The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Wake up... wake up... Arthas Menethil..."

"Where am I? I clearly remember that I was under the..."

"Arthas Menethil... wake up... wake up quickly..."

"Please stop yelling. I'm just remembering and wondering how I could have ..."

"Arthas... His Royal Highness the Prince of Lordaeron... Christina has fainted from hunger, hurry up and go hunting, hurry up!"

"It seems to be suffering from hunger...it wants to eat people...run!"

As the woman screamed, in the endless darkness, Arthas only saw a huge pink mouth biting towards him.

Don't come over here! Christina, I'm your dad, I'll treat you to some meat...

“Oh… huh… huh!”

The man who looked like a dead body in reality was breathing heavily, and he woke up in fear, lying on his back with his right hand covering his heart.

The moment he stood up, the snow on his body flew everywhere and was melted by the wide flame barrier around him.

It’s terrible, so terrible... Why did I have such a dream? What the hell is it that I want to eat my own father when I’m hungry?

Have you gotten used to biting your own father these past two days? You even chased me and bit me in your dreams... When I left, you slept like a dead pig.

Compared with ordinary dolls, isn’t it true that a generally smart daughter would be hungry in her dreams?

This is outrageous. When I get back, I must...

"You are finally awake, Arthas, how come you can sleep so well?"

Seeing that Arthas' breathing had calmed down, Jaina came over with light steps, grabbed his left arm with both hands, and lifted him up with great force.

Similarly, as her clear eyes closed and opened, the snowballs floating above Arthas's head also scattered and hit the distance.

At the same time, the fire barrier surrounding the three women and two men automatically expanded and even covered the former residents again without any disgust.

"I... I don't understand, Jaina, how I could be knocked unconscious by a needle."

Even with the help of the powerful witch, Arthas still felt a little dizzy and his body had not recovered yet.

The aftereffect of this injection was so strong that I almost fell down while still conscious... Magic-forbidden barrier, I remembered that I was sealed by the dragon army not long ago.

"Arthas, this experience shows that you haven't been tempered enough. You need to work harder!"

Hearing that Arthas didn't even understand such a small matter, Jaina whispered encouragement in his ear while checking his physical condition.

Drink this bowl of chicken soup. You have always been my favorite way to feed me when I was struggling with my research.

“Adversities make us grow. We should gain insights from them and learn from them seriously.”

"That's not what I meant. I just felt it was a little unreal. The thing I was worried about happened."

"Is Waycrest's ancestral land so dangerous? I almost..."

"Nephew, drink this."

Hearing the conversation between his two nephews, Arthur reacted from Snowball's beating of his nephew and took out a bottle of light green potion from the ring.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Trying to suppress his nervous reaction to seeing the green liquid, the corners of Arthas' mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Rejuvenation potion, a specialty product of Drustvar, a potion of excellent quality."

"The potions on the market in the alliance are generally divided into seven grades: ordinary (qualified), excellent, high-quality, outstanding, epic, legendary, and god-level."

Pointing to the potion in his hand, Arthur suddenly found an outlet for his emotions.

Because of his rich knowledge, he saw that this unconventional treatment method had caused him to suffer from sequelae in various senses.

"Its raw materials are taken from nature, with master potion masters gathering herbs from the vast lands of Drustvar and the nearby sea."

"For example, willow leaves, stems, anchor grass...monkey skulls, licorice and a series of other medicinal materials."

"They are made after the masters have precisely adjusted the proportions, poured them into the crucible... and carefully blended them, among other preparations."

"Its efficacy is generally aimed at treating paralysis, bleeding, and falls..."

"Arthur, don't do this in front of the children."

Finding that her husband had suffered from his occupational illness again, Meredith raised her hand and nudged Arthur, reminding him softly.

If I let you continue, you will have to talk about the price. Wouldn't it be embarrassing in front of the younger generation?

"Oh, Meredith, thank you."

"I'm sorry, kids. It's an occupational disease... Well, can you just pretend I didn't say anything?"

Arthur scratched his head in embarrassment at the performance of the others.

What are you two nodding for? Can you please say something? I look so tall in front of Jaina!

With the vivid example of the Stormsongs, Jaina thought again and realized that... your attitude towards talking to customers has not changed at all.

If you think in this way, it’s no wonder that your family’s business... rejuvenation potion... rejuvenation technique... Uncle Arthur, are you hiding something from us?

"Well... nephew, you should drink it quickly. I have already prescribed it for you."

"Of course, I'm welcome."

Taking the potion opened by Arthur, Arthas glanced at the color of the rejuvenation potion, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

It's slightly bitter and a little sweet, with a ok aftertaste. Do you, the alchemist master of Drustvar, look down on me?

"Uncle, the potion needs to be improved. It's a little too sweet."

