The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Brother, I said I didn't mean it, do you believe me?"

Feeling the high temperature flame next to his handsome face, Fadwin felt the heat and immediately began to explain to the big brother in front of him.

He wanted to say "buddy", but when he thought about the people around the fire, he had to lower his head.

"Give me some time to relax, brother!"

Unfortunately, when Fadwin's head retreated slightly, the flames in Ronin's hands also followed synchronously, never leaving him.

"What do you say, man?"

Looking at his brothers who were frightened like lambs, Roning opened a barrier to prevent Fadwin's voice from spreading.

Help? We are here to save you, to help you...brothers.

"I thought you were an undead because the disguise magic of the Drust and Poison Heart Coven is very clever, and it is basically the same as a real person."

"One...an accident. I found that only by knocking them out would some of them reveal their ugly true colors."

"Brother, my ammunition doesn't have much attack power. It basically helps me confuse the enemy."

His body was forced back, and Falwin stuck to the barrier, holding his head with his hands. He pointed at the ashes of "Archmage Ronin" with one hand, and tremblingly stated the reason.

However, his right foot moved when Ronin was not paying attention, and Vereesa watched all of this and took the opportunity to glance at the gesture that Ronin was giving her.

She took down the longbow behind her, opened and narrowed her blue eyes, stretched out her hand and gently pulled the bowstring, condensing a blue magic arrow.

"Hey man, what are these Drust and Poison Heart Witches you're talking about?"

"She and I came here unexpectedly and have no idea where this is."

Extinguishing the flame in his hand, Roning patted his slightly "hot" hands, lowered his head and asked in a deep voice.

After following this group of people for a short time and having so much time, he only discovered one thing.

There were some problems with his teleportation technique, and he was unable to resolve these minor issues. Even if he found stable space nodes around him, he still could not open the portal to "Dalaran".

After careful calculations, he discovered that "Dalaran" seemed to no longer exist, and the magic network of Azeroth had changed a little and looked a little strange.

Since these problems cannot be solved in a short time, he had to ask the Kul Tiras brothers in front of him.

Because his mentor, Krasus, had just brought back some local specialties of Kul Tiras a day ago.

He "smelled" a familiar scent on this fellow, and the bottle of Stormsong mead hanging around Faldwin's waist was the best proof.

“Ah?! You even… cough cough…”

When the astonished Fardwin coughed lightly and continued to shake his right foot, Vereesa shot an arrow into the sky. A magic arrow turned into a rain of arrows in the air and shot towards the enemies in the "fog".

The role of the think tank is reflected at this moment. The cooperation between the mage and the ranger couple is so great that one plus one is greater than two. Her attacks are extremely accurate.

A few arrows even snatched away a certain kid's assist, and a familiar aura made her scratch her head as she watched the fog dissipate.

The two of them didn’t come, but you came... It can’t be a new world, what’s going on?

"My friend, I was wrong. I misunderstood you."

"Please be magnanimous and forgive me, or I might be on the wanted list again."

The evidence was irrefutable. Under Ronin's subtle gaze, Fadwin scratched his head with a flattering smile and embarrassedly put away the knife he had just drawn.

I understand, you are truly one of us, but can you please forgive me just once... I really didn't mean it.

"It's alright, buddy."

"We won't care. Your intentions are good, and we all understand."

"We in Dalaran are also studying the problems in Kul Tiras. We were sent by Chancellor Antonidas to help you."

In response, Roning struck his staff to break the barrier he had set, made up an excuse, and turned to smile at the fellow.

You really want to force us to take action, right? What is Kul Tiras hiding that makes you so cautious?

What are those Nathrezim plotting?

Could it be that, as Vereesa thought, the Book of Medivh was just a cover? But what else could Kul Tiras have?

What did the two princes do? One disappeared, and the other was captured by Drust.

Calculating the time, Vereesa and I learned that the two of them went to Kul Tiras...

"Respected Master Mage, we in Kul Tiras have encountered major problems in recent years."

"In the past few years since Admiral Dai Lin left, pirates have become more rampant here, and there are all kinds of people here."

Upon hearing the ancient name Antonidas, Fadwin's heart shuddered, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.

Those Drust manifested should be dead people, Antonidas... I didn't know this until I read the information from Lady Proudmoore. I was young at the time and didn't pay much attention.

His appearance, the one who can match with the silver-haired elf... Vereesa Windrunner seems to be... Archmage Rhonin? Didn't he die in Theramore? !

