The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"What's wrong with not having enough food? I think you two should stop looking for trouble."

Not knowing why she was surrounded, Jaina appeared at the oat storage area like a magician and produced a warehouse of oats from her ring and cleared out the inventory.

Just today, since I realized that I could eat more and more, and I now have a warm little home... a mysterious little home with a relatively large interior space, Jaina has been working very hard!

While praying for Jaina Proudmoore and Sylvanas Windrunner in front of the "altar" of holy light, Jaina was eating a delicious meal in her dream!

Although she knows nothing, she has to know everything. Jaina often goes on a shopping spree and never comes back, in order to vent her desire to shop and fill up her small home so that her daughter won't go hungry!

The mysterious veil was not completely removed, waiting for the right moment to come, while the little one and the two trapped Jaina together, with the little pink fist taking the lead in attacking.

The body is soft but the attitude is not. This is too much of a bullying to the kid. Do you really think you can be strong in front of the kid by using magic to transform into a set of elegant and luxurious clothes?

Her eyes narrowed, and Jaina reached out and grabbed the tiger pajamas baby's belly, leaving a wet red mark on her face.

After swinging around for a few times, the child became obedient. Jaina made her an ice lolly and let Christina go.

The other two women were unwilling to help her, so she had to jump back in a pitiful manner.

"Hmm." Regaining her cool appearance, Jaina pulled out a small ice crystal blackboard and began to teach Youge and her daughter how to make new things.

"Today, what we are going to learn is... Don't be anxious, let me think about it."

"I believe everyone has made cakes and porridge. I'm going to teach you a..."

With a single hand raise, she restored her daughter's green armor from her gorgeous clothes and crown. Syndra then took the recipe that flew out of Jaina's hand.

After scanning it carefully, only some magically drawn pictures of delicious food were recorded. Sindra sighed and said, "Well, you don't have that kind of talent."

Looking at the dejected Jaina, Vasya said, "Okay, if you can't do it, then don't do it."

"We didn't expect a spoiled young lady like you to have any skills."

At this point, Syndra interrupted, "What is this, Jaina?"

"It looks delicious. It's white and looks soft."

Seeing the picture in Syndra's hand, Jaina remembered that one day when he had nothing to do, Arthas secretly made something like this.

It’s a pity that she thought it didn’t taste good... She had already memorized how to make it.

"So it's steamed buns... This situation is really good. I'm making some porridge, and then..."

"If that's the case, I'll take the noodles... Never mind, let's get to work!"

He raised his hand and pressed a table, which woke Christina, who had just returned to her nest, up again. Her eyes were full of resentment.

Taking out a small bottle with the word "yeast" written on it, Jaina followed the method she remembered, summoned her magic power, and called forth a large basin.

The ground wheat falls into a basin, and appropriate amounts of water and oil are added to fully blend them into flocs.

In front of the two curious ladies, Jaina used her magic power with both hands to knead the dough in all directions, adding some dry flour and water from time to time.

After a period of time, knead the dough into a round shape, then wrap the dough with wind elements. The dough gradually expands and the fermentation process is completed.

Flour fluttered in the air, and small pieces of it fell onto the table, automatically deforming into balls that looked similar to the steamed buns in the picture in Sindra's hand.

She made a steamer and put a porous white cloth on it… After a while, the steamer cloth passed and steam gradually came out.

After opening the lid, Vasya couldn't wait to take a bun and took a bite, then...swallowed it.

"Can't you put some sugar in it, sister?"

Hearing what Vasya said, Jaina tilted her head and said apologetically: "I forgot, I never thought of adding sugar."

"Ah." Sindra sighed again after picking up the cookbook: "Spicy...Does that kid like spicy food?"

"You have a good talent for painting, but you lack some manual dexterity. You really have lived up to your talent."

At this moment, Sindras reached into his pocket, took out a red round fruit, took a bite and said, "It's spicy, yes."

Seeing that these two people solved the two problems that had troubled her for a long time in just a short while, Jaina felt her mind go blank for a moment, and the buzzing sound continued.

Nodding Jaina's head, Vasya covered her mouth and chuckled, "It seems that you are not as omnipotent as you think."

"I finally regained some confidence. Having a sister like you was really a headache for me."

"Wait, you gave these things to me... why are you taking them away again?"

"Because if the house doesn't pop out, you two can't get out either, right?"

After taking away her carefully crafted recipe, Jaina left with baskets of steamed buns, and thoughtfully left behind a detailed instruction manual and a photo of the recipe.

By the way, she suddenly floated back, and Jaina created two clouds above Syndra and Vasya’s heads.

When she officially opened the portal and left the room, two clouds, one blue and one green, floated down and exploded on the chests of Youge and her daughter.

There was no harm, just some of them scattered and floated over the heads of the children who were peeking at them, and then condensed into the words "Royal Cook".

Christina wanted to laugh out loud, but when she saw the four words "tiger head and tiger brain" above her head, her fists clenched again, and she looked down at the photo stone to vent her anger.

"What do you mean, mother?"

"What can we do? After all, we've already done something to her. We have to be more careful next time."

