The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Ah~ The magic city is still like this, full of all kinds of magic that amazes me."

"The people here are so welcoming and warm that I have to... be a little cold."

Raising his hand to close the one-way portal that might leak water, Arthas lit his right hand and used the remaining heat from the flame to heat the water stains on his body.

Until now he still couldn't believe that he could have come back alive from the bottom of the sea with such terrifying pressure after trying his best.

Arthas spit out the bubble potion he had drunk at some point, and tightly wrapped his hood around his head, revealing nothing...only his eyes and mouth.

He acted just like a robber, but he had to do it.

After all, he couldn't say anything about the wizard flying on a magic carpet.

He didn't dare to say anything about the wizard who was riding a rocket broom with tail flames of different colors.

I was wet all over and really didn't fit in with this magical city.

Especially since he is waiting...

"Teacher Marryat, did he just come out of the wishing well?"

"I don't know, my apprentice, but I know his Fireball Point surgery can be cast instantly."

Not far away, they heard the red-haired human master and apprentice who casually speculated about others, and they both wanted to become two tigers.

Pulling back a corner of his armor, Arthas put his right hand into his chest and couldn't help but touch his precious purse.

"Teacher, what does he want to do in broad daylight?!"

"Oh, my apprentice, I think he is itching because he has been in the water for too long."

……

"Al Artanis, have you ever seen a plate mage like this?"

Sitting on a blue-green manhole cover magic carpet, a blond Mediterranean middle-aged male wizard asked this to the white-haired Mediterranean old man wizard next to him.

"Renault Zeratul, my friend, he's obviously a paladin in his attire!"

Looking at the broom master and apprentice opposite him, running away in shame as if they had seen something, the old wizard could not help but glance around and spoke seriously.

"Mr. Al, I don't think you should keep staring at the wishing well."

"I know you need money for some of your experiments, but there's no need to learn from this Paladin."

Under the magic carpet of the manhole cover, Arthas fumbled for a while and finally found a shiny golden object with great difficulty.

"But he has ordinary Lordaeron gold, Raynor."

……

"Mr. Oliver, I wonder if you have ever thrown anything into the wishing well?"

"Rideoust Tenfist Tenth World, just like your name is hard to pronounce, like a pseudonym."

Looking down at the dwarf who had been following him all the way, a sleek black-robed wizard wearing a large gold chain suddenly waved to the violet guard beside him.

"Guards, I just found a sneaky non-Alliance race stowaway!"

"Sir, we will do our best to fulfill all your reasonable requests."

After confirming that the Paladin did not steal anything, the Violet Guard turned to look at Mr. Dwarf and flashed the flashing staff in his hand.

Seeing two guards walking towards him, the dwarf said angrily: "Oliver, you will regret your decision today!"

"Oh ho ho! Poor unqualified goblin, I'll wait for you to make me regret my decision today."

A forbidden magic, the big golden chain round wizard laughed: "Hahaha! Haha, haha..."

"You followed me all the way from Booty Bay, nameless, cunning, greedy goblin!"

"I just want to make a deal with you, Mr. Rich Mage!"

"You might as well trade with that shabby knight instead of me... Guards, send him to prison."

"As you reasonably desire, Mr. Oliver."

"You know what? This big gold chain of mine is actually a fake, you greedy goblin."

"But you seem unable to hear it, hahahahahaha!"

With the sound of a splash in the wishing well, the goblin, who realized that he had been deceived, was taken away by the floating silent arcane prison.

“I would have had a much better experience without all these laid-back people that are everywhere.”

Watching the gold coins with nothing written on them falling down, Arthas muttered to himself again.

Taking out another gold coin, Arthas saw that there were no useful words on it, and suddenly a question came to his mind.

These were "his" gold coins, but he couldn't read them, including the many gold, silver and bronze coins in Jaina's hands.

In his eyes, he could neither understand nor read the three kinds of coins: gold, silver and copper, which carried the wishes of their former owners.

However, Jaina and others, including Muradin, can wish, and can even read it word for word.

He didn't understand, just like he didn't understand now why someone suddenly called him across a distance.

"The wizard who turned the rudder: Hey, did you hear me? Where did you go to play alone?!"

……

"The wizard who turned the rudder: Hey, can you hold your breath in the water for that long?

A person of your size, you wouldn't be swept into some sea area out of nowhere and choke on water, right? ! 』

"Knight of Lost Gold Coins: Hey, I think you know that I have always been under great pressure from this bad thing called automatic naming."

"The Master Who Steering the Ship: Well, I think you know that I hate being busy and late."

"The Knight Who Lost the Gold Coin: So, even if there weren't any murlocs, you still encountered something that made your scalp tingle?"

"The wizard who turned the rudder: Look at what you are talking about. It's drizzling here. There are no octopuses, giant crabs, or faceless people. There are just some undercurrents."

"Knight of the Lost Gold Coin: Lady Proudmoore, do you need the sea assistance services of the Knights of the Silver Hand?"

"The Mage at the Wheel: Mr. Menethil, I need help with the Frozen Road."

