, raising fish in the ocean, or even pursuing... you didn't succeed."

"It was me who corrected you and saved you from a terrible fate."

Hearing this, Arthas pried Jaina's arms apart, put his left arm around her waist, and pinched her face with his right hand.

Without me along the way, can you be so happy and carefree?

Take a good look at yourself now, you can eat so much, you can be so cute from time to time, and there is a knight who is in love with a flower who is always with you to enjoy your life.

Look at the normal timeline, the rest of you have boyfriends, but how many of you are married? None!

Thinking of this, Arthas couldn't help but feel very proud. He became full of energy, his back straightened, his mouth twisted, and he got closer and closer, becoming more unscrupulous.

"If it weren't for me, would you have been able to have such a smooth journey?"

Pouting angrily, Jaina disagreed and remained stubborn to the end.

"With you, I am more... um..."

Seeing Arthas getting closer and closer, Jaina reached out and kissed him, covering his mouth and kissing him deeply.

It was you who insisted on being so close to me, you can't blame me.

Let me see how far we are from our destination.

"It's late at night, Arthur."

"Why did you bring us here?"

Near the two people who were admiring the snow scenery under the big tree, two men and two women rode two military horses, braving the heavy snow, along the mountain road and came here.

The person who spoke was a woman with short black hair and brown eyes. She and the person who shouted were riding a tall horse with white and yellow spots.

She was Meredith Waycrest, and she was wearing a gray and black fur coat and a black hat like the three people around her.

Beside her is her husband, Lord Arthur Waycrest.

He has not yet turned into the future Mediterranean, he still has short black hair and brown eyes.

This may be the reason why he was able to disguise himself as an ordinary businessman and hide his true identity from Meredith for many years.

He had a rather thick mustache, which was not much different from his three brothers with different surnames.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit of armor and carrying a sword and a shield. His equipment was similar to that of his old friend who was walking next to him.

"That's why I brought you here, Meredith, because it's night time."

After taking a look at his wife nestled in his arms, Arthur pulled the reins and looked up at the howling snow and wind.

He was using his knowledge to determine the severity of the snow and what to do next.

"The heavier this snow is, the more dangerous our situation is."

"We can't waste any more time. We must hurry to our destination."

"In that case, Arthur."

"You need to tell us how far away the place you are talking about is from us."

"If it's too far, we must find shelter immediately."

Next to Arthur, Everit Reade, Marshal of House Waycrest, rode a black horse with Lucia.

He heard what Arthur said and asked immediately.

Waycrest's future heir, Lucia Waycrest, was still young, and he couldn't understand why Arthur had brought her here.

The snowy mountains are so dangerous tonight, and there are snowmen blocking the road along the way. If you are not careful, something bad will happen.

"Father, Uncle Everly is right!"

"We have to find a place to take shelter quickly. We can't take too many risks."

The sound of the wind and snow whistling became louder and louder. Lucia turned to look at her father and shouted.

Arthur brought them here non-stop from the time the family finished dinner and it was getting dark.

Not knowing how far the journey was, and going deep into the mountains, she thought it would be better to be careful.

The monster Frosty Snowman, who blended in with the snow, must have been very happy to see the free blood food delivered to his door.

"Lucia, don't worry."

"I won't be mistaken. We should be there soon."

"Everly, follow me!"

"Yes, my lord."

Hearing Lord Arthur's decision, Everly kicked the horse's belly, swung the reins, and with the help of the dim oil lamp in Meredith's mother's hand, Everly and Arthur rushed into the darkness together.

"Dear, our daughter is still young, we..."

"Meredith, we can't give up halfway."

After comforting his wife gently, Arthur bent down to block the heavy snow for her, determined the direction, and continued to lead the team forward.

Ever since he saw the intelligence about the Scourge and the Burning Legion, he knew that it was time to activate some things.

His father had taken him to witness the past wars in Drustvar. After seeing those traces, he took on the burden and became the new Lord Waycrest.

Those necromancy spells are almost identical to the Drust death magic recorded in the classics, which manipulate the dead.

He believed that if the enemy in the dark was really as terrible as in the image and would bring destruction to the world, he would be ready to sacrifice himself at any time.

That's why he took the trouble to come here with his wife, children and the marshal he trusted most.

At this point, it is no longer time to be conservative, and family traditions need to change.

He couldn't even think of the devil taking advantage of the darkness here, so he had to at least have countermeasures.

That's why he wanted them to get this secret like he did in the past. The history of the Waycrest family needed to be passed on.

Remember your family's history, avoid past mistakes, absorb the knowledge contained therein, and better fulfill your responsibilities.

