The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

The red power of anger lingered on his arms, and the black-haired man in green armor lined with the blue and white lion training suit exerted a little force.

Crack! There was a sound of something breaking the ice.

In less than three seconds, he stood on the ice with his swords sheathed, his two swords united as one, raised his hands and stopped to look into the distance at the marine amphibious creature that disappeared into the sea.

He said in a deep voice: "Tanred, it seems that we are still a step slow after all."

After the dance ended, Tanred calmly put his hands behind his back, stepped over with his blade, and said, "Yes, Varian."

Tanred concluded: "We are too slow and not strong enough, so we can't even get a sip of soup."

Looking at the soldiers cheering loudly in the distance, Lord Waycrest who was supported by them, and a person with shiny black hair among them.

These things reminded Tanred of what his sister had taught him before, and he seemed to have a new understanding.

The target was set too far away, so our "commander-in-chief" prepared a large magic circle during the battle and hastily put an end to both of their targets.

When the two of them dealt with Vikgos in the end, it seemed that their single blows did not contribute at all.

This should have been the final climax of the battle, but the two of them felt like they had no sense of participation at all.

"Maybe we should..."

Sheathing his sword, Varian interrupted, "It's not realistic to follow his example."

"Not everyone can be like him... We are not good enough, we are unique."

Suddenly thinking of the previous battle, Varian said bluntly: "By the way, brother, have you found a problem?"

"Brother, what problem did you find?"

Having recognized a new brother, Tanred's face darkened and he was ready to find out the reason.

"Almost all of those fishmen obey the command of the Nagas, and most of the male Nagas obey the command of the female Nagas."

Hearing Varian's question, Tanred's expression changed and he said, "Brother, I suggest you go to the library in Kul Tiras to study for a while."

"Naga originally regarded women as kings, while men were mostly stronger and obeyed orders."

After hearing Tanred's kind words, Varian turned to look at him, nodded and said, "You are right, brother."

"Because of what I've experienced over the years... I'm not a qualified king. I really need to learn."

Hearing Varian's frank words, Tanred showed an expression that showed he was a teachable child.

However, before he could think... he saw Varian condense a ball of violet arcane energy and make a familiar gesture in front of him.

He always remembered that his sister Jaina used the same movements after learning a spell, which were textbook movements.

The arcane power quickly formed a small rune, and at the same time as Tanred opened his mouth, Varian closed his eyes and flashed.

In the blink of an eye, Varian dodged five meters, then five meters, jumped up with the help of the ground, cast a spell in the air, dodged five meters again, and jumped back to the shore.

Looking back at Tanreid who remained where he was, Varian scratched the back of his head and carefully reviewed what he had learned from this training.

He only felt that he had been trained hard by the queen, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind... The flicker technique he learned was still not as good as the instant flash of some mages.

Whether it was the flash distance or the casting speed, there was still a long distance between them and the standard mentioned by Tiffin that he could not see at all.

He had used it before on the battlefield... Unfortunately, he was defeated after receiving a small counter spell... It was completely not as practical as charging, and he needed to practice slowly.

When Varian was lamenting the extent to which he and the earth elemental mage had utilized their new power, Tanred slapped his chest and knelt on the ground, saying that his new big brother was not a pure-blooded warrior either.

Although he felt heartbroken, he thought it was time to consider his sister's suggestion. Changing the venue might help him narrow the gap with his opponent.

The secret skills that my sister taught me are not yet feasible on the battlefield, so I must study them carefully and work hard after I return.

He could still vividly remember the great voyage in his dream and the man breaking through the waves at the stern. He could not forget it and even wanted to realize this little dream.

"Is it fun for you to kneel like this, Tanred?"

Hearing a very familiar voice, Tanred looked up, was startled, and couldn't help but move back a little.

He asked back: "Sister, why are you..."

"What's wrong with me? What can happen to me?"

It turned out that it was Jaina who was holding her head with both hands, floating less than an inch above the ice, staring at her silly brother curiously.

For her, being scolded has become the norm, and she just lets it go in one ear and out the other.

She believes that apart from her own realm, others can only envy her in other aspects.

It has been a long time since that day!

At first, I thought I had become a legendary master-level triple-cultivation mage after years of hard study, and I was already very powerful, but in the end, I was still led away in such a confused manner.

Witnessing your wish come true is a good thing, but watching someone's strength erupt like a fountain, my mentality almost exploded...

Punching through Jaina's memories, Tanred asked, "Sister, is it fun for you to be in a daze like this?"

As for this sister whom he had just reunited with a few days ago, he decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.

He thought that after two years of traveling outside, he would come back as the legendary prince of the future, invincible among his peers. However, a hug of love destroyed all his fantasies.