"Recently, various forces in Azeroth want to occupy this fertile land. We are here to..."

"Hey man, let's talk later. It seems like something went wrong."

After the Drust died in the fog, Ronin saw a child on the shoulder of a black-haired and brown-eyed lady, and a blond-haired and blue-eyed captain in the blink of an eye when the fog dissipated.

Like Vereesa next to him, he took out a magic photo and compared it carefully.

They were made by Crassus at the request of Vereesa, and the figures on them are lifelike.

"Mr. Ronin, Ms. Vereesa, it's been a long time since we last met..."

Seeing the two familiar men, comrades who had once fought against evil, Varian was about to say hello when a gust of wind passed through him.

At the same time, when Christina quietly crawled behind Lord Lucia's head, moved her little feet, and her head gradually sank to the "bottom of the sea", she was caught by a pair of white and tender little hands.

"not see……"

"Your Majesty Varian, we'll see you there...is that right?"

Seeing Varian's dazed look, Roning waved his hand and slapped his big hand hard, bringing him back to his senses with a snap.

Seeing this group of familiar people, except for a few unfamiliar faces and two slightly old faces, he and she once again confirmed the identities of everyone.

Time travel is nothing strange. The person who was next to me must have a special physique, otherwise how could he bring me here?

What’s even more outrageous is that it seems that Vereesa brought too many people.

We come from all corners of the world and from different kingdoms.

"Great, Luo Ning, you guys are here too."

A passionate female voice sounded in the ears of the two comrades. Tiffin looked over and placed a series of flaming words in front of Ronin.

It's better to leave this kind of thing to professionals. I need some time to get familiar with it. I don't have the ability, so there's nothing I can do.

"Rhonin, I found that if we want to rescue Jaina, we need to decipher this message."

"The Drust has imprisoned her true form somewhere in Thros... in this dark land."

As soon as Tiffin opened his mouth, he got straight to the point and told the new high-quality labor force about his discoveries.

"I intercepted their magic arrays one after another and obtained these words. I miss you..."

"Excuse me for interrupting you, Your Majesty."

Pointing at the flame dragon pattern, Luo Ning also whispered his discovery.

"I really can't understand these words. I wonder if you can change them into the common... Saras language?"

In order not to let Tiffin expend too much energy, he paused for a moment and changed his request.

My red dragon mentor never taught me the language of dragons in detail, and I only understand a few words.

Dear Majesty Tiffin, you are so knowledgeable, why do you make things difficult for me?

Now I finally believe that Countess Katrana is the phantom of a certain dragon. What kind of dragon are you?

Her father... Black Dragon?!

"Sorry, Lord Ronin, it's just a habit."

Tiffin just waved her hand lightly, and the lines of flaming dragon characters turned into a common language that everyone could understand.

But... Roning feels that... the problem of different mages having different casting habits is really difficult to solve.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I forgot again... OK, please read it."

She could immediately see the helplessness hidden in Ronin's eyes, so Tiffin waved her hand again.

In an instant, she corrected all her personal flaws and re-woven the text of fire according to the standards of the Quel'dorei.

Seeing the common language that he could completely understand... like a textbook, Roning raised his eyebrows and then began to read.

Since you are so capable, why don't you come to Dalaran and register for the qualifications of a great mage and teach us apprentices...Okay, I'll solve this problem.

Facing Tiffin's solemn glance, Roning put aside other thoughts in his mind, raised his hand to take the floating flame words, stepped aside and studied them.

As a good helper to the leader of a country, you must be very busy, so I won’t disturb you.

"Okay, Varian, let's take a break."

After solving this problem, Tiffin's tense heart relaxed and she pulled the King of Stormwind next to her.

As soon as she raised her hand, the gravel on the ground turned into seats, waiting for the destined ones to visit.

"Tiffin, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Varian glanced at the archmage who was lost in thought, and after being placed on a stone bench by Tiffin, he stood up slightly... and was placed back down by her.

I've rested long enough, and I'm pretty good at fighting. How about trusting me this time?

I've almost recovered and can definitely fight with all my strength for ten minutes, so why should I do this?

"Aunt Katherine, King Greymane, Lady Waycrest, Taelia, Faldwen, come here."

"Come sit here and take a break. We should rest and prepare for the battle. There is still a tough battle waiting for us."

Hearing her husband's question, Tiffin moved her ears and asked others to sit on the stone bench and rest for a while.

If even this small problem cannot be solved, then I doubt the value of Dalaran's evaluation of the Grand Mage. There must be some unspeakable secret in it.

