The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"You said you're in pain, where are you in pain?!"

"It hurts here, it hurts there, and... my face hurts too!"

"You weren't the one who got hit in the face, why are you screaming in pain?"

"Yes, the mental slap in the face is not me, the physical slap in the face is me."

This pair of "good friends" who always quarreled with each other quarreled and argued with each other.

However, this did not prevent the two of them from pointing fingers at each other and constantly improving the "sophisticated" Dalaran magic network blueprints.

One uses one's not-so-good but adequate "brain capacity" to point out the general direction, while the other uses one's sufficient and reliable "brain capacity" to solve the small directions.

Not only did they chat with each other, but they also took the initiative to lead the way.

The two "Your Majesties" who brought them all the way to the entrance of the Dalaran sewers "without any fuss" made the three thousand death knights silent.

How did they get here?

Of course... they came here collectively in stealth and in broad daylight.

Before, when Sylvanas placed the adapted shielding barrier, Arthas subconsciously accepted the invisibility "trick" she casually gave him like a docile kitten.

Well, he actually...

The Jaina in this world is so capable that it is beyond your expectations, so you must rely closely on Ms. "Jaina" who has become your "partner".

Temporarily return to the previous teleportation:

"Oh, Jaina... She is no match for you, Sylvanas Windrunner."

"Look, I don't think that foolish... foolish Aluneth has any knowledge that you have."

"So, I was right, the strongest archmage around me, we have to fight magic with magic."

Relying only on words, Arthas believed he was righteous.

The biggest success factor - his wise leadership...

Because of his "big mouth", he was slapped in the face by reality.

"Ginana: I'm too embarrassed to see anyone, meow meow meow."

"Ke Xiaona: There are so many question marks, meow meow meow?"

"Xinana: Lead the way immediately, meow meow meow!"

"Three Thousand Death Knights: Then, should we also say something..."

"Arthas: Meow meow meow... That's not what I said before!"

End the past, meow meow meow...end this temporarily inserted memory of the past.

"Everyone, don't panic. We have guides to the Dalaran Underground Prison."

"Oh! So you want to ..."

At the underground entrance of Dalaran, a man who was slapped in the face patted his chest and said, "That's right, it's me."

"Next, I will lead everyone to destroy the prison point by point and cause a riot."

"Everyone, we have experienced temporary failure, but our future is undoubtedly..."

Sylvanas aimed a punch at Arthas' face, but she controlled her temper and the smell around her and didn't really punch him.

Looking at the three thousand knights ready to go, she dispersed her magic fist and said, "He doesn't need to emphasize it again and again."

"We don't need him to motivate us many times. All we need is to achieve what he calls results and win back the glory."

Without bending, squatting or saluting, Falric, Marwyn and the others stood up straight and said, "We understand."

"Very good, everyone pick up the torches and start our action."

"My cloaking spell can only help you hide for two hours, provided you do not affect the mark I left on you."

He picked up a piece of the ice cubes that were piled around the man who was working non-stop.

She threw it to Falak in the front and said, "Also, follow the instructions on the map that will be issued soon."

"Everyone gets a share... um, pay attention to the marks on the map."

"There are some clearly marked points. Don't move around randomly. We also want to ensure the safety and order of this prison."

"As for the other marking points, the person next to you has already written down what to do."

After distributing a copy of the ice crystal map to each person, Sylvanas turned and looked at Arthas, who seemed to be drained of energy.

Now, there is a magic sword standing beside him.

From Sylvanas' perspective, he was squatting down, tinkering with his hands with his "big" head covering them.

It only made "processing" sounds like "chacha" and "taught" the three thousand Death Knights face to face the practical skills of frost and blood aura.

"Those maps were made by me, not you."

"Give me a little help, and you'll..."

"We understand, let's take action now!"

Shouting in unison, drowning out Sylvanas' voice, three thousand death knights helped Arthas save his little "face".

Next, without waiting for more detailed orders, the stinky smell at the entrance must be eliminated.

Teams of Death Knights, with clear division of labor and torches in hand, entered the temporarily dark underground entrance to Dalaran - the sewers - in an orderly manner.

Sewers stink, and so do the sewers of Dalaran, but they are often filled with evil forces...

Unlike here, three thousand death "war horses" are either flying or galloping, following the invincible leader in the front and traveling freely across the land.

