The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

In the Lordaeron Palace, on the throne of Lordaeron which was missing many of its former councillors, a white-haired old man yawned and ended today's government affairs.

When the king's speech was over, the well-dressed princess on his right... The old king felt helpless when he saw the princess seemed relieved.

Gently tapping the armrest of the throne, Terenas said, "Calia, as a princess of a country, wouldn't it be good for you to learn more about how to handle government affairs?"

"Father, father, I am just a vase waiting to be married that you raised."

Looking down at her white cloth shoes, Jia Liya shook her skirt and spoke softly.

"I feel like a cat raised in a private home. I don't have the wild nature of a wild cat at all."

"Forget it, forget it. If you don't like it, just let Arthas bear more of the responsibility."

Hearing her father talking about her younger brother again, Jia Liya said, "Father, this is what you told me before."

"My brother, Arthas Menethil, will have to shoulder more of the burden, and I may be able to help him in some way I can."

Changing her tone, Jia Liya said: "But, you are so good."

"To help him lighten his burden is to ask me to help him do what a future king should do."

"Is this too taboo for me?"

Pointing her right hand at the empty hall, Calia stopped asking questions and waited for Terenas's answer.

She was just a 26-year-old princess who helped the current king and the future king identified by other ministers to handle government affairs.

Even if Arthas disagrees, won't his ministers have different ideas?

She has lived to this age, and although she still has some special ideas about sacred love, she is no longer the rebellious girl in love.

Born into such a family, she can obtain power and family affection that many princesses of the same status in history could not even imagine.

She cherishes it very much, and also... This is something that violates the royal taboo, and no normal princess would do such a thing.

The human heart cannot be guessed. If I hear too much, what if the future king is deceived by those self-righteous ministers because of this incident...

"Calia, Calia Menethil."

Sitting on the throne, Terenas held Calia's left hand with both hands and spoke kindly.

"Arthas Menethil, your brother, my son."

"Because of this plague that never broke out, he has grown a lot... He is completely different from what I expected."

Staring into his daughter's gentle eyes, Terenas said, "Learn some experience and slowly grow into a king who will take over the throne."

"Compared to other princes and princesses, you two have received too much 'pampering' from me. Maybe I shouldn't have done that in the first place."

In the past two days, every time Terenas reviewed the recent destruction of the Cursed Sect, he always felt terrified and filled with fear.

Being a king for too long, he inevitably becomes arrogant.

Under his rule, the people of Lordaeron lived far better than ever before, at least the vast majority of them lived better.

This is what he saw, this is what he heard, and this is also the case when he compares it with other human countries.

The plague-infected grain from the eastern granary is distributed everywhere, and members of the cult who have joined the Damned Cult in search of eternal life are nearby.

His son, the inexperienced son who was placed in the greenhouse garden, happened to be dealing with the plague, which was something that should have been handled by him, Antonidas and others.

His expectations for Arthas have always been to study hard and sum up experience... Although all the ideas are good, he overlooked a key issue.

He, Terenas Menethil, gave the child ample time to learn the truth, goodness and beauty of human nature, but forgot the stubbornness and enthusiasm of young people.

Serving the country and the people is a good thing, but the lack of experience has left Arthas with only strength and faith, which are not solid and are most easily distorted.

"My daughter, it began six days ago when your brother Arthas and Jaina began investigating the plague."

"A conspiracy against him, against us in Lordaeron, and even against everyone in the Alliance has begun."

Releasing his hand, Terenas looked up at the sunlight shining down from the top of the throne room and said, "It has not grown beyond everyone's expectations."

"Arthas will go astray, starting from when he saw with his own eyes the plague that turned the people of Lordaeron into undead monsters."

"I gave him this opportunity to gain knowledge and experience, but it actually harmed him. Even Uther..."

After a pause, Terenas said, "He is a qualified paladin, a kind and old-fashioned teacher, but he is definitely not someone who can deal with the conspiracy of those monsters."

"Plus, your brother is trying to be on par with Varian, and me, and become what the people expect of their king. He will actively step into the power trap set by the monster."

"Thank God for the blessing of the Holy Light, Arthas, as well as the people of Lordaeron and the Alliance..."

Beep, beep, beep! The unexpected beeping sound interrupted the heart-to-heart talk between Menethil and his daughter.

I was so immersed in the music that I put myself in the shoes of Jialiya, who had gone through so much hardship to grow up to become the smiling, barbecue-loving prince's younger brother.

For a moment, she forgot about the various inhumane plots and schemes of the undead and demons against her poor people and her brother, and stared at the image before her in amazement.

Like her, King Terenas took out the violet magic ball from his chest.

This colorful and real-time image appeared before their eyes the moment he took the ball.

“Ah…mm…ah…snoring…”

In Terenas's eyes, a little girl who looked a little like Calia when she was a child was eating happily, grabbing food with her hands non-stop.

