The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Uncle Arthur, I have a few questions."

Good student Gianna raised her hand to ask questions, always the “first” leader, the “first” curious person in the crowd.

After all, what Meredith wanted was to ask privately when they got back together as a couple, rather than asking the questions in person.

She would have to make good use of the time to train herself again when she got back. What happened today taught her that her own martial arts was the only way to avoid being a drag.

Her martial arts had been neglected for more than ten years, and she was no different from an ordinary person. The only thing that comforted her was the rifle in her pocket and some ammunition.

Heir to the Waycrest Mantle, Lucia thought, there is no problem, she can ask later when she thinks of it.

I really stole the show today, and I really can’t think of any problems.

I must seize the time and think of some ways to solve the situation I will face when I return home.

I guess my father will be very strict with me in training me this time, much more than before, and I'm not sure I can handle it.

I can still clearly distinguish between reading every day and training every day... learn from Sister Jaina and work hard to improve myself.

Marshal Drustvar, what Avery is thinking is that no matter what difficulties we encounter, I will absolutely obey orders to save your lives.

The series of events before him told Everit Reed that he seemed not as important as others.

I only have slightly stronger martial arts skills, and may not even be the best among the six.

Based on what he knew now, his good friend, Arthur Waycrest, must be more than just a grandmaster warrior.

I never saw the eagle that always accompanied Arthur along the way.

I thought that I had helped to tame his falcon back then, but now that I think about it, maybe I was kept in the dark by him.

The Prince of Lordaeron was envious to death and sighed with hatred, but what he was thinking in his mind was that he would also have one in the future. It was so exciting!

Evil Gorak Tul, where are you? I have been waiting for you for a long time.

Come out of Thros (The Blighted Realm) and let us fight.

Let's have a collision of flesh and flesh, my son-in-law of the sea, now I want to chop you with Frostmourne.

"What problem can you have... Well, I didn't think it through."

Arthur pondered for a moment and felt that something was wrong. Perhaps he had overlooked something.

Judging from Jaina's performance along the way so far, she must have made some major discovery.

"Ask, don't..."

"Uncle, you said this. You must answer all the questions I ask next."

"If I'm not satisfied, then I'll have to ask my father for help."

In order to prevent the uncle lord from hiding something from her, Jaina added a lot of requirements.

The more she looked at Arthur, the more she felt that he was like a druid. The gust of wind just now was a coincidence, but it contained the power of nature.

She convinced the suspicious Arthas, but ended up becoming even more suspicious herself.

It doesn't disappear, it just shifts, like happiness, to someone's face.

"Of course, I will tell you everything I know."

"As for Dai Lin, he doesn't have to come at all. Don't bother him."

"It will soon be the next day. He may have already fallen asleep."

Without hesitation, Arthur clenched his fist and nodded affirmatively in the direction of Jaina.

Since you asked this, you must have discovered something.

Is there some danger here, Gorak Tul or someone else? What did you find?

"The rejuvenation potion you gave Arthas before, was it made by you?"

"Before the second question, I need you to answer it."

Upon hearing this, Arthur couldn't help but look up at the sky, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer Jaina's question.

It's just this simple question, but I still need to answer it directly. I really...

"Jaina, I made it. Is there something wrong with it?"

"Of course there are problems, and they are big problems."

"Arthas and I came here just to find you."

Clenching her fist and clapping her left hand, Jaina confirmed Arthur's question.

"We...then why didn't we..."

"We came to Drustvar to find the druids. Are you a druid, Uncle Arthur?"

Waving her hand to stop Arthur, Jaina told him the truth.

I brought Arthas here, not only to visit and help, but also because there is something very important to do, and it cannot be delayed!

The threat of the plague was indeed cleared by the Rain of Light, but it was not responsible for completely solving the problem of land corruption.

The plague left behind bare land that is no longer fertile. How can the local people who have been severely affected by it cultivate the land?

Unable to farm, Holy Light Priests alone can't solve the problem, they are still having a headache! Can't think of a way to solve it.

Can Arthas and I, who are still at the stage of our own understanding of natural magic, train a qualified druid?

With our current levels, who can we be teachers to? I can be a teacher to mage apprentices, but forget about being a druid.

"This is my second question, Uncle Arthur. You must answer it carefully without leaving out anything."

Before Arthur could answer her question, Jaina reminded him solemnly.

She summoned her staff and flicked its sparkling crystal in a threatening manner.

You can't fool me. I'm not stupid. The stupid one is the idiot next to me.

I couldn't go on without any persistence, and I imagined myself punching one and kicking another every day.

