My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Tirion Fording bowed respectfully to salute.

Arthas also hurriedly jumped off Frostmourne's leg, and then pulled Frostmourne, who had not reacted, from the stool.

"You are back, father."

Arthas stood behind the desk and said to King Terenas.

"Well, Alsace, how is your job doing?"

King Terenas stepped forward, patted Tirion Fording on the shoulder, then went around his desk and sat back in his seat.

"It's almost there, father."

Arthas said to King Terenas.

"Really? Then you did it quite fast!"

King Terenas checked the documents that Arthas had completed, and then gradually stopped his busy movements.

King Terenas noticed that most of the documents had been stamped with his own seal, and some documents were picked out by Alsace.(To be continued.)

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In this small set of documents, most of them have Alsace circled with a quill pen.

King Terenas glanced around these places roughly, most of which were controversial in understanding or were contrary to the existing Law of Lordaeron.

"Did you just finish these...?"

King Terenas looked at his son in surprise.

"That's it, father."

Arthas nodded and replied.

"Oh, that's not bad... It seems that I will often ask you to do some work like this in the future, and I can take the opportunity to rest."

King Terenas smiled and praised Arthas.

"What? Come again?"

Arthas had no idea what his father wanted to do.

If just now, it was because he had something to do that he let himself be "shifted" for a while, then in the future...why did his father let himself come here to replace him?

"Well, I'll talk about the next thing later, you go play first, Arthas. Tirion and I have something to say."

King Terenas patted Arthas on the head and said to him with a smile.

An annoyance appeared on Arthas's face--how could he not think of himself as a child when he just let himself deal with the business?Now I let myself play again... How can I have so many things to play!

But Arthas didn't argue with his father in front of Tirion Fording, he just left King Terenas' study with Frostmourne.

Alsace, who had walked through the corridor while the guards bowed their heads, remembered that he hadn't told his father about Anne Bonn.

Alsace was not too worried that his father would criticize his own opinion now, so he changed his mind and felt that it was not too late to tell his father about it at dinner.

"Master, where are we going?"

Frostmourne smiled and took Arthas's hand, and said coquettishly.

The strange thing is that Little Demon Sword feels that his master seems to have grown a bit taller... Is it an illusion?

"I don't know... Maybe I should eat something... Xiaoshuang, is there anything you want to do?"

Arthas felt a little bored, so he could only ask Frostmourne instead.

In the original time flow, Alsace should now be learning swordsmanship with Muradin and Uther, learning various knowledge with many different scholars, and learning how to manage finances with Chancellor Alfonso Diardala. , But now...

Muradin may have been drinking at the banquet last night. Now he knows whether he can get up or not, but as for his other teachers, his father did not arrange any schoolwork for him...

Although Alsace felt a little boring when he thought of the things he had learned a long time ago, but now, he has become even more boring.

"Master, let's go back and try, has the time you persist in Xiaoshuang now longer, right?"

Frostmourne suggested excitedly.

"No! How long has this been since, even if the Queen said it worked, it might not be effective now?"

Arthas protested while covering his pants/crotch nervously.

Arthas certainly refused to go back with Frostmourne to try this strange thing.

Frostmourne's flawless body certainly attracted Arthas, but the cold temperature of her lower body would soon bring the passion that Arthas aroused by her to a freezing point.

"Should we go out to play? Go and try the snacks sold on the street. I haven't eaten it for years..."

Alsace had a whim.

"Oh...whatever the master says..."

Frostmourne was a little gloomy, because Arthas refused his request.

Of course Arthas hadn't forgotten that he had to go back to the Red Dragon Queen to check if there would be any other problems with his body, but now Arthas was thinking of his sister, Kalia.

At the ball last night, Kalia was angry with Alsace and ran away from the ball; Arthas felt that he should go outside the palace and get some gadgets back. Maybe after giving it to Kalia, she would not Will be so angry.

Just do it when he thinks of it. Arthas and Frostmourne quickly came to the gate of Lordaeron's palace-most of the royal guards of Lordaeron knew Arthas, and he didn't need to avoid anything.

However, just as Arthas and Frostmourne approached the gate, Little Demon Sword suddenly stopped.

"Master...a nasty guy is here!"

The expression on Frostmourne's face was a bit surprised, but more angry.

"Huh? Who?"

Arthas was stunned. He knew that Frostmourne felt a familiar soul, but he didn't know who the little magic sword was referring to.

"Huh...Master, you are optimistic about it!"

Frostmourne snarled at the gate of the palace, and Arthas looked over there.

In front of the gate of Lordaeron's palace, there is a spacious street.

The Menethil family has always been known for tolerant, and even the important place in front of the palace does not set up a restricted area.

Of course, this also puts a lot of pressure on the guards at the gate of the palace.