Tanred Proudmoore will remember this incident for the rest of his life. It is a tragic memory engraved in his bones!

"Tanred, Tanred Proudmoore! You..."

Just as he was about to give Tanred what he had been thinking about, Jaina was picked up by a big hand, and Tanred was no exception.

The two siblings were mentioned by the same person, who said with disgust, "What are you talking about? Open the door for me!"

"We have assembled the team, but you two are slacking off on us."

"Tanred... a weak warrior, it's normal that he can't teleport."

Hearing the word "weak chicken", Tanred clenched his teeth, and his desire to seriously study multiple professions became stronger.

If his parents are primarily warriors and work as extras as part-time soldiers, then he cannot be a purebred warrior all his life.

In his eyes, little Lucia was a perfect example of a "homebody girl"... In just one night, she suddenly became so much stronger and had an additional magical sword.

Lifting up Jaina, whose face was full of threats, the man said, "As our royal teleportation archmage, how can you waste our time?"

In response to Arthas' question, Jaina raised her head proudly, folded her arms, and hooked her finger at Arthas.

Through her eyes, Arthas understood.

She said that once I reveal your true colors, it will be big news. Of course, it’s also possible for me to give you a poor appearance.

After glaring at the unconvinced Jaina, Arthas whispered in her ear: "You... you think your current Transfiguration spell is powerful?"

"Once the magic power that maintains your appearance disappears, it will be the same as if you had nothing."

"Is it any different from before... when I used the power of the tiger to scare Balnazzar, dear?"

"Your so-called breakthrough in new transfiguration spells is not as effective as your ability to...transform sheep."

"Once others stop believing, it will automatically cancel itself..."

Jaina suddenly covered Arthas' mouth with her right hand, and with a stern face, she stretched out her left hand to ravage the handsome face of the new Arthas.

Your black hair is flowing, and the black and red color contrast well with each other, giving off a royal aura. You are indeed handsome, but the compatibility between you and a certain sword spirit in Frostmourne is really far beyond 100%, 10,000%.

Are you taking me there... I have secretly been to Pandaria and looked for the Pandaren. The black dragon was so domineering... You didn't take me there first...

"You two... three, you three are the ones wasting time!"

"Arthas, let go."

He immediately let go, turned around, and the gold-rimmed black dragon moved. Arthas took Jaina away and said, "I will follow your orders, Lady Proudmoore."

"Tanred, what is your mission?"

"Report, Lady Jaina, I am always ready!"

He quickly stood up, stood at attention, saluted, and reported loudly. Tanred was very serious.

"You two...you two are really giving me a headache."

Regarding the act of opening a portal through the skillful cooperation between herself and Arthas, the white-haired Jaina raised her hand to her forehead and shook her head.

She suddenly shouted, "Forget it, I'll do it!"

Pulling out the wand from her back, the white-haired Jaina decided to personally send everyone to the port of Boralus.

There's no need to save mana. I think the two of you alone can attract countless firepower and help us win.

Isn't it just a teleportation spell? I am also very proficient in it. I wave my staff, draw a formation, speed up the output of mana, and teleport everyone!

Seeing the white-haired Jaina cast a mass teleportation spell, the Kul Tiras soldiers who were queuing up to enter the Ring of Fire portal not far away also made their own choices.

They watched the first group of brothers and sisters in front walk into the fire door and take a step forward... When the people on the other side of the door wondered why the brothers and sisters behind didn't come in, they surrounded their brothers and sisters with different expressions.

With the help of a very smart humanoid travel device, Jaina reached out and held the older woman's hand and said excitedly: "Thank you, my other self!"

When she thought about the limited magic power in her body and how she should save it as much as possible, she was so moved that tears almost came out, and her expression was as if she was in tears.

She held Arthas's shoulders and stood up, then she put her arms around the older woman and said, "Thank you so much. When the war is over, I will definitely..."

Facing her younger self face to face, the white-haired Jaina said helplessly: "You...you are so enthusiastic. No wonder you and Vereesa can become good friends."

Just find a reason to say something nice. After all, in a sense, the two of them are one person, and she doesn't want to scold herself.

She looked at her, and the strength in her left and right hands became more and more unbearable. She always felt that this tone was very familiar. She had been with her before, and she might be by her side. There must be people with similar personalities.

Finally, to the ostentatious and unrepentant blond young man.

The white-haired Jaina moved away from her other self in disgust, left a word, raised her hand to cast a spell, and teleported away alone.

"You two... I don't want to bother with you anymore. I have other things to do."

Could it be that a woman's personality would change so much after having a husband and children?

She was puzzled by this problem...she only thought of one possibility, that she might have hidden this kind of character when she was young.

