My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Arthas was very unfamiliar with these words, but after hearing the Red Dragon Queen talk about the appearance of the disease, it was more consistent with the state of Frostmourne just now, so he had to pay attention to it.

"Master, don't listen to this big stupid dragon. How could Xiaoshuang get sick? You must be wrong."

Frostmourne said nonchalantly.

Arthas didn't believe in Frostmourne's statement-although Little Demon Sword had a special physique and did not get sick, compared with the other four people who were blind, she was still more likely to be sick.

"Why... it should be because she usually wants to do this in her heart, but she has been suppressing it, and then through some kind of inducement, it suddenly showed it."

The Red Dragon Queen explained according to her own memory.

Arthas never felt that his mind was as confused as it is now. He didn't understand what the Red Dragon Queen was talking about; of course he didn't care too much, he just wanted to know how to make Frostmourne's illness heal.

"There is no way, Lord Iona said that mental illness cannot be cured."

The Red Dragon Queen spread her hands and said in a gleeful tone.

"Big stupid dragon! Why do you scold Xiaoshuang!"

Frostmourne desperately wanted to rush to beat the Red Dragon Queen-although I didn't understand what "mental illness" means, Frostmourne intuitively felt that this was not a good thing, just like I was always called the Red Dragon Queen" "Big Stupid Dragon" is the same as "Spawning Machine".

"Stop it, Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas hugged the little magic sword with its teeth and claws, and gently stroked her back.

The look that happened today made Arthas' heart full of worries. The Frostmourne with white eyes remained in Alsace's memory like a lingering shadow.

What if Xiaoshuang turns into the white-eyed woman one day and can't come back?

——Fear grabbed Alsace's heart, making him helplessly hold the soft body of the small magic sword in his arms tighter.

"the host……"

Frostmourne gently embraced Arthas with his backhand, and responded to the owner's hug; the simple little magic sword still doesn't know what happened when she was in a coma, but she felt the worry in her master's heart. Decided to use my own mind...oh no, care to soothe Arthas.

"Let's go to Varian and the others first, this war, it's time to end..."

Arthas patted Frostmourne on the back, and then said to Jaina and others.

Although Arthas was very worried about Frostmourne, he was limited in what he could do now; he could only end the war in Ghostlands as soon as possible, then return to Lordaeron, and then study her body with Frostmourne. .

...

Of the five people, only Arthas and Vereesa could not fly. Soon, Arthas and others found Prince Danath and his party who were clearing the battlefield.

"Alsace? Your Queen? How about? Are you all right?"

Prince Danas was pressing the hilt of both hands on his waist, standing next to a pile of troll corpses, listening to the adjutant Ricks' report, and seeing Arthas and others descend from the sky, he quickly walked over to greet him.

"It's okay, Prince Danas. How is the war going?"

Arthas jumped from the embrace of Frostmourne and asked Prince Danas-he was really negligent as a commander, and he was not present in the last two crucial battles. command.

"A big victory. Now those lads are hunting down every troll in the city, but those trolls are no longer able to form a large-scale resistance."

Prince Danas said to Arthas happily.

"That's good."

Arthas nodded, saying nothing.

The victory of the war is doomed from the moment the only animal god the trolls can rely on either die or flee; however, it will take some time to clear the battlefield and the city of Zuaman.

Alsace and Prince Danas both tacitly did not discuss how to deal with the trolls, although there are still many young and female trolls living in the city of Zuaman.

Under Stromgarde City, Zujin and his guards brutally killed more than fifty residents of Arathi Highlands and swallowed their bodies;

Evil is rewarded, and now in Zuaman, how can the militia of Stromgarde hold back their indignation and forgive the children and women of those trolls?

War, from ancient times to the present, has been such an extinction of humanity.

Arthas understood the behavior of Prince Danas, and he did not want to lose such a loyal and reliable ally of the Kingdom of Stormgard because of the so-called kindness.

Idealists can talk about kindness and forgiveness, but for a politician, Alsace only wants to care about himself and his allies, and he can only care so much.

"Vereesa, are you okay!"

While Alsace and Prince Danas were communicating about the battle, Alleria and Sylvanas rushed over from one side and took Vereesa into their arms.(To be continued.)

719 Postwar Military Conference

"Sister Alleria, Sister Sylvanas, I'm fine!"

Vereesa plunged into the arms of the two sisters and said coquettishly.

"You brave little girl, I don't know what rushes me and Alleria into!"

Sylvanas grumbled angrily while rubbing Vereesa's short silver hair.

"Hehe... Sister Sylvanas, don't be angry, at that time... the situation is too urgent, I can't help it!"

Vereesa said with a smile on her face.

"There's no way, it's not for that brat..."

Sylvanas murmured, not letting her sister hear.

"So, Vereesa, what happened over there? Have the Queen and Lady Frost killed the troll's helper?"

Alleria Windrunner saw that her sister was safe and relaxed, and she asked about the battle instead.

As early as in the military meeting before the battle, Frostmourne and Arthas mentioned that there is only one animal god of the troll; Alleria clearly knows the battle between the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourne. It must be aimed at this guy.

"Done, but..."

Vereesa's face darkened and glanced at Frostmourne. For this kind-hearted high elf girl, everything that happened to Frostmourne worries her, even though she and Frostmourne are more or less... ...Rival in love?

"Since Alsace, you are back, let's gather the army as soon as possible. If it is too scattered, if the trolls have any conspiracy, it may cause relatively large losses."

Prince Danas suggested to Arthas.

"I understand, but Prince Danath, I have to trouble Stromgarde's messenger."

Arthas nodded, and then said to Prince Danas-Arthas's own army does not know where in the city of Zou'aman now. If he wants to give orders, he can only rely on Stromgarde's army.

"I see, Ricks, you..."

Prince Danas also knew this situation. He beckoned his adjutant and arranged a large number of messengers to inform the coalition of humans, dwarves and high elves throughout the city of Ancestral Aman to end their battle as soon as possible. Then regroup, waiting for Alsace's next order.