Somewhat resigned to her fate, Vasya said, "Well, it seems I have to work hard too."

"But I always feel that working hard is not as good as lying down... Forget it, just work harder."

"See? You should use your brain more when you work, my daughter."

After looking at each other, the two women found a place to sit down and study their new jobs for a while.

As usual, after handing the food to her familiar lieutenant, Jaina said, "Falric, is there enough food?"

Inside the barrier, after accepting the steamed bun, Falak said respectfully, "Grand Marshal, I have had enough to eat and drink."

Seeing new food, food he had never seen before...Farric just had to make sure it was edible, fluffy like bread, but didn't taste or look like it.

The woman, who had returned to her phoenix robe, pretended to be polite and said, "So, how is their decision on whether to stay or go going?"

Following Jaina's gesture, Falric said, "Report, Grand Marshal."

"Nine hundred people were willing to stay for this rescue, but after careful consideration."

"Excluding the old and the young, as well as some of the breadwinners, there are 420 people willing to stay."

"According to the intelligence that Marwyn sends back from time to time, there are more people waiting for us to gather."

"I think we ..."

Raising her hand and waving her Black Phoenix sleeve, Jaina said, "Quality is more important than quantity."

"They actually wanted to rest in a safe place. What we are facing next is a battlefield, a cruel battlefield."

"We will most likely have to travel back and forth, and even if we collect horses along the way, there won't be enough horses for us to ride on."

Stopping Falric who wanted to explain again, Jaina said: "That is the only place we have right now, and it is definitely safe for the time being."

"Their lord is also one who has our trust and is a paladin of high moral character."

Falrick and the other two brothers on his left and right sighed at the same time. They didn't know how noble the paladin was, but they were sure that they would become more and more troubled as time went on.

While imagining the ending of that paladin, Falrick and the other two couldn't help but think of another paladin. Is it really necessary to fight a war of that level?

As time slowly passed and the powerful aura emanated from His Majesty the Grand Marshal, they all felt that even if the enemy was Uther, he would not be able to defeat him in one move.

Seeing that these three people didn't know Arthas's background, Jaina thought about it and decided not to say anything. She just pinched the shadow that had sneaked in at some point to death.

Seeing this, Falak and the other two broke out in cold sweats… They had done a poor job.

The aura that made it hard for the three to breathe suddenly came down, and Jaina said coldly: "Don't worry about my mana consumption, and there is no need to save it."

"I'm not like her, and he's not like him, so let's reveal as little of our secrets as possible."

"Did you hear that? There's no need to save money. Safety is our top priority."

"It's fine if the situation goes well, but if it doesn't, we will have no choice but to wield our weapons and kill our companions who we have been living with day and night."

In the end, Jaina's voice was no longer cold and returned to its spring-like tone.

"Alright, alright. Remember not to make the same mistake again next time. Our rear area also needs stability."

Knowing that Jaina wanted to talk to Falric alone, Bantner and Jackson quietly left, leaving the venue to the two of them... well, there was also a little girl who appeared out of nowhere and looked a bit like...

After the other two left, Jaina conjured up another popsicle and gave it to her lazy daughter who was thrown out by Syndra and Vasya.

After teasing Christina, Jaina took out the map of Lordaeron and said, "Stratholme has fallen, and the capital of Lordaeron has fallen."

"If there was no one behind the scenes who led the Scourge to besiege Dalaran and Silvermoon City, we might not have so much time."

"Farric, you and Marwyn are two of the people Arthas and I trust the most. It's true no matter which one you are."

"Remember, we need warriors with sufficient physical strength. The Grand Marshal Arthas you saw is not invincible."

"Strong is just his appearance. Actually... never mind. Give him some face."

Clearing her throat again, Jaina pointed to the floating and unfolded map and said, "The undead army coming out of Tirisfal Glades and West Wilderd."

"The Scourge marched from left to right, crossing Silverpine Forest and Hillsbrad Foothills. The main force advanced all the way, while the branches chased after living creatures."

"There is no army in Dalaran that can control the sky, nor is there an underground army that can fight against the undead spider demons."

"Even the water resources we depend on for survival need to be heated to high temperatures in order to barely kill some pathogens and avoid illness."

"Dalaran is under siege, the Wildhammer dwarves in the Hinterlands and Arathi Highlands, and Stromgarde is also under undead attack."

Pointing to the specially marked location below Dalaran, Jaina said, "Besides them, the closest outpost to Dalaran is Southshore Town."

"Led by Lordaeron Grand Marshal Osmar Garithos, the Lordaeron soldiers were also blocked by the long front line, just like Stromgarde not far away."

"I don't know what orders you gave him before you left. I guess... there might be a conflict with us... but it's just a small matter."

"Gilneas is hiding behind the Greymane Wall and is unaware of the situation. The reinforcements from Kul Tiras, Stormwind Kingdom, and Khaz Modan..."

"They either stop at various ports to receive refugees, or are blocked by the long front lines."

After explaining the situation and taking the map, Jaina said, "Falric, Dalaran is not safe."

"Magic is not omnipotent. We have one or more tough battles to fight, and the same goes for Dalaran."