In this vast land, running freely is the ultimate "freedom" for horses!

"Get up, stop pretending to be weak, you're embarrassing me!"

Pointing her index finger to the ground, Sylvanas made a sour face imitating that of Grand Marshal Garithos.

If nothing else, it was very vivid and suited her current mood.

"If my daughter knew this, she would have to know for the rest of her life that her dad is a five-second man!"

The three-time five-second man, Arthas suddenly propped himself up, his pair of sea-green eyes burning almost to the point of smoking.

"Kidney deficiency! Can you take away my death power now?"

Pointing to the ice crystal map with scarlet lettering in his hand, Arthas immediately stood up and refuted.

He is not the same person anymore, and she is not the same person anymore.

Now, it is totally impossible for her to have that kind of special and targeted blue extraction!

What do you mean by not resisting? It's obvious that his current strength is stronger than that of a bunch of his defeated opponents.

Unable to give up his face, the temporary lack of proficiency caused by the strengthening... is just that he cannot control the "body-protecting true qi"!

This kind of delicate magical craft work was not something he normally did, and in the end he had to make it himself.

However, this does not mean that he is incapable, but it means that his current work efficiency is not as good as the person in front of him in the past!

"This is just temporary...is that so, my fifteen-second man...ah..."

The ice froze my hands, and I just walked into the sewer to light a fire and get rid of the stench around me and refresh the air.

Unfortunately, for this strange "refreshing" method that concealed the Holy Light, Sylvanas felt that her head was about to...

Her white hair was scattered, and in a moment, the resistance of carrying Arthas's big hand stood up.

Boom, boom, there was a flame burning, the biting and refreshing chill, and the stench that was everywhere disappeared in an instant.

To be honest, ever since the prince next to me has become more proactive.

She discovered from his repeated complaints that Dalaran's magic was advanced, but its sewage disposal and decontamination methods were backward.

Even if the process is difficult, what else can we do to create a "good" living environment for prisoners...

Is it that difficult to just place some purification spells at the sewage outlet or sewage inlet? !

"how did you do it?"

Blowing out the flame in his palm, Arthas felt that the person in front of him had a strange idea in a strange place.

Her burning is not based on the principle of candles, so how can she...

However, before he could ask further questions, Sylvanas' blood-red eyes suddenly ignited with flames on the physical level.

Her pair of long, white eyebrows were slightly raised, gradually turning into flame-like eyebrows.

However, Arthas keenly noticed one thing.

She was burning, but what she consumed in her burning was not the fire power simulated by the arcane, but the fire element.

Judging from this, it may not be long before he is struck by lightning... Damn it.

Lifting the Ice Man who was taller than him with both hands, the Fire Man said, "Don't ask!"

"That's it. Please show my master my latest research results!"

"Well, I'll wait and see. Let me down first."

"Get out! Clear a path for me!!"

……

"Captain Falak, I never thought we would get here this way."

"Yes, Private Lotte Firehammer."

Putting the torch into the nearby prison guarded by prisoners, Falric said: "I have lived for so many years."

"I didn't expect that Dalaran, which openly prohibits the study of psychic magic, secretly hides this kind of thing."

"I understand, Captain, but is this a low-quality animal stitching monster?"

"Whether it's inferior or not, some mages have indeed achieved certain results with the help of this."

As the other privates knocked out the living guards with their knives, Falric drew his sword and opened the prison.

"In order to ensure that there is no chaos, we will follow the plan to ensure the stability of Violet Prison."

"Ah!" (A monster's wail)

"Brothers, according to the mission requirements, any evil products will be destroyed by us."

"As you command, Captain Falrick."

……

"Captain Marwyn, how should we deal with the shadow creatures here?"

"Private Tick Mushroom, except for the special places marked on the map, the others can be dealt with according to the situation."

With a sharp sword strike, Marwyn looked at the hideous monster fragments in the sewer and said, "Purify it."

At a command, the scroll was torn open, holy light shone, and the Death Knight quickly retreated.

"Roar!" (Painful roar)

"Alright, guys, the shadow invasion here has been resolved."

"In order to avoid all possible and impossible accidents caused by the shadow, we must guard this line of defense."

"Just as Xi... Queen Xi said, we will take care of things that Dalaran doesn't care about, and we will strive to succeed in one go."

"Captain Marwyn, our team will follow you to fight to regain our glory!"

