My Frostmourne can't be so cute

This weird little magic sword, even though it was said to behave like a queen, it turned out to be such a mess in his bones!——Arthas was going to teach Frostmourne a lesson, but at this time, the magic circle shone again.

A new guest arrived—Arthas temporarily left the noise between Frostmourne and Kalea aside, and looked at the center of the magic circle.

"Archmage Antonidas!" Arthas bowed slightly to the old man who walked out from the center of the magic circle.

"His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, I have kept you waiting." The Archmage Antonidas said to Arthas with a smile, wearing a gorgeous purple archmage robe.

"Where..." Alsace was about to decline, but he saw a familiar figure; the little prince couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Hello, Jaina."

Behind the Archmage Antonidas, a little girl with long blond hair poked her head out from behind the old man timidly. Seeing the coy smile on Alsace's face, the little girl also smiled shyly.

"His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, hello." Jaina cautiously got out from behind Archmage Antonidas, stood in front of Arthas, said a word, and lowered her head shyly.

"Just call me Arthas, Jaina." Arthas said kindly when he came to Jaina.

"Humph."

"Humph!"

Two cold snorts rang out beside Alsace. Needless to say, it was naturally Alsace’s fiancée Frostmourne, as well as the Royal Highness Princess of Lordaeron, who was “involuntary” towards his brother.

Two cold snorts made Jaina startled. She raised her head timidly and glanced at the two beautiful big sisters-a simple blue floral dress, but could not hide the shocking face; The domineering look of a luxurious lavender rose dress made Jaina even more nervous.

Did you do something inappropriate?——Jaina thought timidly——His Royal Highness Prince Arthas would not hate himself for it?

"You... hello." A small white hand reached out to Jaina, and a hard voice followed, "My name is Frostmourne, and I am Arthas' fiancée."

Jaina raised her head in surprise—it was the big sister who pressed His Royal Highness Prince Arthas to the wall and ate his lips in Nanhai Town!

"You...Hello!" Jaina quickly stretched out her somewhat chubby little hand, and shook it with Frostmourne.

"Do you understand? Jaina. Lordaeron's future queen is me, so don't think about having any relationship with the master!" Frostmourne warned Jaina-for this woman who threatened her most, Frostmourne decided not to be taken lightly.

"What? Oh, oh..." Jaina nodded repeatedly, but she was terrified-she didn't understand some of Frostmourne's words, such as... Who is the "master"?

"Ahem, Jaina, right? Hello." After Frostmourne left Jaina aside and returned to Arthas, Kalia walked up to Jaina with grace and stretched out proudly. She took a hand, and gently touched the little girl's hand that hadn't had time to withdraw, and then she retracted.

"I'm Alsace's sister, Kalia Menethil, the...woman, lord, man in this palace." Kalia said every word, "You are welcome to come to the banquet. Little girl."

"Thanks...Thanks..." Jaina put her hand behind her back, and she started to feel a little scared-how come these big sisters seem to be deeply hostile to herself?

"Kalia, don't scare Jaina, she's still a child!" Arthas said to Kalia dissatisfied-for whatever reason, it would be rude to say such a thing!If King Daelin knew about it, it might affect the relationship between Lordaeron and Kul Tiras!

"Ah... Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas..." Jaina suddenly said, wanting to say something.

"Call me Arthas." The little prince of Lordaeron interrupted the little girl.

"Ok... well... Alsace..." Jaina blushed when she said the name. "My father, is he here?"

King Daelin?——Arthas shook his head and said, "No, King Daelin has not arrived. Why not, Archmage Antonidas, my father is waiting for you in his study. Go ahead, Jaina. Leave it to me and let her wait for her father here with me." (To be continued.)

The 528th chapter labor is the most glorious

"Leave it to you..." A narrow smile appeared on the old face of the Archmage Antonidas. Obviously, the archmage also let go of the burden today.

"Oh..." Alsace suddenly realized that there was a little...ambiguity in what he said, but he didn't expect that an old man with the status of Archmage Antonidas would make jokes about his language disorder.

"Then I will hand Jaina to you." Archmage Antonidas nodded, touched the top of Jaina's head with a smile, and then greeted behind him, "Archmage Modra, shall we go? "

"Wait..." A slender woman walked out of the magic circle behind Archmage Antonidas and came to Arthas. "Are you Arthas?"

