My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Where is that messenger now?"

Alsace asked after thinking about it.

"Just outside the camp, I was taken care of by my brothers."

The royal guard of Lordaeron quickly replied.

"Bring him in."

Arthas commanded-whether this human being was a messenger sent by his father or not, just bring him in and ask yourself a few words to know; what's more, even if he is a fake messenger, he appears in the ghost at this moment. The humans in the forest of the land also made Arthas very interested in his origin.

Soon, a young man wearing a light blue robe walked into Alsace's camp under the grip of two Lordaeron royal guards.

Arthas looked at the young man. He looked like he was in his twenties and looked average. Arthas recalled it carefully and felt that he had never seen this man with his father.

"what?"

Frostmourne let out an exclamation when she saw the young man again, and she quickly straightened up from the position of snuggling Alsace, staring at the young man for a long time.

"the host……"

Frostmourne's eyes rolled, and he leaned to Arthas' ear, and then whispered a few softly.

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Arthas's expression changed from plainness to shock at the beginning. After Frostmourne was nestled in his arms again, when Arthas looked at the human youth, his eyes were already very different.

Frostmourne brought a surprise to Arthas. As a reward, Arthas gently touched the top of Frostmourne's head, causing the little magic sword to make a familiar snoring and coquettish voice.

"Ahem."

Uther coughed dryly, reminding his disciples that there was still a whole camp waiting for him to speak, not flirting with his fiancée.

"I think you already know who I am."

Arthas hadn't spoken yet, but the human youth spoke first.

"what?"

Prince Danas replied in amazement-what is this guy talking about inexplicably?

"You are right, but it really surprised me, whether it's your courage or your... this kind of spell."

Arthas was not too surprised by the human youth's words, but replied with a smile.

"I think I am at least qualified to sit here and talk. Facing guests from afar, there should be this in human etiquette?"

The human youth ignored the surrounding royal guards of Lordaeron and went straight to the discussion table where Arthas and the others were, and sat down at the end of the discussion table.

"If you insist, Mr. Troll. But before that, can you tell me your name?"

Arthas acquiesced to this human young man's behavior, but his words surprised everyone around him.

"Troll... Troll?"

Varian Wrynn looked at Arthas in surprise, and then at the human youth. He wondered if he was getting too old.

"I'm sorry, this layer of disguise is just to be able to enter your camp smoothly. Now, I think I can remove it."

As he said this, the human youth's face gradually became blurred; after the Ruoyouruowu mist dissipated, the face of a troll appeared in front of everyone.

"What? Come, take this guy down for me!"

Paul was taken aback-he actually let a troll walk so close to His Royal Highness Prince Arthas?

Although it wasn't Paul's fault, he still shouted angrily to his subordinates so that they could catch the troll of unknown origin as soon as possible.

The royal guards of Lordaeron were also greatly horrified-they were not afraid of trolls, but just like Paul, annoyed for their negligence.

Prince Danas, Uther, Alexandros Mograine and others also pulled out their sabers from their waists, intending to smash the troll that dared to appear in the coalition camp.

"Wait, listen to what he has to say first."

Arthas waved his hand to stop everyone's behavior.

"But Arthas..."

Prince Danas stopped his movements, but looked at the troll heartily.

"It's just a troll, we have so many people here, don't worry."

Arthas shook his head, staring at the troll in front of him who was calm and seemed not worried about being killed by human soldiers.

Compared with the forest trolls that Arthas had seen in Stromgarde, the troll in front of him was bigger.

However, his huge body does not make him look savage or rude. The light blue robe on his body still reveals too many body parts compared with human clothing, but compared with the often naked/naked/body forest. It's much better for the troll.

More importantly, the color of the troll in front of him was not the turquoise color of the forest troll, but a cyan black with a little blue.

Seeing this troll's graceful expression and relaxed expression, Arthas could not see the troll's rage in him. If we ignore the hyena hairs and fangs that existed that day, this troll looks better than humans. The wisest sages in the world must be knowledgeable.

"Kardala, the young human prince, my name is Kardala. I come from the Zandalar tribe. The reason why I came here across oceans is to mediate the war between humans and my fellow citizens."

Nodding lightly, the tall troll slowly said his name; he used the most authentic common language, and even Arthas, who was born in the royal family of Lordaeron, could not pick him out. Wording and language problems.(To be continued.)

681 Caldara

Prince Danas, who had already put away the weapon in his hand because of Arthas' words, was completely enraged by this troll's words.

"Mediation? What do you think you are?"

The prince from Stromgarde roared loudly, if it weren't for Muradin? Bronzebeard's obstruction, Prince Danath would have rushed to tear the troll in front of him to pieces.

Despite the grievances between the high elves and the trolls for thousands of years, among the people present, the one who hated the trolls most was undoubtedly the Arathi Highlanders who had been tortured and killed by dozens of civilians in the war six years ago.

"Calm down, Danas, calm down! This guy is a little different... Let's listen to what he has to say first."

Muradin? Bronzebeard grabbed the prince Danas, his sturdy arms made the prince of Stromgarde pause slightly, and then returned to his seat.

"Although the nonsense, I will use this time to think about what kind of death is more suitable for you, a dirty troll."

Prince Danas said angrily.

"As you can see, I am not dirty. Before I came here, I took a bath by the sea."

The Zandalari troll named "Kaldara" smiled and said to Prince Danas.

"This... that's just a symbolic statement, not really referring to body dirt."