"If I didn't respect you, I wouldn't..."

"Stop... stop, stop, stop. It's not like I'm not going to tell you."

"Jaina Proudmoore, my good niece, can you give me a moment to answer?"

Arthur made a gesture to Jaina to keep quiet and quickly spoke up to stop her from continuing.

I only gave you a few seconds to think, and I was ready to say it, but you kept...give uncle a chance.

"Yes, Uncle Arthur."

Seeing her uncle's gesture and Arthas glancing at her, Jaina's face turned slightly red.

Anyway, among the people present, only two people saw her blush for a moment, and then she returned to normal and straightened her back.

"I am indeed a druid. The question is how did you guess that?"

"Arthas, come here."

Hearing Arthur admit that he was a druid, Jaina poked Arthas with her staff and asked him to show it.

"That's no problem, Jaina. I'll do it..."

"What I mean is that you become my experimental subject."

Reaching out and tapping the man's head that was entangled by vines that appeared out of nowhere, Jaina showed Arthur her natural magic.

"Ahem, Jaina, are you here to seek the power of the wilderness?"

With a light cough, Arthur pointed at Arthas, wanting to speak out to help him dissolve this strange spell.

In his opinion, shouldn't the entanglement be tree roots emerging from the ground? How could it appear out of thin air?

"Well, why can't I solve it..."

"Uncle Arthur, it's actually very simple."

Gently tapping the floor with her staff, Jaina removed the spell from Arthas.

The vines turned into green spots of light and disappeared, and Arthas stood again in the place he had been missing for so long.

"We are not here to seek the power of the wilderness or learn the teachings of druids. We are here to ask the druids to help heal the wounds of the earth."

Shaking her head at Arthur, Jaina dismissed his previous question.

Our natural ways are completely different, and I can perform "orthodox" magic without having to learn orthodox teachings.

“The wound of the earth? What is this, Jaina?”

"Who tore the earth apart, demons and undead, or the orcs that caused trouble earlier?"

"Tell uncle that I will go with you to deal with them right now."

Thinking of the enemies Jaina encountered, Arthur felt a headache.

I haven't received any news from the Thornspeakers in the territory! I don't understand where the wound on the earth is...

"It is the trauma caused by the plague that has completely destroyed our people's land and makes it impossible to cultivate it."

Her ears turned slightly red and Jaina immediately changed her words, thinking that she had indeed exaggerated a bit.

"Arthas and I have thought about it and agree that the protector of the balance of nature may have a solution."

"Combined with the rumors I heard in the past and the murals here, I can finally confirm that there is a druid sect in Drustvar."

"Yes, the Thornspeakers of Drustvar will be happy to assist."

After hearing Jaina's explanation, Arthur clapped his hands and agreed on behalf of the Thornspeakers.

Isn't it just a matter of arable land? Can't the Druid solve it?

Drustvar has had land problems for so many years, and they have been able to gradually improve them. So shouldn't the arable land problem be a piece of cake for them?

"Arthur, can you control nature?"

"Of course, Meredith."

"Well, Arthur, please show us your magic too."

"I saw Lucia was also very curious, so I spoke for her."

Pushing her confused daughter over as an excuse, Meredith looked at her husband with shining eyes.

With such a magical spell, I now understand why you behaved abnormally in the past.

"Okay, I'll come now..."

"Wait, uncle, I have a question."

Before the Waycrests could continue their conversation, Arthas interrupted them.

You can't use your spells here. I seriously suspect you're going to cheat me.

Of course I'm not afraid without Jaina by my side, but if Jaina is next to me, I'll be very scared, afraid of accidents.

What happened to me before must not be a coincidence. It must be Jaina playing tricks on me. How could nature play tricks on me, a peace-loving druid?

"Can you take me to Thros? I need to find some..."

"Zlos, Arthas, do you want to go there?"

Enduring the familiar pain in his waist, Arthas nodded and covered her little movement.

The pain told him that he had misunderstood again and she was innocent.

"No, Arthas."

"The only thing I won't agree to is your request."

Arthur waved his hands violently at Arthas, crossed his arms and refused directly.

"That is a forbidden area, and it has been sealed for countless years."

"Let's talk about the plague-infected land. I won't let you go..."

"Uncle, I may know why the land of Drustvar is cursed."

Seeing Arthur's serious refusal, Arthas gave a reason.

Let's go get some things, join forces with Orfa and other Thornspeakers, and together we can destroy the Drust who refuses to go to the Shadowlands. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?

"What did you say? Could it be that Zlos..."

"Yes, after my silent observation for some time."