My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Then... Greymane boy, what are you going to say to me? If your words are not very important, don't say it. I need to rest."

King Terenas found out that the other party was not the son of Gene Greymane, and immediately lost interest, and said with some sullenness.

Arthas couldn't help pursing his lips on the side-it seemed that his father wanted to compare himself with Gene Greymane's son!But that day shouldn't be far away, and within a month at most, the kingdom of Gilneas will no longer exist; during this time, I will definitely be able to meet the princes here.

"Yes, Your Majesty King Terenas. I want to ask on behalf of His Majesty King Jean, is Lordaeron going to declare war with Gilneas?"

Tormon ignored King Terenas's contempt for him, but asked loudly.

"Declare war? Is there any doubt about this? If we were not at war, why did you appear in my tent? Young man!"

King Terenas showed a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth—he thought the young man in front of him had any insights, but he was just complaining.

"But Gilneas did not intend to declare war with Lordaeron. Why do you want to invade our country without authorization?"

Tormon knew that he had no value in the opponent's eyes, but he still barely held up his back, showing the aggressiveness of a young man.

"I think you should have started the war first, right? Silverpine Forest is the territory of Lordaeron. You took tens of thousands of people and attacked my camp. In the end, you have to ask why I declared war?"

"Also, young man, leave these words to your uncle to speak to me in person. Genn and I haven’t seen each other for six years. He doesn’t want to come to our old friends, so we naturally come here to find him. !"

King Terenas made a playful joke, then waved his hand to motion to the guards to take Tormon away.

"To be honest, I'm a little disappointed... Can such a reckless guy be entrusted with important tasks?"

After Tormon left, King Terenas couldn't help complaining to his son.

"In fact... there is no difference."

Arthas smiled and shook his head-even if Tormon was a calm and experienced commander, he did not go out of the city to attack, but did not move, he could not hold this Greymane wall-the power of Frostmourne was still complete No show yet.

"is it?"

King Terenas glanced thoughtfully at Frostmourne, who was standing behind his son, wondering why he was in a daze. He thought of some past events and felt that it was true.

"Go and rest, Arthas, there shouldn't be any movement from Genen's men. We will stay here for a while, and wait for Thoras and the others to arrive here with peace of mind!"

Seeing that nothing happened, King Terenas urged Arthas to leave.

"Ok."

Arthas nodded, then left his father's camp with Frostmourne, but ran into the three Windrunner sisters head on.

"Sister Alleria, Sister Sylvanas... I will never do this kind of watching job again!"

Vereesa walked between her two sisters and said angrily.

"why?"

Alleria asked suspiciously.

"Because it's so boring, I always wanted to find some officers to shoot, but the cavalry always took the target first... I was in a pine tree, and I couldn't do anything, I was mad at me!"

While complaining, Vereesa kicked the ground in front of her with her little boots, then raised her head, only to see Arthas and Frostmourne walking towards her.(To be continued.)

769 Master, do you really want to try?

"It's all because you hesitated too much, Vereesa. I must remind you that if you want to be an excellent ranger, you must be as decisive as I am."

Sylvanas took her sister's hand and taught her earnestly, without any sense of humility.

Arthas and Frostmourne walked to the vicinity of the three Windrunner sisters, just hearing Sylvanas' words, could not help but let out a chuckle.

Of course Arthas's laughter could not hide from Sylvanas' sharp and long ears. She soon discovered that this guy who was eavesdropping on the conversation between herself and her sister stared at him severely.

"Arthas, Ms. Frost! Are you all right? Where is Jaina?"

Vereesa greeted Arthas happily.

"Of course it's okay. Jaina seems to have gone to bed early. She and Archmage Modra have been busy all afternoon and are exhausted."

Arthas said with a smile while nodding to the three Windrunner sisters.

There were indeed some court mages in Lordaeron's palace, but due to Dalaran, they did not participate in this war.

However, Jaina and Archmage Modra were two accidents. Out of similar and personal feelings, they came to the Silverpine Forest together to help the Menethil family fight.

Just relying on two people to perfect a military magic teleportation array, even though Archmage Modra and Jaina both have outstanding talents, they are somewhat reluctant.

Jaina, who had exhausted most of her energy, had to give up participating in the night's battle and went to rest in her camp early.

"Oh……"

Vereesa nodded, then blinked, yawning abruptly.

"Well, if you guys have nothing else to do... just get out of the way, we're going back to sleep!"

Sylvanas was still worried about Alsace's laughter just now. She used Vereesa's yawn to push her somewhat reluctant little sister and walked away.

"Then, let's leave first, Arthas, see you tomorrow."

Although she had just experienced the fierce battle, Alleria seemed a little tired; but she gave Arthas a graceful smile and said goodbye to him.

"See you tomorrow, Ms. Alleria."

Arthas also replied gentlemanly, until Alleria walked far away, then pulled Frostmourne again and walked towards his camp.

"Master...will you try the third hole in Xiaoshuang's body tonight?"

Frostmourne seems to be less interested in other things lately, even Arthas doesn't care much about talking to other women-Little Demon Sword is full of thoughts about completely conquering his master in bed/on the bed. thing.

"Of course not... This is a military camp! What if someone else finds out... Besides, I have to take a good rest."

Arthas quickly replied-even if his desires/hopes are surprisingly strong, it is impossible to have estrus/love regardless of time, occasion and place, right?

...

"Fifteen people died and 120 people were slightly injured... This result can be said to be a complete victory."

Early the next morning, Arthas summoned Kanter, the guard of the Royal Guard of Lordaeron in his camp, and listened to him to report the number of casualties that had been counted.

This loyal guard who had followed King Terenas for nearly ten years, with a satisfied smile on his face, reported to his young prince the impressive achievements of his men.

In the first battle last night, the Gilneas Kingdom/Army suffered as much as nine thousand damages-two thousand five hundred people were killed in the battle and over six thousand were captured, and the Royal Guard of Lordaeron paid nothing more than the above. Sacrifice.

"Fifteen people..."

Arthas murmured-he knew that these Lordaeron royal guards could have never had to die-if Frostmourne had done it.