"Of course, the reinforcements that Lord Anduin Lothar and all of you have come from the original path are also fundamental to the victory of this war, and to be honest, when Prince Danas and I were discussing countermeasures at the Fortress of Dammod, we did not expect that this battle would completely annihilate these orcs. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Arthas said with some emotion - if only the Red Dragon Queen and the help of these human warriors could not have achieved such a result even if they could defeat the orcs.

"You're right, Arthas. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank your father, and the warriors of Lordaeron and Stormwind. Especially Sir Anduin Lothar. King Solas stood up and bowed to Anduin Lothar, "Sir Lothar, I had been disrespectful to you when you first came to the North, but now, I confess that you are a good commander, and the people of the Arathi Heights will always remember this rescue. ”

Anduin Lothar also stood up and nodded in acceptance—not a thank you for himself, if that were the case, Anduin Lothar would certainly excuse it—but the fallen Lordaeron and the soldiers of Stormwind could afford it.

"Alright, Arthas, now it's time for you to tell us what's going on?" King Solas sat down again, waved his hand at Arthas, and motioned for him to sit down as well—the greetings were pretty much the same, and everyone here was curious about what had happened to Grimbaatar.

Arthas really didn't want to speak - because he couldn't tell the truth - in the fortress of Dammod, the cowhide of the Red Dragon Queen had been blown out, and it was clear that Arthas had no way to tell the truth of the matter, but had to continue to make it up according to the Red Dragon Queen's words.

After retelling the Red Dragon Queen's "great deeds", Arthas even felt a little disgusted, especially when he saw the surprised expressions of the dignitaries of the Human Alliance after hearing that the Red Dragon Queen had killed 100,000 orcs, Arthas couldn't wait to press the smug Red Dragon Queen under the table.

"Hey...... The master ......" Frost Sorrow crept into Arthas's ear, and his cool lips pressed against Arthas's earlobe, whispering to his master.

"Ahem...... Arthas coughed dryly, pretending to inadvertently push Frost's grief away a bit, and then said solemnly, "Frost, talk well, what's the matter?"

"Hmm...... Master, there seems to be a man under the table. Frost Sorrow got permission from her master, and then said loudly.

"Someone?" Before Arthas could react, King Solas exclaimed in surprise, and the face of Kurbanke, who was standing behind him, immediately changed - how could there be a person hiding under His Majesty's table?

"Who?" Before King Solas could give the order, Kurbanke stepped over to the table, pulled open the tablecloth made of fine fabrics, and looked down at the table.

"Kurbanke, what's going on?" King Solas asked with a blushing face and dissatisfaction - it is a shame that so many distinguished guests are here to discuss the state of the country today, and there are actually people hiding under the table and eavesdropping, while he is the master of this place and does not know about it!

"Ahem......" Kurbanke withdrew his head from under the table, and it was obvious that his face was a little embarrassed.

"That...... Your Majesty ......" Kurbanke looked at King Soras's face, gave up what he wanted to say, lightly clasped the table on the table, and said loudly, "Your Royal Highness Prince Christopher, you better come out by yourself." ”

Christopher, His Royal Highness, could it be that he was an important figure in the House of Torbain?--all present speculated in their hearts, only King Solas and Prince Danas became more ugly.

Arthas saw it in his eyes, thinking that there might be some problems with this "Christopher", but it seems that only Prince Danas and King Solas know about this problem, and Prince Garin, who is an important figure in the Torbain family, is also at a loss.

"Uncle...... Uncle...... "As the tablecloth shook, a middle-aged man of about thirty years old emerged from King Soras's main seat, his face full of fear.

"Christopher, what are you hiding here?" Before King Solas could speak, Prince Danas, who was sitting on his right, stood up and rebuked loudly.

"Reach ...... Big Brother Danas...... I ......" the timid expression on the face of the man named "Christopher" was palpable.

"You don't need to say it, Christopher, we're here to discuss big things, and it's not your right to talk, so get out of here!" Prince Danas waved his hand, intending to chase the guy away.

Arthas watched all this, and he felt a strong smell of farce- The man who came out from under the table was not bad-looking, and he was dignified, with short brown hair and an aqua blue headband, and his clothes were very gorgeous, and his face was about the same as that of Prince Garin and Prince Danas, and he was obviously a relative; 。

Hearing Danas's words, Christopher pulled his legs and wanted to leave; Arthas looked at it with amusement--he suddenly remembered that when he first met Prince Danas, he seemed to have mentioned that he also had a brother named "Christopher"? And this man was called Uncle King Solas, and it seemed that he was Prince Danas's own brother? Prince Danas was driving him away now, and the meaning of the protection was obvious! But this brother was full of money, and he really did not see the momentum of the Torbaine family at all.

"Stop!" exclaimed King Solas, and Christopher stood and looked back timidly.

"Christopher, tell me why the hell you're here?" King Solas was not at all polite, and although his actions were somewhat face-saving to Prince Danas, he still intended to get to the bottom of it.

"Uncle...... Uncle, I ......" Christopher stammered two sentences, and then couldn't help but look back at his brother Prince Danas, who had nothing to do, he had already done everything he could, and he had roughly guessed the reason why Christopher was here, and then he could only hope that their uncle would not go too far......