"Knight of the Lost Coin: Not enough time, ma'am, the Lich King's third legendary form, the attack time of this form has not yet arrived."

"The Mage Who Steering the Ship: Listen to me, it's not so easy to stay near the Wishing Well in Dalaran. Someone is almost like a circus monkey who wants to get a reward."

Looking at the circular door appearing on the surface of the wishing fountain in front of him and the female captain making a phone call gesture, Arthas couldn't help but put down the phone in his mind.

Seeing the lady with her thumb on her ear and her little finger on her mouth, with her familiar look of pride, Arthas couldn't stand it.

Normally, he had the upper hand as he was already a double grandmaster, but how come she always caught him off guard like this?

With a puzzled look on his face, Arthas asked softly: "Jaina, is this the new magic you learned?"

"Specially made precise single-person positioning, limited to one adult and one child, but can you still run to the outer realm for me?"

In response to Jaina's question about the water portal, Arthas moved forward slightly and approached the wishing well which was less than an inch away.

“Some misses are regrettable, but some encounters are inevitable.”

"Jaina Proudmoore, you're stealing my line."

"Well, are you coming?"

Staring at the deliberately smiling woman, Arthas took a step forward... As expected, no progress was impossible.

The magic without a set that can accurately locate a person is really... too abominable!

When Arthas thought about the future when his partner was in a bad mood and he didn't even have time to go fishing or take care of the kids, he felt...

The splashing sound caused a kind-hearted violet guard to freeze in surprise.

Not only was it broad daylight, but a desperate paladin jumped into the wishing well.

Also because he was about to walk over and introduce the robber "noble" paladin to the story of the mysterious wishing well.

Who is this person? What kind of Paladin? Could it be that he is really a Paladin who came to rob the coins in the wishing well? !

"Sir, this Paladin!"

"Don't move, or I... Sir..."

As soon as the staff was swung and flashed forward, the Violet Guard Mage saw that the paladin in heavy and shiny silver armor was gone.

A quick look shows that not only has the number of coins in the wishing well not decreased, it appears that the number has not changed at all.

"Guards, is that paladin a human or a ghost?"

"I don't know, sir, I really don't know."

……

"I knew that a wizard who knows space magic would be evil when he turned bad."

After diving back into the sea and floating up his shoulders above the water, Arthas held an ice pillow and shook his head, laughing at himself.

"My fellow knights who love swimming, I really don't have any bad taste!"

Opening the oval-shaped "umbrella", Jaina responded: "It is impossible for a newly created spell to be perfect from the beginning."

"But now it's time to start your job, my first mate."

Stepping on the solid ice that was gradually emerging from the sea surface, Arthas left the sea and gave a thumbs up in the direction of Jaina.

Seeing that he was outside the shield, Arthas looked up at the sky, spread out his right hand, looked at the drops of rain that were lingering, and clenched his fist.

Listening to the sound of dripping rain, Arthas was pushed forward by the slowly advancing magic shield.

Unconsciously, I regained my status as the king... I took the backpack umbrella handed to me by Jaina and put it on, which was a bit different.

With a helpless expression on his face, the master slowly unsheathed the magic sword.

And the frost road on the sea level beneath its owner's feet gradually rose and continued to expand in all directions.

With a whoosh, the magic sword flew out of his hand.

It was thrown out by its owner, making a whooshing sound as it broke through the air, and spun and fell towards the ice-free sea right in front of Arthas.

"Frostmourne, this is your mission for today."

With a click, Frostmourne sank into a sudden piece of solid ice, and the chilling breath spread madly in all directions.

Without the control of its master, Frostmourne caused the frozen sea level to expand even faster.

With a clang sound, the sword was unsheathed.

"Holy Light, illuminate our way forward for me!"

While Arthas was clearing the way for the icebreaker, he swung out a sword flower, and the sword danced into a tornado.

He danced with the sword in his right hand, and holy light shone from the edge of the sword, filling the inside and outside of the Tornado Rice Sword.

In just a moment, the sword dance formed a tornado of holy light, like a ten-thousand-foot-high golden dragon circling and expanding upward.

"With the power of this holy light, I see you, evil!"

As he shouted, the Holy Light Golden Dragon roared towards the sky, gradually breaking away from the sword's direction, circling and rising into the sky.

His left hand followed the dragon's tail and moved outward. Arthas closed his eyes slightly and stretched the sword outward with his right hand.

Aw! As the golden dragon completely left the tornado, it turned into golden light and dissipated. A Fang Tian Mi Ji converged its light in this holy light rain.

Similarly, the icy backpack umbrella was somehow embellished with Arthas' cloak.

The magic made it ignore the rain, becoming more crystal blue and solid, automatically turning into a huge flag that fluttered in the rain.

Click.

The warships, filled with murderous intent and with unstoppable momentum, roared and broke through the ice as they moved forward.

Kaka.

Standing on the gradually cracking ice, Arthas continued to move forward, swinging the halberd.

Click click click.

One after another, groups of black shadows, big and small, are just beneath the ice.