Let's talk a little more, but Arthas must go to King Terenus's study. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During these six years, Arthas spent more and more time in King Terenus's study, and his father's laziness became more and more serious.

No longer over-engaged in state affairs, King Terenus has not aged too significantly in the past six years, but it has been a pain for Arthas himself.

Even with the transformation of the Red Dragon Queen, Arthas is always full of energy, but in the face of the mountains of letters and documents, Arthas can't help but have some headaches.

Leaving Kalia's room, Arthas took the little magic sword Frost Grief to his father, King Terenus's study.

His Majesty disappeared as usual, and the royal guards of Lordaeron, who were in charge of guarding the door, opened the door to Arthas's study.

The sunny room was always filled with the warm summer sun, Arthas sat down behind his desk and looked through the papers on it, while Frost Sorrow obediently moved a small stool and sat down beside his master.

Not long after the Midsummer Festival, most of these documents were letters sent into the palace from all over Lordaeron.

After looking through a few parchment scrolls, most of which were reported by the big farmers and lords and nobles everywhere, Arthas felt bored and couldn't help but yawn.

Last night had indeed "tossed" with the Frost Sorrow until late, and Alsace's spirit was a little overwhelmed.

But even so, Arthas reluctantly pulled himself together and replied to the letters earnestly.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer letters on Alsace's left and more on his right.

Of course, His Royal Highness the Prince's eyelids became more and more heavy.

"Xiaoshuang, pour me a glass of water. ”

The quill pen in Alsace's hand did not stop writing, and said with his head down.

"Oh!"

Frost Sorrow quickly stood up, ran to the counter in the distance, poured Arthas a glass of water from the silver kettle, and trotted to his master.

"Hoo ......"

Gently taking a sip of the water that Frost Sorrow had handed him, Arthas stopped his work and stretched slightly.

"Master, are you tired, will you rest for a while?"

Frost Sorrow said with concern with a wink of lovely eyes.

"How's that going to work...... If you don't finish these things today, they will pile up even more tomorrow!"

Arthas touched Frost's sad head and said helplessly - after all, it's all his father's fault, he can be lazy, but he ......

"That'...... Master, you can rest for a while, and Xiaoshuang will do the work for you, right?"

Hearing Arthas say this, Frost Sorrow tilted her head in thought, and then volunteered.

"You're coming, Xiaoshuang, are you okay?"

Arthas looked at Frost Sorrow with a suspicious gaze, not that he thought Frost Sorrow was stupid enough to do such a job, but ......

"Of course, Xiaoshuang has been watching here for a long time, master, don't worry, Xiaoshuang learns things quickly!"

Frost Sorrow patted his chest and said proudly.

The full/full double/peak jumping arc made Arthas's gaze froze slightly, he frowned and thought for a moment, and then nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, Frost. It's not a complicated thing, otherwise you can simply reply to me for a few words......"

Arthas said to Frost Sorrow.

"Understood, master!"

Frost Sorrow was glad to see that she was able to share Arthas's worries except in bed/on the bed, she said happily.

"But before that...... I'm going to test you first...... Well, take a look at these letters and tell me how you want to reply. ”

Arthas pulled a few from the letter and handed it to Frostmourn.

"Okay, Xiaoshuang will look at it...... Well, the letter came from Andorhar, where the lord said that the crops on the farm were growing well, and that this year must be another good year. ”

Frostmourn flipped through the first letter before speaking to Arthas.

"And how are you going to reply?"

Arthas asked.

"Hmm...... Write it like this - what does your harvest have to do with Xiaoshuang, and Xiaoshuang doesn't need to eat!"

Frost Sorrow replied without thinking.

Those farmers wrote this letter with hope, hoping to get the royal family's commendation, how can you reply like this, Xiaoshuang!"

Arthas was taken aback by Frost's sad words, and hurriedly preached to her.

"But Xiaoshuang doesn't need to eat......"

Frost Sorrow retorted a little unconvinced.

"Well, the next letter says that there is a gang of robbers near Stratholme's lumberyard, and Stratholme's militia is not sure enough to encircle them, and I hope the royal family will approve them to ask for help from Madnhold Castle in Hearthvale. ”

Frost Sorrow didn't wait for Arthas to say anything before she read another letter to herself.

"Oh, that's a big deal......

Arthas frowned, silently thinking.

Even though most of the people of Lordaeron live happily and comfortably, there will always be some greedy people who take risks and become robbers or bandits.

Because most of the elite armed forces in the kingdom were under the control of the royal family, the soldiers under the other lords were mostly no different from the peasants with weapons.

So when faced with some fierce bandits, most of these militias have little chance of winning.

The soldiers of Hearthvale were an exception, as the ancestors of Alsace allowed the lords of Alsace to retain most of their army many years ago when they first made their submissions to the royal family of Lordaeron.

So to this day, Tirio Fordin, the current owner of Mardenhold Castle in Hearthvale, is a privateer in his family, though few in number, but particularly elite.

The town of Stratholme is not far from Fireplace Valley, so it's understandable that the mayor here would want to turn to Fireplace Valley for help.

Arthas was considering whether it would be better for the royal family to send troops directly, or it would be better for the Hearthvale to send troops nearby, and Frostmourn had already made his own judgment.

"Hmph, what Madnhold Castle...... Isn't that the territory of that bastard Tirio Ferdin?Master, just write a letter to this guy and let him die himself!"

Frost pouted sadly and dissatisfied.

If among the women around Arthas, Frost Grief hated Gianna the most, then among the men around Arthas, she hated Tirio Fording the most.

In the original stream of time, it was Tirio Fortin's return from the Hermitage to integrate the remaining Silver Hand Knights and establish the "Silver Dawn" organization, and then have been battling the Scourge led by Arthas, or Frostmourn.

Frostgrief had always felt that if it weren't for Tirio Fordin's persecution, she would not have experienced such a terrible thing as almost losing her master.

"Shhhh

Despite knowing that there was no one else in the room, Arthas nervously spoke to Frost Sorrow.

Arthas has always been very open to what happened in the original time stream, but he has always been obsessed with the frost vessel.

Arthas had no choice but to wait for time to gradually dissolve the resentment in Frost's sorrow.

Of course, handing over the work here to Frost Sorrow is definitely going to be done, and if it goes on like this, Little Demon Sword doesn't know what bigger joke will be made.

Pushing Frost Sorrow aside, Arthas rubbed his forehead and continued to dive into the letters.

However, after a short while, Arthas suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked up at Frost Sorrow to the side, only to find that the little magic sword had his head down, and his expression was very low.

"Xiaoshuang, what's wrong with you?"

Arthas asked hurriedly.

"The host...... Isn't it useless to have a little frost