Putting the empty bottle in Arthur's hands, Arthas expressed his opinion.

In my previous life, I could pick up the extremely bitter and hot Chinese medicine, pinch my nose, open my mouth, and gulp it down without fear of any difficulties.

You put so many sweet herbs in your medicine, you really can't tolerate any bitterness at all. You can't sell it if it's not sweet, right?

"Well... nephew, business needs."

"But please rest assured, the healing effect of the potion is still good."

Arthur stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then put away the empty bottle and smiled forward.

It's not sweet at all! According to our catering and product standards, it's just a normal amount, and a little bitterness is still a stubborn requirement of some people.

At first, I tried to convince them no matter how hard I tried.

They also told me that the reason they did this was to help people experience nature.

"Lord Waycrest, what shall we do next?"

"The sky is getting darker and darker. Every moment I stay here, I can feel the gazes in the dark."

Not far from Arthur, unable to resist Lucia's persuasion, Everly took a deep breath and strode over to ask.

You keep saying that you have something important to tell us, and I can't stand it anymore. How about we speed up and move to the next step?

Madam, Meredith is unreliable, and the two princes are equally unreliable. In the end, I, a warrior, had to urge them.

There will be no next time, Lucia, this is the last time I will help you.

"Ho ho ho, Everly."

"There's no need to use honorifics at times like this. Just calling each other friends is enough."

Arthur couldn't help but applaud his old friend.

That’s what I meant. How could I remember it wrong?

"Well, Arthur, I will..."

"My dear brother, I understand your concerns."

Putting his hand on Everly's shoulder, Arthur congratulated him.

"Your feeling is correct. Since you can sense their presence, you may soon find your own path and join the ranks of legendary powerhouses."

"They?! What are you talking about, Arthur?"

Shaking his head, and repeatedly confirming that it was the two words he heard, Everly couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, with his hair standing on end.

He looked around carefully, but found nothing. It was quiet and there was only the sound of breathing.

Who else could be around here besides the six of us and the quiet snowy environment?

"They are the spirits that linger here. Can't you feel them?"

"What are you so afraid of, Everit Reed?"

Arthur asked two questions in succession about the behavior of his old friend, and he felt confused at the moment.

"Arthur, you mean the soul?!"

"Is it a witch or a Drust death spell? Answer me, Arthur!"

Meredith asked loudly when she heard the word soul.

She was scared. She only had the ability to slaughter chickens and pigs, but she really didn't have the power to stop the dead.

Husband, didn’t you say that the Drust and witches of Drustvar had long been extinct? Aren’t the witches we know now all female sorcerers?

It's such a dangerous place, with so few of us... you might not be able to protect us... It doesn't matter if I die, but my darling, Lucia, must not be in any danger.

"Don't worry, it's not a death hex, Meredith."

“The spirits here are both from the Drust and our ancestors.”

"It's just that we can't see them. Some of their obsessions have been trapped here from the past to the present and cannot be dissipated."

Putting his arms around his wife, Arthur stroked her face, trying to comfort her and provide a sense of security.

I brought you here with confidence.

Seeing that Arthas and Jaina seemed calm, could the soul really stand up again?

There are no enemies here who understand psychic magic...if there are, they must be in dreams.

"Gor Oshig, the Drust led by Golet Tur, their last settlement."

"In a way, they are actually our ancestors."

Slowly revealing part of the truth he knew, Arthur rubbed the massage points that his wife usually felt comfortable with, kneading and pinching gently to help her relax.

"Kul Tiras and Drust are now inseparable, let alone us, the residents of Drustvar?"

"Meredith, don't be afraid. They won't hurt us. We have..."

Before she knew it, Meredith's emotions reached a peak due to fear.

The adrenaline in her body received instructions from her brain and surged, and she pushed Arthur away with force.

However, he soon discovered that he had accidentally used too much force.

She took advantage of Arthur's flying moment in the air, stepped on the ground with her left foot, and caught her husband with a whoosh.

Lucia and Jaina couldn't help but widen their mouths as they watched this operation. Does their mother (aunt) usually have so much strength?

"Lucia, is Aunt Meredith hiding something?"

Feeling the thoughts in her head intensify, Jaina turned to look at her sister.

"Ah?! Jaina, what could my mother be hiding?"

A cry of "ah" expressed that Lucia herself had no idea what was going on.

"Jaina, after meeting you today, I found that you are always suspicious."

"Hmm... Did you discover any hidden danger in Drustvar?"

After thinking for a while, Lucia grabbed the right hand of Jaina, who was wearing thin clothes, with her heavy hand and asked back.

I always feel that you two came with us not just to know the secrets of Drustvar's history, sister. Along the way, your demeanor seemed off many times, worrying about this and that.