The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"So, my sister, good sister!"

Opening his arms to the man in front of him, Tanred said in pain and helplessness: "You say!"

"Brother, what should I do?!"

"How to do?"

Picking up her clingy daughter who ran to her feet to hug her, Jaina waved and opened the door out of thin air, saying, "It's very simple."

"Since things happen inexplicably, the corresponding changes will also happen inexplicably."

With her back to the three women and one man, Jaina said with shining eyes: "This is an excellent research opportunity!"

"Once I find the so-called 'house spirit', I will make it kneel down and sing 'Conquest' to me."

"For the sake of me, Jaina Proudmoore... and all of us, let's go to the first floor and wait for changes."

At this time, Vasya pulled the window and said, "Yes, the window can't be opened."

"And the snow outside our house is gone, it's just dark, like the starry sky."

In front of the "Broken Window", Nancy asked, "Is this the unscheduled waiting place for your travels?"

Picking up a plate of frozen sweet red watermelon that had been delivered to the table at some point, Syndra stretched out her hand and opened her mouth.

After taking a bite of the cool and refreshing watermelon, she said, "Wrong, it's not usually like this."

"When we go to other worlds, we usually go there in the blink of an eye."

"Instead of this, we can have so much time 'waiting' and chatting."

At this time, Tanred frowned and said, "So you guys already..."

After clapping his hands, he suddenly realized: "So, it was the accident between Varian and I that time."

“Even when we went to the future Kul Tiras together, it was you guys who did it…”

Being stared at by a group of eyes that seemed to want to kill, Tanred felt these "murderous intentions".

There were big and small ones, all of them were women, and the one of lower generation was just a little one, so he couldn't afford to offend them.

His expression did not change but he immediately changed his words and said, "It was this broken house that did it!"

"It's all my fault. Without it, I wouldn't be in such bad luck!"

Striding over to Jaina's side, Tanred looked determined.

"Sister, my brother is about to..."

"All right, all right, Tanred."

Holding her daughter, Jaina waved her hand and said, "Go ahead and clear the way."

At this moment, Christina's big eyes met Tanred's suddenly soft eyes.

"Go ahead and clear the way for us ladies and your niece."

Finally, Tanred hung his feet in the air, using his body as a shield, tentatively clearing the way for the people behind him.

Unfortunately, the journey was smooth and peaceful, which made Jaina feel that today was her lucky day.

Although a series of events that followed showed that today was one of her lucky days.

However, we cannot ignore the less fortunate people.

As we all know, when one party gains, another party must lose.

Is it in the open or in secret, or does it exist but has not yet been "discovered"?

That’s not very clear, at least the Paladin who was busy making the watermelon set meal was unaware of it.

Ever since I got tired of it... ever since I had the help of Jaina's magic "restoration".

For him, who had lost part of his thoughts to the Holy Light, it was a resounding recovery of those thoughts.

The satisfactory result made him "tremble" and he temporarily stopped cooking.

Not for any other reason, just so that when people around him are eating sweets, he can eat food that suits his taste.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, the Paladin misses sauerkraut, bitter melon, eggs, spicy potatoes and meat slices.

However, it will probably not be long before the "King" will know what "entertainment" is.

"Today, it feels like snow."

"We are like floating snowflakes."

"One by one, we are... ready."

Looking at his masterpiece, the Paladin rolled up his sleeves, channeled holy light and death, and "picked up" the plate.

"When I go down, I will surely shock everyone."

"On this harmonious and beautiful day, I, Arthas Menethil, am a knowledgeable chef."

……

"Tiffin, did you find out?"

"Varian, what did you find?"

In this colorful dance hall, the couple dancing hand in hand on the first floor diverted attention at the same time.

After their "reconciliation," the two enjoyed a "date" in a specially built ballroom prepared by the owner of the house.

The taste is particularly sweet.

This feeling made them both feel that they had inadvertently returned to the past.

Take this opportunity to adjust the lighting... and find the "similar points" in your feelings for each other.