……

"Thassarian, are we there yet?"

"It's there but it's not there, Merkdor."

Looking at the ice crystal map in his hand, Sassarian suddenly waved his rune sword to condense an ice wall and said, "Oh no, something is wrong here!"

"In order to stop our night raid, those mages even ignored the wild beasts here!"

"Don't worry, Thassarian. We just have to pull this switch."

With a click, as the handle-shaped switch turned upwards, a sizzling electric grid appeared, and the beasts as big as a hill dared not move.

"Well, you should calm down."

Looking carefully at the map in his hand, Sassarian began to calmly and seriously "savor" the important information in it.

"Yes, Thassarian, the markings on the maps in each team's hands are particularly clear, so we can all understand them."

"Yes, it is indeed understandable in every sense. I even saw the dialect of my hometown in it."

"what?"

"Ke Xiaona: Yes, this is the result of her research after collecting and improving various things time and time again.

And, I believe in letting her continue her research.

One day, the blind will also be able to understand it instantly through touch... After a charity operation, they will understand it instantly after their vision is restored. 』

"Ginana: Don't think that I'm doing nothing. I have already done a lot of things.

But, all the things in the notes... I found it. It's this thing.

What kind of special perfume is this? Why don’t I try to produce it? 』

"Sylvanas, is this the exit of Dalaran Prison?"

With the help of three thousand elite soldiers, the prison "Ice and Fire Man" did not spend much time and did not encounter many obstacles before reaching the brightly lit "exit".

Looking at the two moons hanging high above my head, and the brightly lit streets and towers around me.

Arthas slowly drew out his magic sword, and couldn't help but be impressed by the unique moonscape of Dalaran...

"My Lord, this is the official entrance to Violet Prison."

Turning around and holding the speaker's shoulder, Arthas said: "I understand. This is Dalaran Prison."

As soon as he finished speaking, Arthas enthusiastically pulled Sylvanas and strode to the huge guard nearby.

"See? This is the result of Sylvanas' research."

"No one, you can't just take care of yourself..."

"My dark ranger, you are the one beside me, the guide to Dalaran."

"..."

The movement speed in Quel'Thalas was slow before because there was no "guide" like Dal'Khan in the original plot.

but!

There was no guide in Dalaran, which made it a shame for the "male and female thieves" who worked together to steal a pool of gold, silver and bronze wishing coins.

So, who is the leader? Please answer...

"Artas: That's right, it's me!

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"Xinana: That's right, it's me!

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"Ke Xiaona: That's right, it's him!

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"Ginana: It's him, it's him!

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"Kel'Thuzad: It is me.

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"See? Even without Kel'Thuzad, you, Sylvanas, are still a qualified Dalaran traitor!"

"That's right, I, Sylvanas Windrunner, am the ultimate terminator of Arthas Menethil!"

With a proud move and both hands raised to demonstrate the move, she barely blocked the muscular Death Knight, and looked like she agreed with what she said.

"you……"

Turning around and pointing at the forehead of the person being killed, Sylvanas said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean?!"

"You only show off here and there every day, but you don't show any consideration for me at all!"

"Hey, when I was being beaten, you weren't..."

"The division of labor between men and women makes the work less tiring, but without my research results, you will be the head..."

Arthas shook the man in front of him and said, "Get out, Windrunner!"

"you……"

"What are you?!"

"I can still do everything you can do without your research!"

"Alarm, alarm, there is an undead invasion at the prison entrance."

In Dalaran, where the night has not yet ended, there is a huge Dalaran prison guard - a Dalaran arcane golem.

It punched the object thrown into the air - Sylvanas.

However, a dark shadow flashed in the darkness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

A cold light flashed, a sword fell, and Arthas gradually let go of the black-faced woman in the air like a princess hug.

"You may have some kind of mental mysophobia, but it's obvious that you did it on purpose..."

"Don't panic, I'm here again."

A cold shadow passed by, and Arthas hugged the girl again.

"Well, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, he placed it behind her and told her to step on the "peace" brick.

"Look at that, a princess who is not a princess."

With a thud, the arcane puppet that was cut in half by the sword of the polite gentleman Arthas could no longer hold on and fell down completely.

"Alarm...alarm..."

"My lady, your research results are very useful. This is a precise hidden strike."

"Alas, as expected, people's understandings are different."