My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Tyrande looked at Arthas in surprise, and then asked stupidly—obviously, she remembered the conversation between Arthas and Cortalus Ravencrest in Black Rook.

"It is true, but now I am not in my own kingdom. You don't need to be so serious."

Arthas smiled and said.

"But... His Royal Highness! None of us night elves have a prince..."

Tyrande looked at Arthas as if he had met him again; there was a curious light in his bright eyes, Frostmourne suddenly became nervous when he saw this situation, as if he was afraid of being taken by the night elf. The owner looked like snatching away.

"No? Does your queen have no children?"

Arthas asked in surprise.

"No! The queen has no spouse!"

Tyrande replied.

"No, that's the queen!"

Arthas felt very incredible-most human nobles have lovers besides their wives. The problem of illegitimate children will be encountered by every big family... Now he and Tyrande are discussing the queen of the night elves, even if She has three or four spouses and Arthas would not be surprised... But now she doesn't even have an heir. What is going on?

"I don't know... Maybe it's because Her Majesty didn't find someone she likes?"

Tyrande speculated wildly—well, it must be like this...Is it okay to find a favorite person for things like having children?But what exactly do you need to do to have a baby?——Tyrande doesn't know.

"Really? Does Ms. Tyrande have a favorite?"

Arthas saw Tyrande thinking stupidly about such a question, and couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Huh? Me? No...no...I haven't yet..."

Tyrande blushed, lowered his head quickly, and replied in a low voice.

"Master, this guy is in heat."

Frostmourne seemed to have discovered a new world, and immediately reported to Arthas.

"Shhh, Xiaoshuang, don't talk nonsense..."

Arthas quickly patted the back of Frostmourne's hand, and looking at Little Demon Sword's serious expression, Arthas almost laughed out loud, and squeezed Frostmourne's face again—what was this girl thinking? What?

"Um...Ms. Frost, what is...estrus?"

Tyrande blinked and asked curiously-she heard that Arthas and Frostmourne were discussing themselves, but... why didn't she understand them?

"No, nothing, don't worry about Xiaoshuang, she..."

Arthas was a little embarrassed to explain to Tyrande, but the next second he looked at Tyrande's back in a daze-not the clearing behind him, but a place far away.

In the forest, there seemed to be a gust of wind passing by-Alsace could see the conspicuous air mass blowing between the trees. After the rustling sound, the air mass stopped in the clearing of this forest, erratic Suddenly spinning in the air.

Arthas didn't know what the air mass was, but his instinct told him something was not quite right-he stood up a little nervously, intending to call Frostmourne to see what the air mass was.

"Master... that guy is very powerful."

Frostmourne didn't wait for Arthas to speak, he took a step forward and blocked his master behind him-and then whispered to his master.

"Well, I see..."

Arthas nodded—the last time Frostmourne said that there were powerful enemies, it was still facing the Fire Elemental Lord Ragnaros, the Balrog Lord, and the last time it was Hydraxis, the servant of the Water Elemental Lord. The Duke... is not a small role anyway.

"Mr. Alsace...what's wrong?"

Tyrande became a little nervous when seeing Arthas and Frostmourne. She stood up from the root of the tree and asked.

"I don't know... It may be a chaser from Suramar City. It's very tricky."

Arthas simply answered Tyrande's question.

"Chasing soldiers? What chasing soldiers?"

Tyrande was taken aback by what Arthas said. She panicked and wanted to run to her mount-Tyrande's weapon-the hunting bow and quiver were still hanging on her mount Escar On Dahl's back!

"Tyrande? What are you doing?"

Malfurion seemed to have just finished the conversation with Cortalos Ravencrest. He was walking towards this side and almost collided with Tyrande.

"Malfurion? You just came here... Did you see the air mass? Mr. Arthas said it might be the mages in Suramar who were chasing you!"

Tyrande quickly told Malfurion what Arthas had just said.

"That air mass? What? No, it's not...that should be... Mr. Cenarius..."

Malfurion seemed to have just noticed the existence of the air mass, but he only took a look and said to Tyrande happily.

"what?"

Tyrande was taken aback. She raised her head and looked at the air ball again, with a puzzled look in her eyes-Cenarius, the king of the forest, had seen it herself, but... not this chubby look what?

Just as Tyrande felt strange, the air mass changed its appearance again-it twisted and rotated in the air, and finally began to separate slowly, regrouped again, and began to appear obvious head, limbs and trunk……

As the air mass gradually turned into an entity, Tyrande recognized the Cenarius he was familiar with—the long and huge antlers, the brown lower body with four legs with hoofs, and the naked upper body. He was strong and strong, with a smile on his peaceful and serious face, slowly descending from the sky until he stood in front of Malfurion.

"Ms. Cenarius... why did you come in person?"

Malfurion looked at the half-man and half-deer god in front of him, and asked in surprise and doubt.(To be continued.)

1013 contact

Malfurion was very surprised-he just contacted some druids to get some help, but he didn't expect his teacher Cenarius to come here in person-just like every young man Desire for guidance, Cenarius, Lord of the Forest, is undoubtedly the mentor of Malfurion's life.

Even so, Malfurion didn't think he could gain a unique position among the druids just because he was a disciple of Cenarius-he hoped to use his strength and character to gain the support of others.

"The news you brought is very important, Malfurion... I thought carefully about what you said before. Your dreams are definitely not without reason... It's just that those monsters are unheard of by me... You mean... Have you met someone who knows the origins of these monsters?"

Cenarius walked in front of Malfurion. Although he could shrink his size, the tall Cenarius still needed to bow his head slightly to talk to his disciples. His voice was a little vain, as if from another. It's the same in a world.

"Yes, teacher Cenarius, they are Mr. Arthas and Ms. Frost from the human kingdom. They said they know the origins of those monsters... Mr. Arthas! This is my teacher, Cenarius, the king of the forest. "

Malfurion nodded. He noticed that Tyrande and Arthas were coming here, and quickly said to his teacher Cenarius.

"Are these two your guests, Malfurion, but humans..."

Cenarius turned his head, and his huge hoof stepped on the grass in the forest. He lowered his head and looked at the two strange races in front of him, shorter than the night elves, with wise eyes. There was a confused look in it.

...

Arthas heard Tyrande and Malfurion’s conversation from a distance, and saw the wonderful changes in the air mass. When the half-human and half-deer god appeared, Arthas had already understood each other. The identity of-although he did not see it with his own eyes, Arthas knew that Cenarius, the king of the forest, was such a unique form.