"Yes... Excuse me?" Alsace looked at the woman in front of him, under the lavender gorgeous mage robes, her slender figure was comparable to that of girls like Kalia and Frostmourne. The face is also enough to overwhelm the country, but the silver-gray hair on this lady's head in a bun seems to indicate that her age is no longer young-even though the years have not left even a trace on her face Mark of.

"My name is Modra." The woman looked at Arthas with a smile, her nice eyes narrowed into a slit, "Mage of Dalaran. Didn't your father mention me to you?"

"I'm sorry, Mage Modra...I think I may have forgotten..." Arthas replied tactfully.

"Really?" Modra curled his lips noncommittal, then whispered in a low voice, "Damn Terenas..."

"What?" Arthas asked in surprise-if his ears weren't faulty, the mages seemed to be talking bad about his father?

"It's nothing, Arthas..." Modra looked at Arthas's face, suddenly couldn't help but gently rubbed the top of his head, then smiled kindly and said, "Then Arthas, our The little princess will leave it to you, but treat her well!"

"Okay, I see..." Arthas felt very awkward-when he was touched on his head by a woman he had never seen before.

"Let's go, Antonidas." Modra looked at Archmage Antonidas and said, the latter nodded slightly, and then the two left the portal hall side by side.

Immediately after leaving the portal hall, the Archmage Antonidas stopped.

"You still...can't forget him?" the Kirin Tor archmage asked nonchalantly.

"If you can forget, I won't follow you here." Modra sighed, with a regretful expression on his face, "Arthas has grown up so much... if it wasn't... maybe My own child..."

"If you still want..., hurry up! Maybe you have enough time, but Terenas... Mortal life is limited." Archmage Antonidas said comfortingly.

"Well...Look again, maybe he has forgotten me..." Modra shook his head, and returned to the cold expression before.

Aside from the whispers of the two archmages outside the hall, in the portal hall, Arthas's side was in a mess.

Ask why?Because of an uninvited guest-another uninvited guest behind Archmage Antonidas and Archmage Modra.

"Clay? Why are you here?" The Red Dragon Queen lifted her head from Vereesa's arms and looked at a handsome high elf in front of her in surprise.

"Queen!" Krasus, or Kleosstrass, in a word, this dragon "lurking" in Dalaran, facing his lord queen, uncannyly wept in front of several ladies Flowing.

Looking at Krasus, who was in tears, the Red Dragon Queen was also a little flustered. She didn't know how to comfort her young guard, and she didn't know why this guy was crying like this.

"Clay, what's wrong with you?" The Red Dragon Queen came to Krasus and asked curiously.

"Queen!" Krasus cried, "You finally escaped from Grim Batol safely!"

"Ah, uh...this..." The Red Dragon Queen winked at Krasus and motioned him not to continue talking-because of the previous act of bragging and not drafting, the Red Dragon Queen didn't want to mention Grim Batol. Things that happened.

"Oh yes, Clay, I want to tell you something!" The Red Dragon Queen pointed to Frostmourne not far away, "Do you remember her? She is Shuang!"

"Oh." Krasus touched the corner of his eye, and then replied respectfully, "I have seen her, Queen, but although she looks like Ms. Frost, she doesn't seem to have any memory of Ms. Frost."

"Yeah, I'm also wondering this... I think I will find something next to her, but I haven't found anything yet... Clay, have you found the person you are looking for?" Red Dragon Queen Asked.

"No..." Krasus replied, "They seem to be missing."

"Yeah... It's so hard to find..." The Red Dragon Queen sighed melanly, and then suddenly said, as if thinking of something, "By the way, Clay, you think of a way to inform us of our Northrend Those tribesmen, call those young dragons, and those dragons who have not been here, come to me for a while, I have something for them to do."

"Okay, Queen." Krasus promised, almost taking a notebook out of his pocket to write it down, "Queen, are you ordering them to avenge those orcs?"

"Vengeance? Of course not... The orcs have been taken care of by me, but this time the matter is mainly caused by Taran and Nesario... I will tell you later when I have time. I call them, mainly to ..." The Red Dragon Queen Balabalati told Krasus the "labor agreement" reached between her and Lordaeron Finance Minister Alfonso.

"What? Isn't this asking us to be coolies?" Krasus was furious-of course, not at the Red Dragon Queen-"These mortals are too bold to make such a request!"