In Jialiya's eyes, a stuffed bear girl doll that looked very similar to Jaina was pounced on a large plate, eating a huge cream cake sweetly.

Opposite the image of the little girl, in the shadow of the white-bearded wizard Antonidas, a little girl with cute dimples rubbed her bulging belly.

The next second, the colorful and real-time images disappeared in an instant.

A blue shadow of a middle-aged man with a smug face, similar in image style to Antonidas, appeared with a smile.

With a snap, the shadow of the middle-aged man clapped his hands and said seriously: "Terenas, Antonidas, I am Daelin Proudmoore."

"I have something very important to talk to you about. Please listen to me carefully."

"Because of this incident, I found that there are undercurrents and the impact is quite large."

"This forced me to take this matter seriously and come and talk to you in person."

"Tomorrow, Katherine and I plan to be at Stormsong Manor in Stormsong Valley."

"Together with some of my brothers, we're hosting a normal parent-child gathering."

"To express my respect for Lordaeron and Dalaran."

"I sincerely invite you to this party!"

After finishing the important matters, Daelin's shadow looked quietly at Terenas in front of him, waiting for Menethil's voice.

At this time, the shadow of Antonidas spoke, breaking the silence of the throne of Lordaeron.

"Admiral, why don't you try to deal with the demons lurking in the Alliance, or the evil undead that we haven't found yet."

"You actually want to invite us to the far-reaching parent-child party you are hosting tomorrow."

Stroking his long white beard, Antonidas narrowed his eyes and said, "If you insist on having us attend this party, then you should tell us what you Kul Tiras discovered and what you did?"

"You look so happy. Did you capture those Nathrezim who came to destroy Kul Tiras?"

In response to these two questions, Daelin's shadow did not say anything, he just smiled and glanced at Antonidas' shadow.

Not only did he not know what Nathrezim were, he also had to worry about two major events in which he had personally participated in the past two days, as well as a series of complicated follow-up matters.

Seeing his old friend like this, Terenas asked in a deep voice: "Tanred, is your little son who has been missing for two years back?"

"I think he not only came back safe and sound this time, but also brought you a virtuous daughter-in-law and even let you hold a granddaughter?"

Hearing these two questions, Daelin's shadow held his stomach and laughed: "Hahaha! Terenas... you guessed them all right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wrinkles on Antonidas' old face seemed to become even thicker.

His old face looked even older, like a dead tree that had been drained of moisture by the desert.

Seeing Antonidas's appearance, Calia, who had been listening for a long time, suddenly came back to her senses from the great shock of the return of the Tanred family of three to Kul Tiras.

She couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Antonidas, are you okay?"

"Jaliya, I'm fine."

His frown suddenly relaxed, and Antonidas said, "Indeed, I was too fussy about it."

"Thank you, kid, I feel much better."

"Recently, in order to guard against those demons, I and others have been under a lot of pressure, which has led to me... this is my..."

"No, old sport, it's not your fault."

When Antonidas wanted to apologize, Terenas spoke again in a deep voice.

"Admiral, do you think you can show off this kind of thing?"

Pointing at the magic ball in his hand, Terenas questioned: "The costs of maintaining this kind of long-distance communication are already not easy, how dare you treat your people so harshly?!"

This time, his cloudy eyes gradually lit up, and he suddenly became energetic!

He guessed it right, absolutely!

Although his questioning was just a pretext... He once again stood on the moral high ground...

Clap, clap, clap. Dai Lin suppressed his laughter and gave applause.

Look at what my son-in-law has done. He has made the decision-making power in Lordaeron the king's.

He, Terenas, did not have a gloomy face, but instead returned to his youthful state for a short while and became no longer a pure "Nioh".

"Ha ha!"

With a surprised cry, Daelin said in a low voice: "Things are different now, Terenas Menethil."

"You are old and confused. You don't realize that the cost of this exchange was borne by me alone."

Staring at the unflinching gaze of Daelin's shadow, Terenas and Antonidas retorted loudly: "Daelin, I think you are lying!"

"Although Antonidas (Terenas) and I are nearly ten years (twenty years) older than you, we are from the same generation after all."

"After dealing with you for so long, I know you must be too..."

"You rushed over to show off to us like this. I guess I (Terenas) just made a mistake."

Hearing his two old friends expressing their disbelief in unison, Dai Lin decided not to hide it anymore as the fun was almost over.

Even if he is Terenas, what does it matter if what he guessed is roughly the same as the truth?

Dai Lin came here today for no other reason than to...

"Father, are you saying that the niece who calls me aunt is real?"

As Calia suddenly interrupted and finished speaking, Terenas, Daelin and Antonidas all looked at her with different expressions.

Terenas was thinking, is my daughter a little too crazy to believe in such a dream?

