My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"I should have known... Terenas would never be someone who could be assassinated so easily... I'm so stupid that Godfrey's plan would work... I should stop him, but I Let alone your unrealistic extravagance... The light is on, I should stop him, Liam... I asked Godfrey to die..."

Gene Greymane's spirit seemed to be a little broken. He spoke incoherently but chattered endlessly-of course, he didn't know that King Terenas had once again expressed his kindness, and he did not execute Vincent who had failed the assassination. ? Lord Godfrey, but just locked him and his men.

"The Holy Light cannot save you, my majesty, but Arcane can."

At this moment, Drummy, the chief court mage of Gilneas on the side, spoke.

"Save me? What are you talking about? Drami, can you help me defeat those invaders?"

Gene Greymane seemed to be a drowning man and caught a life-saving straw. He suddenly raised his head, eyes full of expectation.

Delamie is an out-and-out Gilneas. He didn't play for the Greymane family in the palace of the Gilneas Kingdom after being expelled from Dalaran.

Dramy's grandfather and father used to serve as the chief court mage of the Gilneas Kingdom, which is almost a hereditary position in their family.

As King Terenas said, the citizens of the Gilneas Kingdom are loyal to the Greymane family, and so is Dramie. This is not only the reason why he returned to the Gilneas Palace after becoming a mage in Dalaran. It's also the reason why he didn't hide or escape from Gilneas City like other wizards.

"No, I can't, Your Majesty. The enemies are countless times stronger than mine. I am not their opponent... But I can let you escape from here, my Majesty, escape.":

Drummy shook his head first, shattered Gene Greymane's unrealistic fantasy, and then spoke again.(To be continued.)

808 Explosion

8 "Can't defeat the coalition outside the city?"

Gene Greymane gave a wry smile—that's right... If Mage Drummy could do this, he would have done it long ago, so why wait until the situation is irretrievable now?

"I can't defeat them... But, I can still use my spells to send your Majesty and the Prince to a safe place."

Mage Dramy nodded and said.

"Safe? Is there any safe place on this continent?"

Gene Greymane smiled bitterly—any country he could think of was an ally of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Even if he escaped from the city of Gilneas, he could only live incognito and live in fear.

"Of course, Your Majesty. Even the Kingdom of Lordaeron is not impossible to cover the sky with one hand. The high elves of Quel'Thalas are very worried about the growth of the human kingdom. If your Majesty asks them for political asylum, I believe they are willing to watch. Enemies in the Kingdom of Lordaeron can survive."

Mage Dramie said confidently.

"Quel'Thalas? But...what's the use of getting there...Those high elves don't like the Kingdom of Lordaeron, but they will never go to war with the Kingdom of Lordaeron for us."

Gene Greymane said pessimistically.

"Maybe I came back that day, Your Majesty...I know a few high elf mages of Quel'Thalas, and they all criticize Lordaeron's political interference in Dalaran on weekdays; and Lordaeron The kingdom's actions to crusade and completely wipe out the Amani Empire also angered these high elves who had fought with trolls for thousands of years-the victory of mankind highlighted their incompetence."

"Therefore, these high elf mages are working hard to lobby the Silvermoon Council to hold the high elf rangers temporarily hiding in the Kingdom of Lordaeron seeking political asylum; once the differences between the two sides on this matter further expand, the war... It’s just something that's going to happen."

Master Drummy seemed to have some research on politics, and his words convinced Gene Greymane.

"So...Drammy, you mean, you can send Liam and me to Quel'Thalas?"

Gene Greymane frowned and asked—he was weighing the pros and cons of this matter.

Of course, there is actually no trade-off—to stay, except to die, is to be captured; and to escape to Quel'Thalas, although in a foreign country, there may not be no chance of turning over.

"Absolutely, my majesty, the teleportation circle in our palace can still be used, and as I said before...I have a few high elf wizard friends in Quel'Thalas, and I can call the teleportation method in their residence. Array."

Mage Dramy nodded and said.

"Then... let's start, you and Liam go first, and I... have something to arrange."

Gene Greymane ordered.

"Yes, my majesty."

Dramie leaned slightly, and then left Gene Greymane's room.

"father……"

Liam stood beside Gene Greymane, hesitating to say something.

"Go, my boy."

Gene Greymane patted Liam on the shoulder and said encouragingly.

When his son left the room, Gene Greymane sat back at his desk, took a quill pen from the pen holder, took out a few more pieces of letter paper, and started writing.

Of course, Gene Greymane was not writing a suicide note, and there was no idea of ​​wanting to die here, there were just things that needed to be arranged.

After all, the Greymane family ruled Gilneas for thousands of years, even if... even if it fails now, Gene Greymane will still not give up the wealth that his ancestors have accumulated over thousands of years.

Although the treasures in the palace, Gene Greymane, could not be taken away, there are still many unknown Greymane family properties in Gilneas and other parts of the kingdom; he needs to make a list of them. , If... if in the future he or his son, grandson... still have the opportunity to use these wealth to re-establish a country called Gilneas.

...

Arthas felt that he was really terrible today-first he showed his most nasty/dirty side in front of the guest Rona Crowley from the Kingdom of Gilneas-he was actually in front of this noble girl, only I almost put my lower / body high / Yang Ben / Qi into the small hole between Frostmourne's legs/legs.

Finally, under the tacit understanding with Rona Crowley, I left this unbearable scene behind my head, and I was anxious to save my father-the hateful king of Gilneas Kingdom Vincent? Lord Godfrey used a simple and crazy plan to take his father almost forever.

Fortunately, there is Frostmourne. Although Little Demon Sword has never figured out why the barrel turned into a pile of debris in the Twisting Void, she still managed to stop Vincent Godfrey after all. Lord's crazy plan.

After imprisoning the bold Gilneas kingdom officials and assassins in prisons in the camp, Arthas bid farewell to his father, Alleria Windrunner and Rona Crowley, and returned with Frostmourne. Arrived in his camp.

Just when the young Prince of Lordaeron thought he could finally sleep beautifully with Frostmourne's cold, soft body, he realized that he was indeed too young.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

While Alsace's upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, he heard thunderous noises.

"What happened?"

Arthas opened his eyes abruptly, got up from the bed, and asked Frostmourne beside him while putting on his clothes.

"I do not know!"

Frostmourne replied with some annoyance—she was still thinking about the wooden barrel, and Little Demon Sword was a little worried about whether her other treasures would be dangerous--she wanted to transfer all of her treasures, but she didn't know. Where to move is better.

Arthas quickly got dressed, and then greeted Frostmourne to leave his camp with himself-he felt that he had to visit his father's camp.

Before, Lord Vincent Godfrey used explosives to attack his father; although the possibility is unlikely, it is difficult to guarantee that there is still a lot of gunpowder in the Gilneas City, in case a new assassin enters the coalition. 'S camp...

Arthas urged Frostmourne to speed up his steps, and rushed to his father's camp-although he was very tired, his worries about his father made him forget all this.(To be continued.)

809 The Vanished Gene Greymane

However, it turns out that Arthas was a little worried-when he rushed to the camp of King Terenas, he found that his father was safe and sound, and he was discussing this with several other kings.