The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"My brothers and sisters, and my two masters, we have arrived."

He stepped on the brakes, drifted and stopped suddenly, and Alsace stepped on the abnormal, slightly black ground.

"Is this Drustvar during this period?"

Lucia's face became solemn as she left the magic-filled extra seat next to Jaina.

The previous time, she had seen Thros and Boralus at war.

She had not expected that the curse of the land of Drustvar would become so prominent.

Not solving it in advance...

By this future period, the problem of the Drust ghosts will have been solved.

The remaining problem of the cursed land will definitely be a bitter pill that Drustvar...Kul Tiras will have to swallow.

"Yes, Lucia, we need to speed up."

Without waiting for her sister to react, Jaina put her back in her seat and pressed the accelerator.

hum!

Arthas stepped on the accelerator, and the Wheel of Kings rolled on the spot, using golden light to dispel the surging black air.

Buzz!

The Wheel of Kings carried the Paladin teammates on the magic seat and accelerated forward.

In this car, the person in the first row has black hair and black eyes, and he is the driver.

The second row from left to right are Vasya, Jaina, and Lucia.

The third row is the disguised Uther and Muradin, and two Kul Tiras guard masters.

Buzz!

At the same time, Varian raised the front of Lionheart and accelerated to catch up.

In his car, Tiffin was in the sidecar on his right.

Behind the two of them was a group of three people who also had extra seats added by magic.

From left to right...Morgna, Tanred, and Roko.

A team of six plus five or eleven people is their full strength.

Buzz!

The roar of the engine echoes in this cursed land!

This is a declaration - evil, here we come!

We set foot on this land!

"Remember, we must act quickly!"

……

"stop……"

"goodbye!"

With a flash of holy light, Arthas swung his gun, sweeping across and grazing the witch who was already behind him.

In just a moment, the witch who came to block the road...

The souls wrapped in corpses, as well as their undead troops and undead minions, were purified by the holy light.

"Poison Witch, this is not the first time we have met!"

"Brother-in-law, all the evil is gone, what are you still shouting about?!"

The holy light flashed again, Arthas pulled the bowstring and said, "This is a declaration!"

"But, brother-in-law, isn't the noise of our motorcade loud enough?!"

Purifying the undead animals in the forest with one arrow, Arthas said: "This is for the Holy Light!"

Huh, the holy light shines, and the holy light descends on this cursed land.

At this moment, it seemed as if there was a door in the sky, the door to heaven.

Among them, there seemed to be a hymn coming out, which dispersed the black air around the convoy consisting of two motorcycles.

"Can you please not..."

"Brother, how about you come?!"

Yelling at the brother on the right, Jaina pointed at the paladin in front and said, "Except him!"

"Who in our team has this ability to use at will?"

"Ahem, sister."

Pretending to cough, Tanred said, "How about I lend you that gun to play with?"

At that moment, Jaina, Tiffin, Vasya, Roco, and Lucia, who were holding muskets, all shook their heads.

Except for Lucia and Roco who brought their own guns, the other three women made their own magic muskets.

"Tanred, I'll lend you this bow for fun!"

Throwing out the rice bow, Arthas accelerated again and dispersed the evil gathered in front of him.

"Okay, brother-in-law!"

Grasping the rice bow in time, Tanred responded loudly.

No matter what, he finally has a ranged weapon and can become a full-time Kul Tiran archer!

"Witch...Undead, take my arrow!"

"The Coven will destroy...Ah!"

"This is the flaming arrow that comes from the heart!"

"Wow, your archery skills are pretty good!"

"Of course, sister, I am..."

"Can you be faster? You shoot one, but we can hit many."

"..."

Bows and arrows... without the technique of raining arrows, can they compare to the continuous shooting of guns?

In addition to Lucia and Roko's muskets overheating, do you three sisters have this concern about your magic muskets? !

"Boy, lead us to charge!"

"As you command, Master Bronzebeard!"

……

"Marshal Reed, there's movement behind us!"

"I have seen it, soldier."

Everit Reed, who was riding a tall horse and leading his troops on patrol, responded calmly to the soldiers around him.

