The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

On top of a mountain where heavy snow was howling, the Waycrest Four watched as the four snow elemental guards and a group of savage rangers around them sank into the ground, not knowing whether they should go up or... just stay where they were and watch.

The uncivilized and unfair phenomenon of the snowmen surrounding the Waycrest group of four and beating them up collectively, how did this happen?

Among them, Lord Arthur, who was trapped, felt very unlucky. When he saw Arthas and Jaina appear here, he glanced at their equipment and roughly guessed how this happened.

So, what on earth did these two people who suddenly appeared do on their way up the mountain to lead to such consequences?

Along the way, Xiong De attacked with heavy punches, killing one snowman after another who dared to pounce on him to steal his meat. He was too cruel and ruthless.

Snowmen need to eat meat. They are no different from ferocious beasts. They will eat anything as long as they can fill their stomachs.

Following the smell of blood and meat, they came. In the heavy snow, only food could comfort the hungry bodies and spirits of the snowmen.

Not to mention the two ignorant young men who went up the mountain without any research or verification and without wearing appropriate equipment.

Their actions seriously hindered the Waycrest Four and almost cost someone their life.

Therefore, in order to make amends for their mistakes, the two of them acted as cleaning heroes to sweep up the homemade "garbage" and deal with the troubles they created.

"Fire! Hear my command and burn my enemies."

The arsonist was Jaina, who was wearing a dark green hatless navy captain's uniform. A fiery red phoenix ray pierced through countless white snow and blasted the last snowman warrior to pieces.

The Light Riding is Arthas, who is wearing a blue and silver plate armor suit and a dark green captain's hat. He has extinguished his holy light wings, holds a sledgehammer in his hand, and stands guard on the side.

Because of the evil invaders and the brave resistance, nearly sixty snowmen became part of the alpine permafrost.

To the Yeti, any "food" that prevents them from eating their fill is "evil," and "justice" only exists in a full meal.

Roar, roar, roar! (We don't understand what justice and evil are, why are you defining them for us?)

"Uncle Arthur, Aunt Meredith, Uncle Everly, Lucia, I didn't expect that we would meet here by chance."

Pulling the ball of light in the wind and snow, Jaina came in front of the four-member team of Waycrest, removed the snow element, and bowed.

From her point of view, both parties had the same goal and unexpectedly came together again.

"Your Highnesses, thank you for helping us fight off the snowman."

After seeing the snowman cleaned up, Arthur dismounted and stepped forward to express his gratitude.

He had no choice but to dismount, as the wind and snow were blocked by the wall rising from the ground, which seemed to be standing firm.

With the help of enthusiastic people, everyone had a shelter and a fire to keep warm, and everyone was temporarily free from the ruthless ravages of the cold wind and heavy snow.

"You're welcome, Lord Arthur."

"It is a great honor to meet you in this terrible weather."

Without waiting for Jaina to respond to Arthur, Arthas stepped forward and extended his right hand.

He caught a glimpse of what the four people in front of him were wearing, the special sachets worn around their waists or chests, and the dead tree logo, which were quite a lot.

He immediately understood what he had done secretly and almost caused someone to lose his life.

However, he was thinking at the same time, wouldn’t it be better for you to stay at home and wait for notification?

Jaina and I have brought you the Silver-Ash Codex. It would be great if we could study it together.

If I had known this, I should have listened to Jaina's advice.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if she opened the door and sent me over, and there wouldn't be such a misunderstanding.

Under the condemnation of his conscience, he held Arthur's right hand and had some psychological thoughts of shifting the blame when he greeted him warmly.

"I think every fellow member of the Alliance would do the same as me if they saw a fellow man in trouble."

"Prince Arthas, there is no need to be so formal."

"We are an alliance, we are a family, and we certainly won't abandon our family."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Arthur withdrew his right hand, took out two sachets carved with dead branches and handed them over.

It's easy to talk to smart people, so put it on quickly to prevent any problems later.

Did Dai Lin send you here? But why didn't he tell you how to guard against the snowman?

How many snowmen did you kill along the way, or how far did you run, before these barbarians followed the scent?

"Of course we are family, Lord Arthur."

"I'm so sorry, I was so reckless."

Reaching out to take the sachet respectfully, Arthas apologized, immediately stuffed one into Jaina's pocket, and put the other one in her pocket.

In order to avoid accidents, it is better to wear it. Fighting and killing all day long must be so tiring!

Uncle, since you don’t call me by my name, then I won’t call you uncle either, that’s great.

"You did well, Your Highness."

"Your contribution in defeating the Lich King has protected countless people of the Alliance."

Seeing a barely perceptible golden light, Arthur pushed the gold coin away, his voice sank, and pointed to his heart.

How can you accept money for gifts given by elders?

This isn’t the way you apologize. It’s not a big deal. You need to pay compensation… What else did you do here?

"Your achievements are obvious to all. This really doesn't have to happen."

"Uncle, let me tell you something. We are... a family."

Seeing that Arthur refused, Arthas took out a silver sword, took a step forward and handed it to his uncle.

It's just a small gift, why do you refuse it, uncle?

