My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Of course I know, Lord Raffencrest, I'm not a fool... It's just that the matter is really urgent, and you don't believe our words, so we can only take the most dangerous measures like this."

Illidan shook his head and said.

"Asshole! You let me go right now, Illidan, after I get to Black Rook Castle, I can consider not executing you, and your brother! And... and the sacrifice of the Moon Temple!"

Kotalos Raffincrest seemed to be a little out of anger, even though his whole body was tied up, he still roared loudly, completely forgetting his identity as a "captive" now.

More importantly, Kotalos Raffincrest obviously forgot that he was nothing more than a nobleman in the Black Rook Castle-for Malfurion and Illidan, Cortalus Raffincrest Stuart is certainly qualified to punish them, but for Tyrande who belongs to the Moon Temple... Kotalos Raffincrest is not qualified to ignore the power of the many priests in the Moon Temple and directly accountable to Tyrann. Germany.

But Illidan didn’t think of this—for him, Tyrande’s safety was obviously more important than Kotalos Raffincrest’s impression of himself, so he immediately lowered his face and turned around. Walked to Malfurion-of course, the young night elf had not forgotten to wave his hand to Arthas, beckoning him as a captive to give him.

...

Of course Arthas didn’t know Illidan’s inner thoughts, but he understood the other’s gesture—so Arthas walked up to Cortalus Raffincrest, squatted down, and stared at this a bit. Tempest night elf nobleman.

The appearance of the night elves is similar to that of the high elves-but it is only similar. The night elves have a darker complexion, and the high elves are much whiter than humans; in other respects, whether it is ears, eyes, clothing, customs, both There is a big gap.

"You evil alien! In what way did you confuse these young people and let them work for you?"

Kotalos Raffincrest stared at Arthas-he subconsciously believed that the young people in Suramar would not betray him, they must be an evil fellow of a race he had never seen before. It confuses them and makes these young people make a wrong judgment.

"Bewilderment can't talk about it, Raffencrest... I said before that I am from the kingdom of mankind. The reason why I appear before you is to help you night elves through a crisis."

Arthas shook his head and said.(To be continued.)

1011 Druid

"Disaster? A joke... Only a guy with unknown origins like you appears in my territory and acts recklessly in order to be regarded as a disaster... Listen, stranger... I don't know where your human kingdom is or what you want. What to do... But you have to think clearly, everything you are doing now can already be regarded as a declaration of war on our empire! As long as the Queen's order, tens of thousands of night elf warriors will gather , Our spells will destroy every fortress in your kingdom, just like we defeated those damn trolls many years ago!"

Kotalos Raffincrest snorted coldly and said loudly to Arthas.

"The queen? If I guessed right...your queen is now busy betraying you-including you, as well as the commoners."

Arthas shook his head and said.

"You are slandering our empress, you damn fellow!"

If it weren’t for being tied up with a rope, maybe Kotalos Raffencrest had now leaped forward and pressed Arthas to the ground, beating him hard—even if he was trapped now, Ko Talos Raffincrest also looked like he was struggling to rush forward and bite Arthas.

"I really don't have any evidence right now, but the information I have obtained is enough for me to take a look at your capital, Essalyn, the night elves...the reason why I want to capture you is because we want to enter that seat through you. city."

Alsastan said to Kotalos Ravencrest in blank ground.

"That's impossible... No matter what your purpose is, I won't help you guys sneak into Essalyn"

Kotalos Raffincrest flatly refused Alsace's request.

"Your wishes have no reference meaning, night elves..."

Arthas stood up, looked at Kotalus Raffencrest still as if he had something to say, then frowned, and walked behind him with some impatientness, and turned towards his back. He slapped the neck and knocked the night elf out—in fact, even without the identity of Cortalus Raffincrest, Arthas knew that Frostmourne could infiltrate the night elf. In the city of, Arthas kidnapped Kotalus Raffencrest, only to wait for the invading of the Burning Legion to be confirmed, and to find an ally among the night elves-Malfari Ao and Illidan, although these two brothers have strong will, Arthas had to say that they did not have the ability to fight against the Burning Legion.