Motorcycles are just mounts for some travelers.

Since there were motorcycles in Azeroth, what was so special about this kind of engineering?

Even though the two motorcycles have a unique shape and are shrouded in holy light...

"Lucille!"

"Uncle Reed, am I not Lucia?!"

Without waiting for the Waycrest heir to get out of the car, Everly subconsciously reached out his hand.

Recently, the witches of the Poison Heart Coven have become more rampant.

Now, the people have come to believe that Lucille Waycrest is a witch.

And he, patrolling the territory...his main purpose is to protect the only descendant of the Waycrest family!

"Little Lucille, follow your uncle!"

"My Lord, he has already..."

Suddenly, Everly noticed a little girl who seemed very familiar to him.

"Jaina Proudmoore..."

"Jaina, what's so surprising?"

Without caring about the reason for Everly's daze, Arthas turned around and looked at the surprised crowd...

Well, except for the Kul Tiran guard Muradin Bronzebeard.

His reaction arc to this incident is basically nonexistent.

"No... Uncle Everly calls Lucia Lucille."

The little girl who caused Everly to be stunned, Jaina, expressed the thoughts of her teammates around her.

"In my impression, Waycrest's successor is Lucille Waycrest."

Feeling a little helpless, Arthas said: "But, Lucia is Lucia, right?"

"Even if that's my stereotype, your Waycrest sister is only Lucia Waycrest."

"Ah this..."

Her red lips slightly parted, and Jaina and the other shocked people had no idea.

Just put this in a different world...

Their Drusst threat was dealt with by these people who had passed away...

Not surprising then.

"You... who are you..."

"Mr. Everit Reed, are you looking for Lucille Waycrest?"

Seeing that Everly was having trouble speaking normally, Arthas kindly helped him to come back to his senses.

"Yes, Paladin."

Feeling the warmth of the holy light, Everly temporarily lost his state of surprise.

"But, you know what?"

"Our group of travelers is in need of a map of Drustvar... Kul Tiras."

"I don't know, can you...Jaina, what are you doing?!"

Turning back, Arthas rebuked Jaina for her sudden wave of the hand.

He just said it was fine, and soon...

"Arthas, I can see Waycrest Manor from here."

After the blood in his brain that was causing him to feel dizzy disappeared, Arthas began to face the situation squarely.

He wanted to go to a higher place...

"Also, we are following 'my' honeymoon map."

Hmm, so it turns out that Jaina had already found the map during the Shadowlands version?

But how can I...

"By the way, don't pretend you don't know."

Pointing to the electronic map on the driver's seat, Jaina reminded him, "You still looked at it."

"Don't think that you can get away with it just because you heard Lucille was confused for a moment."

"Well, Jaina... you know..."

Shiny, shiny!

Avery and the soldiers around him drew their swords and said, "It's that butcher!"

"Even if his hair and eye color changed, I could still recognize him!"

"Little Lucia, His Majesty Proudmoore, King Wrynn, please be careful!"

Huh, Vasya blew a breath towards the group of loyal Drustvar soldiers.

Ding, ding, ding. Everly and other Drustvar soldiers fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Then Arthas said, "Before going to Waycrest Manor."

"Why don't we go look for Lucille..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Jaina wave her hand and the Glacial Tide appeared instantly.

Soon, Everly, with a wet head, stood up from the bucket created by the glacial frenzy.

"Ha ha……"

"You, you...what's going on?!"

At this moment, Lucia blushed and said, "Uncle."

She felt guilty for the way her uncle...her uncle in the parallel world was treated.

Maybe she shouldn't have suggested that the convoy stop and talk to the locals.

Lucia poked her two index fingers at each other and said, "I have a suggestion."

"I can help you find your niece, but my sister needs an object."

"I wonder if you have Lucille's..."

"By the Holy Light, Arthur and Meredith actually have a daughter!"

Jaina was a little speechless at Everly's response after he calmed down.

In response, she simply waved her hand again.

"Jaina, you'd better not... Holy Light!"

As a dazzling holy light protected the sleeping Drustvar soldiers, Arthas gritted his teeth and disappeared here.