In the process, we can also extract the hidden knowledge of the family and contribute to Kul Tiras and the Alliance.

"When we get there, I will tell you the truth, the hidden history of our Waycrest family."

"Lord Arthur, be alert!"

"I can feel the presence of the Yeti. They are approaching our direction."

"There are a lot of them. We may have to fight to the death."

Hearing Everly's reminder, Arthur hurriedly stopped his horse, took out the two-handed sword behind him, and looked around vigilantly.

He also felt the breath of the snowman, but he was very puzzled because they were all wearing equipment to conceal their breath.

According to his past experience, if the snowmen had not seen the "food" with their own eyes, they would not have appeared here in such large groups.

Snowmen of this level act collectively, and they would not be so united unless there was a goal that was big enough to satisfy their appetite.

"Don't be nervous, breathe slowly, we'll act according to circumstances."

"We may not be their target, they may just be passing by."

"Meredith, Lucia, Everly and I will protect you."

Although he said so, Arthur's expression became more and more ugly, and his brows were furrowed so tightly that they seemed to be pressing down on his eyes.

The snowmen around them gathered purposefully, getting closer and closer to them, as if they were picking up something. Was it a weapon?

Could it be that during this period of time, a snowman king has been born who is intelligent enough, even has some tactics, and is able to command troops?

This is truly horrifying. In more than two thousand years, such a situation has never been recorded in the history of the Kul Tiran people.

No, for the people of Drustvar and for Kul Tiras, I must find a way to solve it today, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"Arthur, they are getting closer and closer to us, what should we do?"

Noticing her husband's face was gloomy, Meredith whispered the question in his ear.

Faced with the approaching threats around her, she was extremely panicked, but she still suppressed her emotions.

When faced with this situation, I have to fight against the snowman. I am powerless and cannot hold everyone back.

She felt that she had to at least think of a way to save Lucia's life, as her daughter was still very young.

She shouldn't have agreed to Arthur's suggestion and brought her here. Looking at her daughter with a determined look on her face, she felt proud but also full of regret.

"Lord Arthur, you take them away, I will..."

"Your sacrifice is not needed here, brother. I am most familiar with the surrounding situation."

"I am the only one who has the ability to temporarily hold them back, or find an opportunity to kill the source of their abnormality."

"Everly Reed! Lucia and Meredith are now in your care. Can you lead them out?"

Holding Meredith's hand, Arthur did not answer her, but turned to look at his brother, the Marshal who was loyal to the Waycrest family.

He decided to stay behind to block the enemy and find a way to end the source of the snowman's abnormality, or at least buy them time to escape.

"Father, you..."

"Lucia, Arthur has his considerations. We have to believe that he can return safely."

Seeing Arthur's fearless look, Everly no longer tried to dissuade him. He pulled Lucia, saluted Arthur, and responded in a deep voice.

"Arthur, on the life of Everit Reed, I will lead them out."

"And at any cost, they can only be hurt by stepping over my dead body."

"You can't leave me, Arthur, we agreed..."

"Meredith, don't be sad, and don't feel sorry for me."

"This is Lord Waycrest's responsibility. Take good care of Lucia for me. I'll leave House Waycrest to you... Of course, you have to take good care of yourself as well."

At Everly's firm answer, Arthur nodded, pried open Meredith's hand that was tightly grasping his, wiped her eyes for the "last time", and sent her over, leaving her with her last words.

"Whether alive or dead, my soul will always be with you... Everly, be ready to break out!"

"Yes, Arthur, you must come back safely."

"Oh, Everly, then you better prepare some good wine so that I can drink with you when I get back."

Without continuing to look at his wife and daughter, Arthur clenched the sword with both hands, breathed slowly, and gathered the strength in his body.

"Ho! Ho ho! Ho ho ho!"

He looked at the snowman emerging from the snow right in front of him, ready to charge on horseback and carve out a path at any time.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Looking around at the enemies, Everly focused his attention, waiting for Arthur's order to rush out and take Meredith and her daughter away from here.

According to Arthur's original plan, a small number of people acted to avoid danger and pass quickly, but he did not expect the abnormal behavior of the snowman.

"For Drustvar! Monster, accept..."

"Supreme Holy Light! Help me to destroy the enemy before my eyes."

Before Arthur could charge towards a weak point in the snowman formation that he had discovered, a loud and familiar male voice resounded in all directions, bringing with it a shining holy light.

"Wind! Obey my command and sweep away my enemies."

"Snow! Heed my call and overthrow my enemies."

"Ice! Follow my command and pierce my enemies."

Following the soft female voice's command, all kinds of magic and holy light flashed in the darkness, passing through the bloody and roaring bodies of the snowmen one after another.