At that time, they both abandoned the "fate" of "matchmaking" and fell in love with each other, and had a common goal.

Back to the present, a place of diversion.

Not far from the two of them, on the wreath, there were two pieces of white paper covered with handwriting...

Two team admission agreements were waiting for them, and the agreements carried an enticing fragrance.

There is also a pair of matching exquisite brushes, inserted among the flowers, one on the left and one on the right.

They did not harm any of the flowers, but just waited for the two people to pick them up and sign.

"Tiffin, what is this?"

"Hmm, maybe it's the work of Jaina and Arthas?"

After taking a few casual glances, Varian resisted the urge to continue reading.

He closed his eyes and said, "Tiffin, maybe we should discuss this with both of them."

"But, Varian, don't you think this is an opportunity?"

His eyes refused to open, and Varian responded, "Become a proper king."

"I think... with them and other people's help."

“This is actually not difficult.”

Touching the white paper that felt like parchment, Tiffin said, "Yours."

"Does the content above have anything to do with how you should be a king?"

Turning his head, Varian asked without looking at the two agreements: "Yes, Tiffin, isn't yours?"

"Even if there are others, they are not related to the 'king'."

Trying not to look back, he continued, "What's in it."

"It's almost exactly the same thing that I expect and desire now."

"To me, this agreement is like a good medicine that has no apparent toxicity."

Thinking back on how to be a good father and how to be a good husband, Varian admitted that he felt itchy.

Also, you can learn your wife’s “secrets” while “moving forward”.

However, after his many years of experience in governing.

This kind of good thing is either a trap or has a "horrible" price that he doesn't want to bear at all.

What is evil? This is great evil!

"It seems that this 'evil' agreement is indeed evil."

After carefully reading the agreement, Tiffin said, "But, Varian."

"Tiffin, I advise you not to do that."

Hearing the sound of the brush being taken out and held, Varian immediately turned around and moved closer to dissuade them.

He approached but did not dare to move, because the agreement and the brush had an extremely tempting "fragrance" that made him itchy.

"No matter what, I need to do it."

With the green light in her eyes occupying her entire body, Tiffin responded firmly and began to write her particularly long "name".

The content inside is what she needs, and that is enough...

No, it is not enough, but with their "drafters" it is enough!

Even if it was something "evil", would Arthas and Jaina set a trap for her, Tiffin?

No, obviously not!

From the facts that happened in these few days and from the fact of going to other worlds, she could see one thing.

In the eyes of Arthas and Jaina, Tiffin and Varian were trustworthy people.

Seeing Tiffin like this, Varian felt that she was bewitched by the "scent".

"No, Tiffin, while there's still time!"

A large hand grabbed Tiffin's right hand as he was about to write, but unfortunately Varian didn't have enough strength.

"Queen Wrynn, you must not write!"

As soon as he reached the first floor, he saw this scene and immediately gave a loud warning.

He suffers... He is the only "model" case.

If there was another one, he was afraid that the "evil fire pit" would bury more people.

"No, Tanred, Sister Tiffin has started writing just like you."

Holding her daughter's calves with both hands, Jaina, who was her daughter's "mount", felt alarm bells ringing in her heart.

Could it be that the so-called destiny...

Wrong, could it be that after Tiffin and Onyxia merged, their true form became a bronze dragon?

Turning his head sharply, Varian looked at the newcomer and said, "So, do you know what evil did this?"

Varian was filled with anger and he wished he could pick up his sword and chop down the evil behind the scenes with one blow!

"Varian, evil is what calls itself the 'spirit' of this house."

Speaking directly to the evil behind the scenes, Tanreid and Varian drew their weapons at the same time.

The two of them stood on each side and looked around.

At this time, Varian asked: "Jaina, is there a solution?"

"Uh-huh."

Looking at the "hazy" agreement blocked by Tiffin, but Jaina can still use her vision,

I could barely see part of the long list of names...

Onyxia Katrana Prestor...

"I've got it, Jaina."

The agreement was instantly burned by fire, and Tiffin turned to look at her "sister" meaningfully.

