My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Last night, Varian Wrynn, who was too excited to sleep, took Malone and talked for a long time. From the two people’s life in Stormwind to the northern kingdom of Lordaeron, Varian Wrynn felt fresh. The place... In short, in the end, Malone couldn't stand it any longer, as if Varian Wrynn was still playing.

But Malone had to admire Varian Wrynn's vitality, because this guy actually woke up earlier than he himself, and he seemed to have finished cleaning up and dressed up.

Wearing only a pair of underpants, Ma Long got up from the bed in a daze, stepped on the soft carpet, and walked to the bathroom in the guest room-unlike last night, there is now a huge bathtub in the bathroom. There is clear hot water inside.

"Varian, have you finished washing? Has the water changed?"

Although the water in the tub looked clean, to be on the safe side, Ma Long shouted out to the bathroom.

"Well, of course I changed it! You don't know, the water turned black after I washed it... After all, I haven't taken a shower seriously for a long time! It is estimated that Ma Long is the same for you, hehe..."

Varian Wrynn's voice came from outside the bathroom.

"call……"

After removing his clothes and sitting in the half-person high bath, Ma Long couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief-although this way of bathing is a bit old and not as convenient as a shower, it is a hot bath. Comfort is something modern people who only love quick showers cannot understand.

Malone ran in the bathtub for a long time, until Varian Wrynn desperately urged him to leave the bathtub that was indeed darkened.

"Are you finally willing to come out? It was cold earlier!"

Seeing Ma Long walked out of the bathroom naked, Varian Wrynn complained a little dissatisfied.

"Then you can eat yourself first."

Ma Long replied nonchalantly, then walked to the bed and looked at the new clothes prepared for him by the attendants of Lordaeron's palace.

Unlike what Malone had imagined before, these clothes did not look gorgeous; but after he put the new clothes on his body, he discovered that the fabrics of these clothes are indeed excellent, at least they are very comfortable to wear.

Before Ma Long had time to enjoy the comfort of his new clothes for too long, he found something wrong-Varian Wrynn had almost eaten up the two of them earlier!

Although Malone retreated from the cliff and sat back at the table in time to fight for breakfast with Varian Wrynn, it was too late when he woke up until Anduin Lothar knocked on their door. Malone finally There were only two small desserts with cream. Although it tasted good, it was far from filling your stomach.

"Are you all ready?"

Anduin Lothar stood in the doorway, watching the two young people in the room—Varian Wrynn’s mouth was stuffed and chewing hard, while Ma Long was putting on the ribbon around his waist. Hang the saber.

"Ready... Is the meeting about to begin?"

Malone hung up his saber and walked to Anduin Lothar and asked.

"Well... come with me, I will take you to the study of His Majesty King Terenas... Today's scene is not small, you two, especially Varian, must pay attention to your words and deeds. The kings of the north are gloomy in front of them, understand?"

Anduin Lothar told his two disciples (Ma Long is also considered a disciple)-he is quite relieved of his nephew, but Varian Wrynn's temperament is a little more impetuous and needs some experience .

"I see, Teacher Lothar!"

Although Anduin Lothar's words made Varian Wrynn even more nervous, he replied seriously.

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous, it won't be long before you will become a king like those guys."

Marlon and Varian walked behind Anduin Lothar, looked at the nervousness of their companions, smiled and comforted him.

"The king... I dare not even think..."

Varian Wrynn glanced at Anduin Lothar’s burly back, and the comforting expression of Ma Long beside him, his nervousness relaxed a little—the orc invasion was of course the misfortune of himself and Stormwind. But luckily...there are these two reliable members of the Lothar family with him!

...

Marlon followed Anduin Lothar for a long time in the gorgeous promenade of Lordaeron Palace before arriving at King Terenas's study; several Lordaeron royal guards were guarding the door of the study.

"This is Anduin Lothar, and His Majesty King Terenas invited me to come..."

Anduin Lothar walked to the study room and negotiated with the royal guards of Lordaeron.

"I know your identity, Sir Lothar, please come in."

The head of the royal guard of Lordaeron seemed to know Anduin Lothar. He nodded friendly to these guests from the south, and then pushed open the door of King Terenas’s study, indicating that Malone and others can Go in-of course, Malone spent a lot of effort, and the saber carefully hung around his waist was confiscated without hesitation by these Lordaeron royal guards.

...

There are no bookshelves in King Terenas’s study. It is more like a reception room than a study.

At this time, many people have gathered in this room. Seeing Ma Long and his party come in, they cast a friendly or curious look.

"Sir Lothar, here you are... who is this?"

An old man with a gray beard and a crown studded with jewels sat behind a desk, and the warm sunlight passed through the window behind him into the study. Ma Long knew that this must be the master of Lordaeron, Terena. S? Menethil II.(To be continued.)

Fanwai 29

The reason why Ma Long is so certain is, on the one hand, the old man's clothes and tone, on the other hand... he saw a familiar face beside the old man-the little prince Arthas of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. , Is winking at himself secretly!

Seeing Alsace appearing here, the corners of Malone’s mouth couldn’t help but smile. It seems that the little guy’s hard work before dinner last night was not in vain. He should have succeeded in persuading his father. The opportunity to participate in this imperial meeting.

Malone and Varian Wrynn sat down on a sofa in the corner under Anduin Lothar's orders, and the Marshal of Stormwind introduced Malone's identity.

"Your Majesty King Terenas, this is my nephew Malone. He personally participated in the battle with the orcs. I think he should be able to help explain the situation in the south."

Anduin Lothar stood in the middle of the room and said to King Terenas.

"So young? You deserve to be the heir to the Lothar family... I haven't learned how to ride a horse when I was so old to him!"

King Terenas uttered a hearty whisper.

"Your Majesty has praised him, Ma Long..."

Anduin Lothar also laughed. Although he was talking modestly, his nephew really made him feel relieved and proud.

"I said, Terenas. We ran all the way here, not listening to you and this stranger discussing parental issues."

The atmosphere in the room was pretty good, but suddenly, a slightly rude voice sounded, interrupting the exchange between Anduin Lothar and King Terenas.

Arthas looked at the person who was talking. The other person was a burly man. He was wearing a delicate and thick fur. There was a shiny leather hat beside the armrest of the sofa. It seemed that he came from a different person. Too warm place.

"Thoras, I know you hate going through the magic teleportation circle, but...Sir Lothar is our guest. They come from the far south and deserve the courtesy of the nobles, don't they?"

King Terenas looked at the brawny man in fur and said in a gentle tone.

"Ha! He is your guest, Terenas, but not ours; these southerners have not set foot in the northern lands for many years, and this time they rushed here in a great way and brought us all together. , What is it for? There is no proper reason... Don't blame me for not showing you affection!"

The brawny man named Thoras said loudly.

...

"Who is this guy?"

In the corner of King Terenas's study, Varian Wrynn asked Malone in a very low voice.