Archmage Antonidas naturally didn't know that the little prince in front of him was actually the end of his own life in another stream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Archmage Antonidas was more interested in the evil spirit that Elder Khadgar spoke of, and what Archmage Crassus called "the savior of the world of Azeroth" than Arthas himself.

Therefore, Archmage Antonidas only paid a slight attention to Arthas, and turned his gaze to the flamboyant maiden, who had a human appearance, long black hair, and a floral skirt with a blue background, which matched the descriptions of Caddagar and Archmage Crassus. Frostgrief noticed the white-bearded old man staring at him, and made a grimace at Archmage Antonidas while Arthas couldn't see it.

Frost Sorrow also knew Archmage Antonidas, but it was better to say that the little magic sword was able to wake up from its slumber, and the leader of the Kenrito Council, the strong and resolute soul, played the role of the last straw. Archmage Antonidas didn't know that these things hadn't happened yet, and they couldn't happen in the future, he only felt that Frost Grief was no different from those innocent and lively girls, and he didn't know why Archmage Crassus said that this was a god-level person who had saved the world of Azeroth.

At this moment, a little girl with the hem of her robe hurriedly ran out of the bell tower, looked around, and found Archmage Antonidas, and immediately rushed towards this side, crying as she ran: "Teacher Antonidas, go and persuade my father......!" He's going to kill Brother Drake!"

The little girl, of course, was Gianna, and she threw herself into the arms of Archmage Antonidas, wiping her teacher with snot and tears. Archmage Antonidas didn't have time to care if his mage robe was soiled, but asked a little anxiously, "Gianna, I'll go up now, don't cry yet, tell me what's going on." ”

After Archmage Antonidas finished speaking, he took Gianna and came to the bell tower with a flashing spell, but on the spiraling staircase, this space spell could no longer be used, and Archmage Antonidas could only climb up step by step, while Gianna tried to follow behind, wiping her eyes and twitching her nose.

After all, Archmage Antonidas is old, and the mages have always been weak, so the speed of climbing such a spiral ladder is not very fast. After a while, Arthas rushed up from behind with Mograine, Winlessa, and Frostmourn, although Uther was very concerned about the state of King Daelin, but there were still many military affairs waiting for him, so he could only let Arthas come over instead of him, after all, his status as a disciple was noble enough, and it was more convenient to speak in front of King Dalein, and Arthas, although he was young, had already shown enough astvereness.

Gianna didn't notice that someone was catching up behind her, and although she wanted to explain the incident to her teacher, the little girl was probably too frightened and sad, and for a while, she couldn't say anything complete except sobbing. Archmage Antonidas rushed to the outside of the room on the third floor of the bell tower and found that the two seafarers who had been guarding the door were gone, and the door was wide open, and there was a commotion from inside.

Archmage Antonidas walked briskly into the room, Admiral Dalin, being held by two of his men, not letting him near the bed. Dalin's hair was scattered, his hands fluttered in the air, and he roared like a madman: "Lostich, Grad, let me go! I can't let Drake go on like this! at least, give him a good ......"

Before he finished speaking, Dalin's tears rolled down again—what kind of sadness and anger was it for a father who loved his son so much to send his son to death with his own hands......? Person?

The reason for this doubt is that even as the Lich King, Arthas has never seen such a miserable scene. The person on the bed was probably Brother Drake in Gianna's mouth, his eyes were closed, probably fainting, and the bandages wrapped around his body were torn off a lot by himself for some reason, revealing large areas of charred burned skin, and crimson blood kept gushing out, spreading on the snow-white sheets.

A few steps closer, Arthas suddenly remembered that he had seen such a burn. "The breath of the red dragon?" asked the little prince with a frown. Dai Lin, who was fighting with his two subordinates, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and seemed to be surprised by this child's eyesight.

At this moment, Gianna suddenly threw herself in front of Dalin and cried loudly, "Woo...... Father, you can't kill Brother Drake...... Woo woo......" His daughter's cry seemed to calm down Dai Lin, or maybe his previous crazy actions were just venting when he was desperate.

In short, Admiral Dalin slowly stopped struggling and patted two of his men on the shoulders to signal that they were all right. Roswich and Gerak hesitantly let go of their friend, and Daillin took Gianna in his arms, holding back his tears and comforting his daughter.

Arthas turned his gaze to Frost Sorrow to the side, and the little magic sword seemed to know what his master was thinking, and snorted with some dissatisfaction. Arthas smiled wryly, quickly returned to normal, came to Dalin and Gianna, and, having attracted the admiral's attention, saluted him and began to introduce himself.

"King Darin, I am the son of Terenus Minehir, prince of the kingdom of Lordaeron, Arthas. On behalf of my father, I mourn the losses suffered by your fleet. At the same time, for the misfortune that has befallen you and your family...... Show sympathy. However, my teacher, Uther Lightbringer, the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand, I hope you will cheer up, the orc fleet is about to arrive here, and the Red Dragon, who has destroyed your fleet, may attack at any time. The defense of Nanhai Town needs your strength. ”

King Dalin was hesitant, he didn't want to go anywhere now, he just wanted to be by his son's side, Drake, but he was desperate to get revenge on the orcs and red dragons who had ruined his fleet and were about to lose his son. Just as the admiral hesitated, Gianna looked up from her father's arms and suddenly called softly, "It's you, aren't you Dalaran's mage apprentice, how did you become the prince of the kingdom of Lordaeron?"