If you don't accept it, it must be that the way I gave the gift was wrong and it didn't touch your heart.

The Saronite sword that was once forged with Jaina finally found its place in the ring again. It was almost rusted in the ring.

"Okay, okay, I got your kindness."

After receiving the gift, Arthur felt that the sword in his hand was shining with a cold light. It was extremely sharp and contained the power of holy light.

The prince of Lordaeron gives gifts to everyone he meets? I don't think that's appropriate, and he hasn't been a businessman like me.

What's more, we nobles don't do this openly, but we do it secretly, but it's definitely not me.

"But you are mistaken about one thing, Arthas Menethil."

With a heavy breath, Arthur changed the subject and shook his head at Arthas.

"Uncle, we..."

"Uncle, I never accept gifts, let alone from my nephew."

Seeing Arthas's refusal, Arthur thrust his sword in front of him, turned his head away and returned to his wife.

Having had various experiences as a businessman, I, Arthur Waycrest, can tell you very clearly that I am not such a person... If you want my help, you don't need to give me gifts.

Given Waycrest's relationship with Proudmoore, and your relationship with Jaina, we really don't need this.

"Uncle Arthur, please don't be angry."

"Arthas didn't mean it, he just has been going through a lot lately."

Glancing at Arthas, who was in a state of self-doubt and unable to extricate himself, Jaina bowed to Arthur and apologized on behalf of Arthas.

She was also confused and full of questions about Arthas's behavior.

It is okay to give gifts to everyone, but please pay attention to the occasion.

Between us, didn’t you say that you are in charge of external matters and I am in charge of internal matters?

At the end of the day, I still need to do both, as I always did, right?

"He's dealing with different people, so he probably hasn't adjusted back to normal yet."

"Jaina, I'm not angry, I'm just lamenting that times have changed."

Waving at Jaina, Arthur covered his forehead and shook his head.

Another person who misunderstood what I meant. It seems that I really can’t keep up with the thinking of young people.

"Maybe it's because I haven't been out for the past few months, staying at home and having little communication with the outside world."

"Maybe I'm just being sentimental, but I just have one question."

"Gold coins, swords, how can you give gifts to relatives? There is no such thing as giving gifts like this."

Arthur sighed several times, smoothed his hair, waved at Jaina, and spoke his true feelings.

If he hadn't called me uncle, I might have considered accepting it, as a gesture of an ordinary friend asking for help.

He insisted on calling me uncle. Is it okay to give gifts between relatives like this? It's a bit too straightforward.

Besides, I am not a pure warrior, nor am I a pure businessman.

I have no explanation for his behavior, and I hope you can understand my feelings.

"Okay, let's not talk about these topics anymore."

"Jaina, what are you and Arthas doing in Drustvar so late at night?"

After speaking out the problem in his mind, Arthur relieved the depression in his heart and changed the subject.

The more I talked about it, the more headache I had. I finally understood why Dailin and Catherine looked up at the sky from time to time.

When you meet such a person, it is a great blessing not to have a headache every day.

Who on earth was he dealing with? Could it be goblins?

"Uncle, Arthas and I are here..."

"Next time, remember to let me know in advance, Jaina, so I can have someone pick you up."

Without listening carefully to his niece's words, Lord Arthur thought of something and suddenly a light bulb went off in his head.

He slapped his head, no longer sad, and smiled as he recalled the past.

Seeing Arthur slapping his head, Meredith covered her eyes, and Everly turned away, unable to bear to watch.

Only his daughter, Lucia, showed a curious expression and was very expectant.

"You didn't look at the map carefully again and got lost."

"You are not a child anymore, how can you still get lost?"

"Oh, by the way, don't you have a teleportation spell? Why don't you just come over here?"

Listening to the heart-piercing words from her good sister's father, Jaina wanted to be angry but didn't dare to, and her fists behind her back tightened and loosened.

It’s okay to lose some things, but in front of some people, these things cannot be lost.

My mother taught me that Proudmoore and Waycrest are...a family with a very good relationship. Isn't that a bit too much?

"Could it be that the coordinates are wrong and we are taking the wrong road?"

"Uncle, we are actually here to explore."

Discovering that Jaina was ruthlessly defeated by her own dark history, Arthas was angry but dared not say anything. Then he broke through the fog in his heart, protected her behind him, and it was his turn to perform.

It turns out that we have the same sad memory. I have a poor sense of direction for a long time and need others to show me the way.

When I took you to see the orcs, I was actually running in the wrong direction. Do you believe it? It's the same as looking at a map in an unfamiliar place.

"I heard the legend of the Knights of Embers from Tanred, and I am extremely yearning for it."

"Therefore, I specifically asked Jaina to bring me here."

With a slight smile, Arthas stopped Jaina from venting her anger to him and explained to them why they were there.

A medieval witch backstory, coupled with the spooky haunted house of Waycrest Manor.

Putting aside other things and just talking about this, when I was training the Death Knight and Paladin's alt, I liked to go here.

"Uncle, here comes the question, why do you come here so late at night?"

"Arthas, are you here to find the weaknesses of the undead?"