"Tiffin, you are confused...why is this?"

With an apologetic look, Tiffin said, "Varian Wrynn."

"If that's true, you'll know in the future."

Hearing this, Varian said anxiously: "Dear."

"We agreed to open our hearts to each other, why..."

"No reason, my dear Varian."

Shaking his head, Tiffin sighed: "Alas, this is just my personal reason."

"It's better for you not to know some of my secrets."

"So, Arthas is already a black dragon, can't you just talk about it openly?"

Putting her daughter aside to play, Jaina walked towards Tiffin step by step.

Tanred was shocked and asked, "What, my brother-in-law is a black dragon?!"

Varian was puzzled and asked: "Jaina, how could Arthas be a black dragon?!"

Waving her blue dragon claws, Jaina said, "Don't be impatient."

"I am still the blue dragon, the mortal enemy of the black dragon."

"sister?"

"Jaina?"

At this time, Tiffin said: "You are the dragon clan."

"This illusion is nothing more than a transfiguration."

"You don't have a transfigured form at all, and if the dragon appears in a mortal form..."

"Then it is impossible that those dragons that change into human form do not have illusions!"

Looking at Jaina with confidence, Tiffin said: "Chronomi, I know you are here!"

???

The people who knew Chromie (Cronome) all had question marks on their foreheads.

"Not here? Then Jaina..."

"If you really are a dragon, you must be less than ten thousand years old."

Pointing to the north, Tiffin said, "And your generations are less than ten thousand years old."

"There will definitely be a very traditional Transfiguration Day for you."

"Sorry, I'm twenty-three years old, and I'm as beautiful as a flower and exceptionally strong as a dragon."

After removing the dragon claws, Jaina paid special attention to the issue of age.

With a little doubt, Tiffin said: "Then, since you have the power of nature, aren't you a druid?"

"You just know how to transform into a dragon..."

"Sorry, I'm the Great Magician of Wood Element!"

Picking up the unsigned agreement and taking a look at it, Jaina loudly emphasized her identity as a mage.

"Also, I am a blue dragon that controls the arcane, not one of those green dragons that love to sleep."

At this time, Vasya resisted the urge to beat her stepsister.

At the same time, Sindra also resisted the urge to beat her daughter.

For both of them, these words were "sarcasm" that was closely related to them.

"Jaina, how is it?"

Regardless of the previous accident with the Phantom Dragon, Varian asked anxiously but calmly.

There was no response, Jaina just read quietly.

In a moment, she reached for the remaining brush on the right side of the nearby wreath.

"what happened?"

I kept increasing my strength, but I couldn't pull it out even with my normal strength.

Even a millimeter, Jaina couldn't pull it out.

"Jaina, I can help."

Seeing this scene, Varian spoke at the right time.

"No, wait a moment."

Opening her system panel, Jaina carefully observed the pop-up window.

[As a big boss lady, how can you take the work of "employees"? 】

"Okay, I can't carry it anymore."

Turning around, Jaina said, "There's a problem, but I need you to choose one to try."

Nancy said calmly, "No problem, I'll do it."

After a while, "No, I can't take it out either."

[She is your daughter's "spirit behind the scenes", you can't do this! ]

Sindra twisted her wrist and said, "I'll do it."

After a while, "I can't do that either."

[She is the "security guard" of your cabin, so she can't do that.]

Vasya was fully prepared and said, "It's my turn."

Still can't take it out, "No."

[She is one of your current "teammates", stop daydreaming. ]

Christina, who looked very cute, said: "Do you want me to help?"

"No, Mom, I tried my best."

[This little one is your favorite and a harmless and adorable lucky star in your home. ]

Tanred again: "Sister, you see, I can't do it either."

[He has become your "teammate"... but he is your biological brother! ]

It was complicated and complex. Varian said, "Finally, is it my turn?"

"Everyone, take a look, take a look!"

"I made you some delicious meals to pass the time during this journey through time and space."

Showing his neat white teeth, Arthas came to the first floor with a plate supported by the holy light and the power of death behind him.