My Frostmourne can't be so cute

My Frostmourne Can't Be So Cute Chapter 424

Sylvanas suddenly spoke.

"Is there a problem with the number of people?"

Arthas asked suspiciously.

"Five hundred people entered Lordaeron, and three hundred returned, so..."

Sylvanas still didn't have a good face for Arthas, but she still explained.

"So two hundred people stayed?"

Arthas' eyes lit up, and he felt that Sylvanas had grasped the key to the problem.

"Perhaps... when the mission passed by, I did find that there was something wrong with the number of people, which did not match the data recorded by the sentries."

Prinval said.

"What's the difference?"

Arthas asked quickly.

"Probably less than ten people. With such a small amount of manpower...should there be nothing to do?"

Prinval asked suspiciously.

"Definitely nothing can be done, but... if you add a mage who can summon mysterious creatures, it's not necessarily..."

Arthas shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Is there anything I need to do, Prince Arthas?"

Prinval asked quickly—Meanwhile, although Baron Silvalien and his wife were still sitting at the table, they were too nervous to express themselves.

"Are you usually stationed near here? Or are you just passing by this time?"

Alsace asked.

"Passing by, Prince Arthas. There is a patrol of fifty men by my side."

Prinval replied.

"Enough. We got news that the Gilneas Kingdom might attack this fortress. Although their purpose is not clear, you and your subordinates will stay here for a while, and Baron Silvalian will provide you with supplies. ."

Arthas ordered Prinval.

"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

Prinval stood up quickly and replied earnestly after a military salute.

"Five... fifty people?"

Baron Silvalian let out a scream-it made him sound like a bitch.

"Shut up, you idiot... Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, Lord Prinval, please rest assured, we will provide enough food."

Baroness Silvalian first cursed her husband in a low voice, then raised her head and promised Arthas with a big smile.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Arthas, do you need me to transfer more people over to protect your safety?"

Prinval didn't care if there was enough food in the warehouse of Baron Silvalien's house. After all, Arthas and his father were the loyalty objects of the garrison officer.

"No... you and your men, your task is to protect the Baron and the Baroness family, as for me..."

Arthas shook his head and smiled, and touched Frostmourne's long black hair hanging on his chest because it stuck to his arm-with this guy, Arthas didn't think Arugal and his crappy spells There is a chance to hurt yourself.

However, a new question was born in Alsace's heart-what exactly do Arugal and the missing Gilneas army want to do in the kingdom of Lordaeron?(To be continued.)

740 Arugal Plan

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Just when Alsace noticed that Gilneas had lurked a handful of troops in the kingdom of Lordaeron through Arugal, in the dense woods near the castle of Baron Silvaline, these came from the kingdom of Gilneas. The spy is watching the movement in the castle.

"What did you see, Arugal?"

A middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes but exceptionally strong, standing in the shadow of a big tree, asked in a low voice.

Not far in front of this man, a young man in a dark gray robe was standing outside the woods, looking towards the castle—it was the main target of Jaina’s mission this time, Master Ur’s disciple. Lu Gao.

"Dalaran's messengers have already entered the ancient castle... However, the number of people exceeded our plan."

Arugal answered.

"How many people are there in total? What are they from? How many are mages?"

That man was Nandus, the commander of the Gilneas Kingdom’s secret operations in the Silverpine Forest this time, and he came from the guards of King Gene Greymane of the Gilneas Kingdom.

Because they did not participate in the war between the Alliance and the Orcs, and they were quickly marginalized out of the Alliance; the Gilneas Kingdom did not receive the telescopes provided by the dwarves, so they could only rely on Arugal’s spells from a distance Observe the castle.

"There are five people, four of them are women."

Arugal frowned and replied, as if thinking about something.

"That man is a guard?"

Nandus asked quickly.

"No... it seems that the man should be the leader... Silvalien in the castle is very respectful to the man, and among the four women, there are two high elves. I have reason to believe them. It's a ranger from Quel'Thalas."

Arugal answered.

"How could Quel'Thalas intervene in this matter? Aren't they having a bad relationship with Lordaeron?"

Nandus is a person next to King Gene Greymane of the Gilneas Kingdom, and he also knows a lot about the secrets of various races and nations on the continent.

"I don't know this, but anyway... the identity of this man must not be simple, he is probably a figure in the upper echelons of the league."

Arugal replied—he guessed right, that Alsace’s identity was placed in the alliance, and it was indeed a figure that could no longer be “upper”.

"This man wants to catch his mouth. His Majesty King Jean must use it. So... is the mage coming this time a woman?"

Nandus greeted several of his men and said in a disappointed voice—it was obvious that Nandus believed that female wizards were weaker than male wizards.

The reason why Nandus brought a dozen hands down to the Silver Pine Forest was to cooperate with Arugal's actions.