Arthas muttered a great deal of incoherent muttering in his mind, but Frostmourn didn't seem to listen at all—even though it was her question. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After the little magic sword smeared the tips of the master's ears with fragrant and cool saliva, he couldn't help but kiss Alsace's face, squeezed the two plump balls on his chest on the master's back, blinked his big bright eyes, and said to the little prince who turned his head without a tail: "Master, tonight, will Xiaoshuang give you a horse to ride?"

Master Khadgar rode silently on his horse, at the back of the line, looking at Arthas, who was suddenly coughing violently not far in front of him, and Winlesa, who was a little panicked and helped the little prince to touch his chest, and fell into deep thought. After this incident of encircling and suppressing the orcs, Master Khadgar has basically confirmed that there is a female demon Sartre next to the young Prince Lordaeron.

Although Arthas has not done anything harmful to humanity so far, Master Khadgar understands that it is simply impossible to expect a demon not to do bad things. Therefore, it is necessary to settle this matter before the little prince is completely depraved. Master Khadgar has decided to return to the royal city of Lordaeron with Arthas, and find a private opportunity to tell Arthas's father about this matter, and see if King Terenus has any good ideas.

Winresa was now caressing Arthas's chest with her small soft hands, trying to help the young prince stop his violent coughing, and it was strange to say that although he often used bows and arrows, he did not know what method the High Elves used to grind a thick cocoon on his hands.

Under Wen Lessa's touch, Arthas stopped coughing, but the expression on his face seemed to be more uncomfortable, which made Wen Lesa a little anxious, and quickly asked, "Arthas, what's wrong with you?

The sudden cough was because the little prince was choked by the headless words of Frost's sorrow, and at the same time he said so much frankly, but the girl didn't listen to a word, which made Arthas a little annoyed and angry. Moreover, although with the help of Winlessa, the little prince quickly stopped coughing, but Frost Sorrow didn't know what kind of nerves he had, and suddenly bit Arthas's ear hard. This time it really hurt the little prince, but Arthas couldn't scream, and could only silently endure the endless torture methods of Frost Sorrow.

At the head of the paladin's procession, Uther and Tirio Verding rode forward, talking to something. Suddenly, both of them raised their voices, as if arguing fiercely over what was going on. Tirio said, "Uther, although you are the teacher of the Prince of Arthas, I must correct your opinion. Let Mograini duel with that orc, Prince Arthas didn't make a mistake, it's just that we all underestimated the strength of that orc shaman. Even you and I can't see which of the two of them is stronger, how can we force Prince Arthas? ”

Uther retorted, "Yes, Tirio. As you say, he was still a child. He shouldn't have meddled in such a thing. If Mograini had died because of Alsace's words, you would have taken it for granted? If Mograini had proposed the duel himself, I would not object to it, but Alsace ...... It was still too early for him to give such an order. I will report this to his father in the end, and it will be up to His Wise Majesty to judge whether Arthas is right. Uther didn't seem to want to argue with Tirio, and suggested that the matter be left to King Terenus to decide.

Tirio Ferdin's decision agreed, but he apparently disagreed: "You did the right thing. But, Uther, you must know that His Majesty will not oppose the decision of the Prince of Arthas. You are a soldier, a warrior, and despite your integrity and bravery, there are some things you will never understand what is the most important quality for a lord. Tirio was halfway through his sentence and didn't continue.

Because the orcs were tied together with ropes, the whole team did not travel very fast. Walking through the narrow passages of the Alterac Valley, the paladins escorted the orc captives past Alterac Castle. Uther and the others had no intention of entering the city, and there was no need for it, but Arthas had to go back to the castle and take his sister Kalia with him - since the orc camp in the Alterac Valley had been destroyed, there was no need for Arthas to stay and suffer in this barren and desolate castle.

Arthas led Mograine and Ureon around the gates of Alterac Castle at a rapid pace, while Uther continued with his troops. Although Drektar was strong, he could not keep up with the horse that suddenly accelerated, and he slipped and fell to the ground. However, Mograini did not slow down the speed of the horse, but dragged the old orc all the way to the gate of Alterac Castle.

Drektar struggled to his feet, his chest and side ribs already scarred. Perhaps it was a stone on the road, and the old orc's eyebrows were cut out of a large gap, and blood gushed out. But Mograini didn't show any pity, and pointed to a four-wheeled carriage in front of the castle and said, "Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, Your Royal Highness Princess Kalia is over there. ”

Seeing Drektar's embarrassed appearance, Winlessa turned her head to look at Arthas, hoping that he would order Mograine to be merciful to the old orcs. Arthas did not speak, respecting the tradition that their opponents were warriors when fighting, but after the duel they did not show the slightest politeness to their opponents, who had become prisoners.

Perhaps Uther wouldn't take pleasure in torturing unarmed orcs, but Mograine was clearly not the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Besides, Drektar was completely captured by Mograine alone, and it was the paladin's own right to deal with it, and Arthas did not intend to say good things about the old orc, although he would try his best to keep the group alive, but Arthas still hated this orc shaman who didn't know how many years he hadn't bathed - until now, Arthas seemed to be able to smell a strange smell coming from his body.

In fact, this was just Arthas's delusion, and if he did smell of him, Winlessa wouldn't have leaned on him - after all, the High Elves, both men and women, have always been known for their demanding "cleanliness". In fact, keeping the body clean is a daily compulsory lesson for shamans, and the cleanliness of elemental spirits is probably even worse than that of high elves. On the other side, as soon as Mograini finished speaking, Kalia, who was wearing a delicate palace dress, had already rushed over, shouting as she ran: "Arthas, you are finally back!"

Mograini jumped off his mount and helped Arthas get off his horse. Arthas was just about to greet Kalia's usual "warm" hug, but found his sister standing up, pointing to his side a little timidly, and said, "Arthas, what is that monster?"

Arthas looked back, and the monster that Kalia was talking about was naturally Drektar. Originally covered in green skin, the fierce appearance was already very scary, just now the old orc had a few more scars on his body, blood stains mixed with sand stained on the skin, it looked colorful, indeed like a monster.