Look at "Archmage" Jaina, and listen to other people's stories. No matter which one of them, they can open doors everywhere and take people away.

"Don't worry, it won't take us long."

"Once Lord Ronin has finished his research, we can go directly to the vicinity of Jaina's real body."

"No need to keep searching everywhere like before, that would be purely a matter of luck."

Without waiting for Catherine, Gene and others to ask in confusion, Tiffin took the opportunity to raise her voice slightly and continued speaking.

"Of course, you know me. I'm just a wild mage!"

"I never received formal instruction...like the mages of Dalaran."

Her performance shocked them. Tell me, is there a wild mage who can throw such a big fireball? !

You even rubbed it with your bare hands… and it exhaled a breath of fire, which we seem to have only seen from creatures like dragons.

Could it be another Jaina... Tanred, can you breathe fire?

Seeing the occasional glances from the crowd, Tanred shuddered all over.

He shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly, asking, "Why are you looking at me?"

I can't breathe fire or anything like that. It's the first time I've seen a human being do something like that.

I was just teasing my niece with my new sister, and it makes me feel awkward to see you looking at me like that.

"In my world, Varian has been working very hard for my research... Don't you agree, Varian?"

Since these people didn't believe him, Tiffin used his trump card.

We are not from the same world, and everyone has a lot of secrets to hide. I can compile news as well.

"Tiffin, if he hadn't provided us with some gold, I would have to live on the streets with you and Anduin."

"Your research almost took away my private library... I have to thank my good brother, Arthas, for his financial support."

Varian took out a square brick of gold from his storage ring and tossed it in front of everyone.

It's a small matter. I still have some deductions at the moment, so I don't have anything to give to you, but for you, I am willing to entrust them all to you.

As he said, having money is a good thing. You guys are so envious... It's over. The money in my private treasury is gone. What have I done?

Defias Brotherhood, I hope we can resolve this dispute peacefully. Just give the money and other things to the real king.

As he said, we are all just workers. We do the dirty and tiring work, and we are also ready to take the blame at any time.

Once we have time, Tiffin will surely lead us to strike as fast as thunder and eliminate all hidden dangers in Stormwind City.

"Christina, what should you call me?"

While the others were temporarily distracted, Vereesa held the little one in her arms and pinched her face, pretending to be happy.

Including when Tanred's eyes lit up, he really didn't know that his brother-in-law and sister were rich. Please forgive a wanderer who has just returned home and has only seen delicious food and fine wine.

"Aunt, Aunt Vereesa, my Aunt Vereesa."

Staring at Caroline's big blue eyes, Christina turned her grief and anger into helplessness and responded with a pout.

I knew that you women would be unable to walk when you see me.

In my opinion, Aunt Lucia is the best and would never treat me like this.

My good uncle, Tanred Proudmoore, I will never forgive you!

You just succumb to the enemy's tyranny and directly acknowledge me as your sister. Where's your face?

I finally understand that people from the same family tend to stick together.

I look at my two Youge guardians, they must be...

"Little guy, auntie brought you a gift, do you want it?"

While the little girl was guessing, Vereesa took out a local sausage, roasted it briefly over a flame, and then touched Christina's little mouth with the sausage.

"Christina still wants it, my dearest Aunt Vereesa."

As expected, she finished the sausage in one gulp, covered her stomach, and burped.

I recognize you, Vereesa Windrunner. You have treated me very well. Let me take some time to find the blacklist and cross your name off.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, it's time for us to head to our last stop."

"Lady Proudmoore is still waiting for our rescue."

As soon as he said this, Roning opened a giant teleportation array to cover the others.

He still had some doubts in his mind, why did Your Majesty the Queen entrust me with several key matters.

Can you give me some credit? The problem is that I don’t seem to lack credit, and I think it’s better to give it to others.

By the way, can anyone tell me which Proudmoore we are going to rescue?

Except for a few people who don't care much, I think I'm the only one who doesn't know...

"Fardwin, we've been on adventures all the way, and it seems like nothing has ever been so easy."

"Yes, Taelia, they are awesome."

After responding to Talia, Fadwin looked at the pistol on Ronin's waist with a complicated look, not knowing whether he should take it back.

I have been in Kul Tiras for so many years and have been in the Great Sea for so many years, but this is the first time I have discovered that adventure can be so... enjoyable.

We were supposed to rescue Lady Proudmoore, but it seems like it's become...