Sometimes, he would rather be beaten by the Lich King...

The Lich King might not be qualified.

Sometimes, he would rather go to Broken Shore and fight alone than suffer the pain of being suddenly tricked!

"Catch her, catch that wicked witch!"

"Sheriff Henry Framer, and my fellow citizens."

"Please calm down, I'm not a witch!"

"Don't be afraid, Lucille Waycrest, we are coming!"

The Kul Tiras captain stumbled in the air and fell to the ground with a bang, filling the air with dust.

"Cough...cough..."

"Back off... cough cough..."

With his assistance, the people of Drustvar who were preparing to capture the witch couldn't help but cough.

Because there was more than one "captain" who fell.

However, there seems to be no motorcycles and elements, only "Captain".

Then, they should have taken it back.

"Ahem... Your Highness Tanred?"

Raising her hand to fan away the dust, Lucille was surprised to see Captain Proudmoore crawling out of the pit in front of her.

Isn't Tanred Proudmoore missing?

how……

"Ahem...it seems my name hasn't been changed."

As strong winds surged around him, Tanred rose high in the wind.

"Jaina Proudmoore?"

"younger sister……"

Pulling up the dusty druid sister, Jaina said, "Go talk to her."

The next second, she followed Tanred.

"Jaina, don't run if you can!"

Buzz! Arthas grabbed Jaina, summoned the Wheel of Kings, and left with several teammates.

At this moment, Lucia, with her black hair flying, raised her hand to support her forehead.

The next second, Luo Ke calmly hugged the falling Tanred.

"you are?"

To this question, good uncle Everly explained: "Lucille, she is your sister."

At the same time, they are the ones who stayed where they were.

The dust and other things on his body had been blown away by the strong wind left by Jaina.

Holding her chin with her right hand, Lucille asked in confusion, "Sister?"

"Stop, stop, stop... Look at my Heart of Waycrest!"

Drawing out her beloved sword, Lucia suddenly became more confident.

Compared to this "self", she is...

"I didn't expect that my father would prepare such a sword for you."

"Yes, Lucille, I think Arthur must be missing her..."

"Uncle, I don't want to be a marshal!"

Lucia interrupted immediately and shouted loudly and bluntly.

At this time, Lucille stretched out her hand and said, "Sister."

"Since this is my father's arrangement, then..."

"That's enough! Nature entangles."

Crack, crack, crack. The vines that broke through the ground entangled Lucille and Everly.

She, Lucia Waycrest, could not stand these two people being so casual...

"Lucia, isn't the marshal doing well?"

"Tanred, only you have such a lofty goal!"

Lucia loudly retorted to Tanred who spoke behind her with dissatisfaction.

"Marshal or something, do you just want to be a marine admiral?!"

"Do you dare to have some ambition? We are..."

Clank, Lucille and Everly swung their swords to break Lucia's entanglement spell.

"Sister, it seems..."

"Witch... This is the witch's evil clone magic!"

Before the group could clear up their misunderstanding, Sheriff Henry Framer led people to shout out the evil witch.

At the same time, their gathering movements seemed to be intended to arrest the evil witch in their eyes.

"You actually...would you like to take a look at this?"

Taking out the emblem of the Knight of Ashes that she had asked Jaina to make, Lucia tried to persuade him kindly.

Where there are witches, there is the Order of Embers. This is their Drustvar...

"Witch, what kind of trick is this?!"

Facing this question, Lucia suddenly felt a little...

"Sheriff Henry Framer, calm down."

"Just you...Your Highness...Henry Flemer welcomes Your Highness!"

He, Henry Flemer, was just a small sheriff in front of Tanred.

Therefore, he dared not neglect...

Before Tanred could smile confidently at the people around him, Henry said, "Your Highness Tanred."

"I don't know... No!"

Suddenly stepping back, Henry shouted, "He is not His Royal Highness Prince Tanred Proudmo!"

"Folks, this is an innocent person bewitched by an evil witch!"

"let us……"

"Wait, are you sure?"

"Of course, how could His Highness Tanred be so young!"