The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Your Majesty the King and Queen of Lordaeron, it is a pleasure to see you here."

The two people lying in the sky heard someone calling them and stretched their heads to look down.

The idle blood elf regent Lor'themar Theron stood on the top of the mage tower below with a male blood elf.

He extended his hand and greeted Arthas and Jaina at the top of the Glacial Tide in a friendly manner.

This male elf looks so familiar.

It was Xiao Ai! Could this be the Sunreavers' wizard tower? What a coincidence.

"It's Lor'themar and Aethas Sunreaver. Jaina, go down quickly."

With a reluctant look on his face, Glacier Frenzy could only obey his master's order and fly down.

After sending it down, it flew back to continue enjoying the scenery.

"We are also pleased to meet you, Regent Lord and Archmage Ishas."

"Don't be so formal. Call me Lor'themar or Theron, my friends."

In response to Jaina's greeting, Lor'themar directly defined the two people in front of him as his friends.

Although he has little presence, he is worthy of being the leader of the Horde, Lor'themar, the master of diplomacy of the blood elves.

"Well said, Aqiang!"

When Arthas heard the word "friend", he blurted it out subconsciously, and very loudly.

"King Arthas, why do you call me like this? Is there any special meaning?"

Lor'themar asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Oh, sorry, Lor'themar."

"During this period, I was really surprised to learn about your experience from other people."

"From an unknown warrior, oh no, ranger, to the leader of a race, you have done a great job. You are a role model worthy of my learning."

Does this have anything to do with Lor'themar's nickname? Jaina next to him stared at Arthas suspiciously.

"Thank you very much for your compliment. I am honored."

"King Arthas, I am not as good as you say."

Lor'themar replied respectfully, not expecting that Arthas thought so highly of him.

"Plus, you were able to revive Lordaeron in just one day, and I also have..."

"Don't be so formal, my brother. Just call me Arthas."

By friendly pulling Lor'themar over, Arthas wanted to interrupt his humble words.

This elf should not be underestimated. It can be said that without him, there would be no blood elves today.

"I know you're tired of politics, and that the burdens you carry are taking away from the life you love."

"Whether it's the external pressure from the Alliance and the Horde, or the internal conflicts between the nobles and the lower classes of the blood elves."

"You have done well, the sun is with you, my brother."

Although he was completely seen through by Arthas, Lor'themar quickly calmed his restless heart.

However, the last sentence still made him unable to control himself and very excited.

"The light of the sun is with you, my brother!"

"Glory... to the Sin'dorei!"

The white-haired elf's face changed drastically, and Lor'themar's defense was broken.

You, a human king, say this, and it makes me feel...

Lor'themar, who was still thinking about what Arthas meant by this, was interrupted again.

“All we have to do is to continue along the path ahead of us as dignifiedly as possible.”

"Whether the end of this road is glory or destruction, pray..."

Jaina on the side couldn't bear it anymore, so she pulled Arthas over and forcibly stopped him from continuing.

When did you have an idol? Why do you admire blood elves so much? You are a human!

Can't you see Aethas Sunreaver is watching? Please be considerate of the people around you.

Don't you think you're saying this to try to draw the blood elves to your side? You are indeed Arthas.

"Lor'themar, my brother, am I right?"

He forcibly pulled away Jaina's hand that was covering her mouth and continued.

"You are right, my brother."

It was all his own fault, and he had to swallow the consequences even with tears. Lor'themar blamed himself immensely.

It doesn't matter who you provoke, but why do you provoke this guy? It's just because you are too rude.

After I go back today, a bunch of problems of taking sides will arise again, and the government affairs that I just finished dealing with have finally been dealt with.

Don't you just give me some time to do what I like?

It’s not like I haven’t thought about returning to the Alliance, but only if it’s in the interests of the blood elves!

My brother, Arthas, how can I cope with this?

"My good brother, don't worry, whoever dares to bully you will be making things difficult for me, your brother!"

"Xiao Ai, right? Look at what you have done. What happened today is a secret, okay?"

"If you don't know, look at the holy light in my hand."

Arthas placed a beam of extremely hot holy light in front of Aethas, almost hitting his face.

"Answer me, my patience is limited, my good elf brother."

"I didn't see anything. I'll be in the lab today studying fire magic."

What is Xiao Ai? You are threatening my life, what can I do?

"It's not enough. Come and drink this potion."

Under the shocked gazes of Jaina and Lor'themar, Arthas pulled a bottle of green potion from his pocket.

Arthas, you actually hid a bottle of potion for curing the plague without telling me, your wife?

Archmage Aethas was infected by the plague? How could I not see that, being so smart?

Instead, what Lor'themar was thinking was, Arthas, is this the price Arthas has to pay?

I'm sorry, Isaacs, I should have found another time to talk to you.

"Your Majesty, I will drink it now."

Sure enough, the dead won't tell tales? No, there are also ghosts.

You actually want to destroy my soul and leave me completely destroyed!

Oh, Heaven! Oh, Earth! Am I, Aethas Sunreaver, going to die today?

Knowing this shocking secret, he could not survive and drank the medicine in grief.

"Relax, Archmage Aethas."

"You will be fine. How could I harm my elf brother?"

"It's just a small insurance policy, as long as what happened today doesn't get out through you."

"You will be safe. Go down and do your fire magic experiment."

Poor, unlucky and innocent Archmage Isaacs was forced by the humanoid demon to return to his safe hut.

Noticing that Lor'themar was in a state of delusion, Jaina kindly told him the truth.

"Don't worry, Lor'themar. That potion is only for the plague."

"My good brother, Jaina is right. This is the best way for people like Aethas."

"Brother, this is a gift from me to you blood elves, please be sure to accept it."

Without waiting for Lor'themar to react, Arthas took out the gift he had prepared for Lor'themar last time.

As soon as Arthas opened the gift box, a dazzling light burst out, illuminating the night.

All Lor'themar saw was a noble longsword inlaid with gold and blue gems lying quietly inside.

The sword exudes a strong holy light and arcane power, the two coexisting harmoniously together.

This was made by Arthas and his companions at their leisure, using some saronite they dug up on the way to Ulduar.

This sword can cut through iron like mud and can also rebound magic attacks. It is a rare weapon.

"Thank you for your gift. This is also the gift I prepared."

"My brother's gift may not be as good as yours, but it is also a token of our blood elves' kindness."

When he saw the sword, Lor'themar was attracted and took out the gift he had prepared.

Covering Jaina who wanted to speak in his arms, Arthas summoned the Holy Light version of Invincibility, which was just a color-changing technique.

Then he took the red gift box from Lor'themar and rode on Invincible with Jaina.

"Okay, okay, we are all family, why should we be so polite?"

"We have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it, my brother."

"Yes, my brother, it is a beautiful day."

Only after they flew to another mage tower, out of Lor'themar's sight, did Arthas let go of his hand.

"We have several of that sword, you're just giving me one?"

"A good weapon, just one will do. Besides, that one is a luxury limited edition."

Faced with Jaina's questioning, Arthas couldn't wait to open the red gift box.

Ah, the golden legend!

There were two extremely gorgeous dresses, one for a man and one for a woman.

The elves still have such good taste, no wonder the accessories they make sell so well in the Alliance.