I admit that the little girl looks like my future granddaughter whom I have never met... like my granddaughter... granddaughter...

Dai Lin was thinking, are all women's sensing abilities so strong? !

Earlier, Jaina accurately sensed what treasure Christina wanted and made a sleeping necklace for her.

Later, Jialiya accurately sensed the relationship between Christina and her and said it directly to her face.

Antonidas was thinking that although the little girl had blonde hair and blue eyes, and looked somewhat similar to his beloved disciple Jaina when she was a child, there were many little girls like her.

To give a recent example, when she was a child, Jialiya was also cut from the same cloth, but she just couldn't eat so much food.

As everyone knows, I am a lonely old man and I have a female disciple who loves to eat fruits, but she is not that good at eating.

Over the past eight years, I have watched her grow from a little girl of fifteen to a woman of twenty-three, and I... I have photos of my beloved disciple to compare with.

After taking out the photo of little Jaina from the storage ring and looking at it for a few seconds, Antonidas suddenly began to believe what Calia said.

It's not that the molds are the same, but after looking at the two molds for a long time, they can be said to be exactly the same.

"Okay, I won't keep you in suspense any more!"

Near the large dinner table where the buffet was still being served, Daelin stared at the magic ball that Sindra provided with magic power for free and pointed at the little bear that fell on the plate.

At Stormsong Manor, only a few people could still eat, and Daelin was one of the few two spectators who stayed to watch the game.

"Jia Liya, you guessed right."

"She is three years old. Her name is Christina Proudmoore Menethil."

Giving a thumbs up to Jia Liya's shadow, Dai Lin said, "That's right, you are her aunt."

"what?!"

Christina the little bear was about to crawl towards another big cake when she subconsciously let out a surprised cry.

However, with the cream on her hands, she looks a little cute now...

As the sweet cream entered her mouth, she smeared a cream battle pattern on her face.

She was quite brave and just looked at the cream cake cut by Vasya and crawled over as if nothing had happened.

Seeing her niece like this, Jia Liya asked inquiringly: "Uncle Dai Lin, what do you mean?"

Next, Terenas slammed the armrest of the throne: "Daelin Proudmoore, what did you say?!"

Antonidas quickly got up after falling off the lonely old man's recliner: "Admiral, I'll give you one more chance to reorganize your boastful words!"

Cutting a piece of sausage, Dai Lin said, "Yes, Catherine and I raised my granddaughter for three years."

"Arthas and Jaina are such troublesome kids. They held a secret wedding in Kul Tiras..."

After swallowing the sausage in one gulp, Dai Lin wiped his mouth with a towel and said, "Not telling anyone else anything is really too... What is it, I don't understand at all?!"

"Until this afternoon, Catherine and I, out of the kindness of our hearts, had to make a heavy decision."

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"Today... I defeated... evil again... and had... a great meal."

Burping and looking back, the drunken Tanred came to an orchard, staggering along in a drunken manner.

In his right hand he held a bottle of freshly-finished mead, and in his left he held a deep-fried tiger-skin pork elbow.

He seemed to be here to stroll around this afternoon... Seeing the blonde hair of a fruit tree not far away... Tanred dropped the empty bottle in his right hand.

"Sister...Brother-in-law...why...are you here?"

"Oh, it's Tanred, are you drunk?"

"Sister... I'm not drunk... I just..."

"Well, how about eating something spicy to relieve your greasiness, Tanred."

Waving his hands, Tanred took a bite of the pork elbow and said, "Brother-in-law... I don't like... spicy food."

Picking a round red fruit, Arthas threw it into the round hole at his feet, shook his head and smiled.

"Brother-in-law...you below...this is..."

"This is the trash can, Tanred. Your sister just finished her apple and I'm taking care of the trash."

After taking another bite of the pork elbow, crunching, Tanred turned around and prepared to leave.

Although he is confused now, he subconsciously knows that if he encounters such a thing, he will definitely not... Knock knock knock.

Dongclang, dongclang. The floating Jaina reached out and knocked on her brother's head.

"Tanred Proudmoore, do you want to go faster or slower?"

"Sister, I'm really not drunk."

Holding up Tanred's captain's hat with both hands, Jaina lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Don't worry, it's just to sober up."

"It's very fast, brother. I'll help you choose the fastest one."

Just as she finished speaking, there was a crackling sound from Jaina's hands.

Hearing this voice, seeing this... Tanred suddenly felt that he had...

"No need to thank me, I'm your sister."

"At this critical moment, I cannot let you appear in front of Luo Ke in such a disrespectful manner. You are my proud warrior brother."

Soon, Tanred took the captain's hat, covered his standing hair, and ran away with the empty bottle and pork knuckle.

To his surprise, the things in his hands were not stolen?

He took another bite, and after the alcohol had gone, he didn't know what to say...