castles, but Arthas and the others have no choice.

If the Red Dragon Queen had come with her, everyone would have been able to fly over, but the Red Dragon Queen didn't know what she had to do with her, so the carriage became the fastest means of transportation along the way.

"Alright, let's start pitching our tents, and if we go any further, it'll be too late, and we might get into unnecessary trouble. ”

Arthas said as he jumped out of the carriage.

"Are you explaining to me, your grandfather's grandfather wasn't born when I was chasing and fighting the troll scouts in the jungle of Quel'Thalas!"

Sylvanas ripped her package from the carriage and dismissively objected to Arthas's words.

"Hmmm......"

Arthas has no way to refute it—the High Elves...... Compared with humans, in addition to the generally delicate appearance of women, in terms of lifespan, human beings are far behind.

Even though Frost Grief's strength would certainly not be in trouble in the Silver Pines Forest, Arthas decided to stop and rest for the night.

Although the carriage was light this time, there was no carriage after all, and they would definitely not sleep well after spending the night in the moving carriage.

What's more, Arthas can be sure that even if Gianna and Winlesa have no opinion, Sylvanas, who feels sorry for his sister, will definitely not allow him to make such a decision.

After all, in the heart of this somewhat paranoid High Elf Ranger, her family is far more important than the war between the kingdoms of Lordaeron and Gilneis.

"Hee-hee, the last time we spent the night on the Arathi Heights, we didn't have a tent!"

Winresa walked over to Arthas and said with a smile.

Arthas was busy fiddling with the mechanisms on the wagon—just a few planks to move the pack horses so that the pack horses couldn't drag the cart forward.

"yes, we ...... last time"

Arthas straightened up, and just as he was about to answer Wenlesa's words, he paused in embarrassment.

Winlesa was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, and with a soft "ah" cry, she hurried away from Arthas, all the way to her sister, who was setting up the tent.

"Winresa, what's wrong with you? Isn't it Arthas? What did he do to you? You wait, I'll teach him a lesson!"

Sylvanas was using a small hammer to drive the long wooden pegs into the ground, and when she noticed that her sister was running to her side with a red face without saying a word, she quickly stood up, comforted Winlesa twice, and then went to Arthas to settle the score.

"No, it's not, Sister Sylvanas...... Whatever happened in Alsace, I ...... I'll help you!"

Winlessa's face was still red, but she stopped her sister from going to Arthas, and then changed the subject.

"Hmph, that Arthas, better not let me see him......"

Sylvanas hummed as she crouched down and continued to pound the wooden spikes that had gone halfway into the dirt.

On the other hand, Arthas was not so lucky—Gianna, Winresa, and Sylvanas would surely be able to sleep together, while he and Frostmourn would have to set up their own tents.

Of course, the little magic sword is much stronger than Sylvanas, and she can also use powerful spells.

For example, Frost Sorrow held a tent that was much larger than her body, and threw it into the air with a wave of her hand, and when it fell, the tent had magically unfolded on its own.

Next, the little magic sword only needed one kick to sink the four long wooden nails into the ground, leaving only one top—more effective than the wooden hammer used by Sylvanas.

"Hey, let me ask you, what about the defense of the camp?

Sylvanas didn't know when she appeared beside Arthas and shouted loudly.

"You don't have to worry about this, Ms. Sylvanas, Xiaoshuang doesn't need to sleep, and if there is any danger at night, she will deal with it. ”

Arthas was surprised by the tent that had been completed in an instant, and when he heard Sylvanas's question, he quickly turned around and replied politely.

"That's good...... Let's go inside, I have a few words to say to you. ”

Sylvanas nodded, and then led the way into Arthas's freshly set tent, not even giving him a choice.

Arthas shook his head helplessly - it seems that the relationship between himself and Sylvanas, whether it was in the original time stream or now, is destined to not get better!

……

"Why did she come in too?"

Sylvanas stood in Arthas's tent and glared at Frost Sorrow.

"It's you who have the problem, Xiaoshuang won't leave the master's side for half a step!"

Frostmourn glared at Sylvanas, thinking that he was the one to be angry about—that the abominable High Elf had run into his tent and that of his master.

"That...... What the hell are you talking to me, Ms. Sylvanas?"

Arthas asked, round.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot to get down to business...... What I'm going to say is, you two, yes, it's you and this guy, you guys break up!"

Sylvanas then remembered her mission, so she held out her finger and tapped the tip of Arthas's and Frostmourn's noses, respectively, before speaking in a serious manner.

"What?"

Arthas couldn't help but exclaim - he didn't expect Sylvanas to be mysterious all the way, and finally find himself to talk ...... Is this the kind of thing that happens?

"Sylvanas, you guy...... Are you trying to find death?"

Of course, Frost Sorrow understood the meaning of Sylvanas's words, she didn't know why this guy dared to say such things in front of her, she only knew that she was angry and never wanted to see Sylvanas again.

- Frost Sorrow's imaginary invisibility means that everyone can't see it.

"Stop, stop! Frost, come down for me! And you, Lady Sylvanas, put away your bow and arrows!"

Arthas stopped a great battle just in time - he dragged Frostmourn down from the ground, and then loudly ordered Sylvanas to put away the arrows she had put on her bowstring.

Of course, Arthas was primarily concerned about Sylvanas' safety - it was clear that Frostmourn had escaped his anger, and Arthas didn't want to see Sylvanas die in his tent.

"Lady Sylvanas, can you explain, huh...... What do you mean by what you just said?"

Arthas certainly couldn't let the two "terrible" women fight in his tent, but he couldn't pretend that nothing had happened - after all, what Sylvanas had just said...... It's incredible.

"Do you have a problem with your ears? I mean, it's hard to understand that you should break up with this guy?"

Sylvanas put away her bow and arrows and said in an unkind tone.

"But...... Ms. Sylvanas, I mean to say...... You know my relationship with Frosty, right? She's my fiancée......."

Arthas looked at Sylvanas as if he were looking at someone he didn't know - what was wrong with this High Elf Ranger to say such strange things?

"Of course I do...... Why do you talk so much nonsense? You just have to give me an answer, or not?"

Sylvanas said impatiently to Arthas.

"I ...... Of course they can't be divided, but Ms. Sylvanas ...... This thing...... What does it have to do with you? I mean...... Why would you ask me to do such a thing?"

Arthas asked, puzzled, as he held Frost Grief to stop her urge to cause "bloodshed" in her tent.

"You mean to ...... What the hell is going on with me?. ”

Sylvanas unceremoniously pierced Arthas's disguise.

Arthas was too embarrassed to know what to say, and he felt that Sylvanas didn't seem to be a good person to communicate with now—he had deliberately used a euphemism, but this guy ......

"That's right, that's it!"

Frost's sorrow