My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Of course, just as Kalia just said, Jaina chose to come to Lordaeron's palace instead of returning to Kul Tiras, just because of Arthas.

After a year-long internship, Jaina returned to Dalaran not long ago to participate in the assessment from an apprentice to a mage.

Naturally, Jaina couldn't be troubled by these assessments. She quickly completed all the puzzles and became a mage with all the outstanding results.

However, before Jaina could celebrate the joy, she left Dalaran and even used teleportation spells to directly teleport to the manor of the Menethil royal family.

Jaina, who has missed a few matches in Alsace, doesn't want to miss the outstanding performance of her favorite in the final.

When Jaina was standing by the fence of the stands, the humming noise around the horse farm almost made her dizzy; and it was the gate that slowly opened from the south side of the horse farm that made her heart beat faster. The heroic knight walking out.

A white horse with a pure color that is rare in every world. It is all snow white all over the body, not the light gray that people usually say when talking about white horses.

The tall and majestic horse slowly stepped into the inner circle of the racecourse, and the noisy audience cheered deafeningly. However, the horse was not frightened by this sound.

Unlike those who put cotton balls in its ears to make the horse more obedient, Jaina knew that this mount didn't need to do this at all.

Because its name is "Invincible", because its owner is Lordaeron's most brave knight.

The snow-white war horse neighed, and the high-pitched voice was naturally submerged in the noisy noise above the racecourse, but the majestic posture of leaping hoofs and necks was deeply engraved in the hearts of every audience.

"Alsace! Alsace!"

Gradually, the chaotic shouts converged into the same vocabulary, which was the name of the knight on horseback.

When the knight on horseback pushed the visor of his helmet to the top of the helmet, revealing his handsome face, the cheering voice became louder.(To be continued.)

Chapter 617 Duel on Horseback

The golden hair gathered by the helmet showed a little trace from the lower part of the visor, always with a sunny face with a smile, and under the silver armor, a thick, strong but slender body.

Beautiful without losing fortitude, gentle yet majestic, the man dominated by creation in this episode is widely respected and loved by the people of Lordaeron, their prince, Arthas Menethil.

Arthas held a huge gray riding lance in his left hand. He was wearing a silver standard plate armor. On his chest was the emblem of Lordaeron embroidered with a double-headed eagle.

With his riding boots, he gently knocked the abdomen of the warhorse, and Arthas rode his mount, circled a few circles on the spot, and smiled to the cheering audience.

Of course, most of the audience can't see the smile on Alsace's face. Only people like Jaina who can use magic to enhance their eyesight can do it, but this is almost equivalent to cheating.

After paying tribute to the audience, Arthas raised his lance, and the blunt tip of the gun pointed high at the sky.

At this moment, the majesty of being a prince was manifested. Although no one deliberately prevented it, in a short time, the noise in the horse farm gradually disappeared.

Almost everyone in the audience closed their mouths because they knew that their prince had something to say.

"Everyone knows that today's game is already the final of the competition. Hundreds of outstanding warriors have brought you wonderful duels in these days of competition."

"I am honored to stand here and participate in the last battle in this grand event; I am also very happy to hear your cheers, this is a recognition of my strength."

"But at the same time, I must remind you that my opponent, like me, has won a genuine duel before standing here."

"So, I hope you can dedicate your cheers to another warrior today..."

The horse farm of this manor occupies a large area. Even if the audience is quiet, Alsace's voice must be loud enough to allow his voice to spread to every corner of the horse farm.

Fortunately, Arthas's voice was really loud enough, otherwise, Jaina would definitely have to use spells to enhance her hearing.

After giving a long opening remark in one breath, Arthas paused slightly, and then increased his volume significantly.

"Taylan Fording from Hearthglen!"

Arthas waved down his spear heavily and shouted loudly.

"Talan! Talan!"

Alsace seemed to be very good at inciting the atmosphere of the crowd. Under his guidance, the audience began to cheer the name of another knight present today.

On the opposite side of Alsace, at the northern end of the racecourse, a knight wearing black armor and a black cloak, riding a black horse, had already lifted his black visor.

Like Alsace's previous actions, he also raised the lance in his hand to greet the audience, although these audiences had hardly any reaction to his arrival not long ago.

But Taelan didn't have any imbalance. On the contrary, he was very happy to see such a scene.

Tyran Fording knew that the reason why Prince Arthas was able to receive such a warm welcome was not only because of his prominent status.

In addition to superb martial arts and unmatched strength, more importantly, the warriors who fought with Arthas, except for one who fell from the battle horse and suffered minor injuries, were all almost unscathed.

Don't look at the lance in Alsace's hand with a round head, just take it lightly; like the standard plate armor on Alsace, this lance is also a standard weapon of the Royal Guard of Lordaeron.

When the cavalry attacked, the pointed spear was easy to be frustrated. However, this kind of round-headed long grab had the same impact power as a rush car.

Because the competition uses the same rules as on the battlefield, many warriors who participated in the competition were injured. In the past, accidental deaths occurred.

In this context, the opponent of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas was not harmed at the same time it was defeated. This is a miracle.

As a member of the samurai participating in the competition, Taelan Fording has always been a spectator of the Alsace game except for his own game.

Tyran Fording knew that all this could not be explained by a "miracle", he could clearly feel the protection of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas to his opponent.

This made Taelan Fording both admired and gratified.

As the eldest son of Lord Tirion Fording of Hearthglen, Taelan Fording, the future owner of Maddenhold Castle, still remembers why his ancestors were loyal to the Menethil family.

It was this kind of benevolent blood flowing through Arthas that infected the ancestor of Taelan Fording, which made him bend his proud spine.

"His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, may the Holy Light protect you."

Without making too many extra moves, Tyran Fording rode up to Alsace's horse, then leaned slightly and said.

The audience on the sidelines saw that the duel was about to begin, and became a little noisy again.

However, Arthas heard Tyran Fording's words clearly.

It is also interesting, Taelan Fording actually prayed to the Holy Light for the victory of his opponent before the duel.

This is not only because Arthas will become his lord, but also because of his respect from the bottom of his heart to this prince who is a few years younger than himself.

"May the Holy Light bless us all, Taelan."

Arthas bowed in return, then pulled down his visor.

Taelan Fording made the same move, and then the two knights turned their horses skillfully and returned to where they stood at the beginning.

No referees or instructions were needed. In the next moment, the two horses rushed hard under the urging of the knight on their backs.

"Invincible" is undoubtedly a good horse, like a white lightning, it rushed out quickly.

However, Taelan Fording's mount is also extraordinary, its speed is no less than "invincible", as fast as a black sand snake that has found its prey.