But as time went by and her experiences became different, she completely lost this kind of character. Even if she could get it back, she wouldn't want it.

When White-haired Jaina went back to her mother to discuss how to defend against the enemy, four old brothers in green armor were discussing something on the wall of Boralus Port.

Looking at the Ashvane pirate fleet approaching in the distance, Vickers was worried and asked, "Daelin, how do you want to deal with the pirates?"

"Vickers, then I have to ask you first, who are you?"

Hearing Dalin's question, Vickers fell silent.

"Oh, I know what you're worried about."

With a sigh, Dai Lin said, "The new shells are indeed very powerful, but it's not like we haven't encountered this situation before."

"According to the information revealed by Genn, the pirates we are dealing with do not have a legion system of corresponding scale. Many pirates rely on Lady Ashvane and her loyal followers to maintain their military appearance and discipline."

"As long as we get rid of Lady Ashvane or capture her, we can achieve victory as quickly as possible. The defense gap is not a problem for us now."

Reaching out his left hand and pressing his old brother's shoulder, Daelin reminded him: "Back then, the orcs had the help of the red dragon, but did we retreat?"

"Not at all! I told you our strategy long ago...but what does it have to do with you?"

"Will I create a rift with you... and Priscilla and Rocco because of such a small matter? Catherine and I will not at all."

Having inherited the position of his ancestors, there are some things that he has to consider and investigate in depth. Daelin saw that Vickers wanted to take this opportunity today to ask for a guarantee from the king in the presence of several brothers.

Why is the ruler of Kul Tiras called the Admiral? In addition to the historical reason that the ancestors were pioneers, it is also related to the local culture, the plundering pirates and the united people.

Calling him the Admiral both internally and externally might be Daelin Proudmoore's way of maintaining the brotherhood between him and his past brothers.

Now, seeing that Vickers was still silent, Daelin had to express his opinion again: "She is her, she is not the Priscilla I know."

"We all know that you have not done anything to offend Kul Tiras. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you secretly."

"Of course, as long as you don't break the laws of Kul Tiras, I'm sure Jaina or Tanred won't do anything. You are my future in-law!"

Suddenly realizing that Arthur and Pluto had entered Vickers' state, Daelin raised his voice a little and said, "If I really thought that, I wouldn't have explained so much to you. Do you understand?!"

"As long as I am here, as long as we are in Kul Tiras, pirates will either become harmless sailors or be hung from the mast by us. There is no other choice."

Continuing to glance at his three good brothers, Dai Lin saw that they wanted to say something but kept their mouths shut, and instantly pushed Vickers down.

Suddenly hit by Dai Lin, Vickers got up and said angrily: "You say yours, I think mine, but you have to do this to me, what on earth do you want to do!"

Seeing that Lord Ashvane finally responded, Daelin simply raised his hand, controlled Vickers with his backhand and said coldly: "When I speak, can you give me some response?"

"And you two, Arthur, Pluto, what on earth are you thinking about?"

Hearing Daelin calling them, Arthur and Pluto looked at each other and made a very heavy decision.

The cruel reality proved one thing to them. Daelin might have become dull because of these successive events recently... Admiral... Oh no! He had been king for a long time.

"Um, what do you two mean?!"

Letting go of Vickers, Daelin asked, "In the direction you pointed...are there pirate invasions...or are there any pirate spies?"

"But there are clearly no pirates over there. I've noticed that a long time ago. Aren't they all new reinforcements?"

For the first time, he found out that his good brother was even dumber than himself. Vickers waved his hand and called over his two old friends, ready to join forces to help Dai Lin experience what retribution in this life meant.

"Don't you know? The battle at Union Square ended not long ago... What on earth do you three want to do?!"

Just as he was asking the question, Daelin suddenly found that his three good brothers, Vickers, Arthur, and Pluto, surrounded him.

Relaxing his muscles, Vickers smiled and said, "Hey, Dalin!"

"You spoke to the three of us for a long time, babble, but you don't act like an admiral at all, more like a sissy."

"Over there... the person holding your daughter is a stranger. Even though he's a handsome guy, aren't you worried about Prince Arthas at all?!"

Seeing Dai Lin's stunned look, Vickers raised his lips and said, "With his previous ability to stop the pirates, you two should not let us get involved."

Pluto, who has become an old hand at watching the show, said, "We don't have the ability of you two, father and daughter, to eat from the bowl and keep an eye on the pot..."

Arthur, who had turned into a bystander, said: "When everything is over, I hope Catherine... Prince Alsace won't be too angry."

The three of them said in unison: "From a certain perspective, it would be best for you and your daughter to cut your losses in time before the worst happens."

"Daelin Proudmoore, promiscuous love is not something a king or a princess can do. You and your daughter should carefully consider the political...family factors."