"You fainted him again?"

A surprised voice remembered by Alsace's side. He turned his head and saw Illidan and Tyrande standing side by side, while the former looked at himself with some envy.

"Yes, the simple tricks used in battle...Is Malfurion over there?"

Arthas smiled, did not take this matter to heart, but asked Illidan and Tyrande.

"Not yet, Mr. Alsace! We have to wait...but after Malfurion talks with his companions, we should have something to eat."

Tyrande said to Arthas happily.

"Eat? There should be a lot of animals living in the woods around here... Can't we just hunt for them?"

Arthas looked around and asked in a bit of surprise—he had just seen a group of birds flying above the woods with unknown names, and he could also notice some small animals moving in the surrounding trees... …Although he didn't have any weapons, Arthas felt that it was not difficult to hunt these creatures.

"That won't work! If Malfurion found out, he would definitely be angry!"

Tyrande was a little panicked after hearing what Arthas said, and quickly stopped him from speaking.

"Why? Doesn't he let you eat meat?"

Arthas was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise.

"Of course not, Mr. Alsace... Although we druids do not approve of destroying nature, we are not so strict that they are not allowed to eat meat."

At some point, Malfurion had already walked over from the big oak tree and answered Arthas's question.

"But then why..."

Arthas became even more confused-if it weren't because he couldn't eat meat...what was it?

"We will not destroy nature as much as possible... We are not opposed to hunting of the same kind, but hope that they can converge as much as possible... Even as a member of the druids, my companions and I will kill some Animals get meat, but we usually choose old prey that is aging and dying."

Malfurion explained.

"That's why you will never taste fresh and tender meat, Malfurion... I want to say that your druid traditions have no meaning at all."

Illidan seemed to be a little dismissive of his brother's staidness, he interjected.

"This is our way of survival, Illidan, maybe you don't take these seriously... but it doesn't matter... Mr. Alsace, please wait a little longer, I have contacted my companions, they Soon we will bring food, water, and necessary items... After a bit of reorganization, we rest for the night and set off for Essalyn tomorrow."

Malfurion gave a wry smile, then said to Arthas.

"I'm not in a hurry... Just arrange it as you said, Malfurion... Besides, you don't need to call me that respectfully, just call me Arthas."

Arthas nodded and replied.

"Then Arthas...I want to talk to Master Ravencrest again, so..."

Malfurion hesitated, then said goodbye to Alsace, and walked to the side of Cortalus Raffincrest who was knocked out by Alsace for the second time-I don’t know this young druid. What kind of method was used to awaken the night elf nobleman, and what did he say to him? Anyway, the roar of Cortalus? Ravencrest quickly rang again.

Looking at the helpless and persistent expression on Malfurion's face from a distance, Arthas couldn't help but shook his head--obviously, the young druid still did not give up trying to convince Cortalus? Fincrest's plan-even though Arthas didn't think that stubborn night elf nobleman would believe Malfurion, he didn't think about saying more. He just looked around and found a place to pay. Sitting under the clean tree roots, pulling Frostmourne together to rest.(To be continued.)

1012 King of the Forest

Of course, Frostmourne doesn’t need to rest—even though she looked a little nervous on Nightsaber’s back before, but now it seems to be completely relieved—Little Devil Sword leaned against the master obediently and blinked. In the blink of an eye, I looked at the surrounding flowers and plants, as well as the occasional small insects flying around.

"Mr. Alsace!"

Tyrande walked to Alsace's side, sat down on the bulging tree roots, carefully stroked the skirt that was tied to the two calves before being separated by himself, and then whispered with Arthas. call.

"Call me Alsace, Ms. Tyrande...what's the matter?"

Arthas smiled, then asked politely.

"Huh? Can you? I thought I needed to call you Prince Alsace! Mr. Alsace... Are you really the prince of the human kingdom?"