"These two should be enough. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Arthas took two gold coins from Varian Ureon's purse, put them in the palm of his hand, and then fastened the purse and handed it back to Varian.

"Is that enough?"

Kalia looked curiously at the gold coins in Arthas's hand—there were many of them, and she had seen mountains of gold coins in the vaults of her palace, but she didn't expect that just two small coins could pay for so many people playing in the circus.

"That's enough, two gold coins is a lot. ”

Arthas replied, looking through the gold coin in his hand, and on the back of the coin was the lion's emblem, which was supposed to be the gold coin of Stormwind, but it didn't hurt.

"We're going to take this merry-go-round. ”

Arthas walked over to the toll booth and said to the fat merchant.

"All?"

The fat merchant's eyes almost lit up when he saw the gold coin that Arthas had handed him.

The fat merchant had already noticed this group of people, the beautiful woman in the lead was dressed like a peacock, he thought that there was a big business coming, but he didn't expect that the woman had no money.

But it turned out that he was right—the fat merchant carefully took the gold coin from Arthas's hand and flipped it over to look at the back of it.

"Stormwind gold? ”

The fat merchant said to Arthas.

"Hmm. ”

Arthas nodded in understanding.

Because the size and size of gold coins vary from country to country, and the gold content is not very similar, Alfonso set a benchmark for the ratio of gold to silver coins between the two countries after the refugees from the Stormwind Kingdom flowed into Lordaeron.

Merchants usually weigh the gold coins after receiving them to prevent counterfeiting.

"Well, it's true. ”

The fat merchant nodded, then took a large money bag from his waist, counted out a small bag of silver coins, and handed it back to Arthas.

"It's started, it's started!"

The fat merchant carefully tossed the gold into one of its smallest purse, put it back on his chest, patted it, and then shouted at a small cabin by the carousel's wheel.

Several sturdy young men ran out of the cabin, came to the carousel's wheel, and stood in dispersion.

"It's time to go, guest. ”

The fat trader said to Arthas.

Arthas walked back to the crowd with the money bag in his hand, and said to the expectant crowd, "All right, let's go to the turntable!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Kalia pulled Winlessa and trotted towards the turntable, looking at the colorful wooden horses carved with colored paint on the turntable, and Kalia's eyes lit up.

In the eyes of Arthas and Varian, it is true that a majestic war horse has momentum, but for Kalia, it is the beautiful things that are attractive.

However, Kalia, dressed in evening dress, was not too convenient to move, and with the help of Winresa and Taresha, she laboriously sat on the wooden horse.

"Hey!" Winlessa jumped lightly and jumped onto the horse, then turned and beckoned to her sister Aurelia.

Aurelia was also very interested in the merry-go-round, so she walked over quickly, picked a Trojan horse not far from Winlessa, and sat on it.

"Althea, can I help you?"

Varian asked with courage.

"No, His Royal Highness Prince Varian. ”

Althea smiled politely at Varian, then stepped onto the Trojan with great agility.

The Red Dragon Queen stood on the side of the merry-go-round and watched for a long time, but finally did not step onto the turntable.

"Your Excellency, aren't you coming?"

Arthas asked.

"What's so fun about this thing. ”

The Red Dragon Queen pursed her lips disdainfully.

"Then Gianna, shall we go?"

Arthas asked Gianna.

"Yes, Arthas!"

Gianna said happily.

"Master!"

Frost Sorrow came to Arthas, spreading a small hand.

"What?"

Arthas didn't know what the little magic sword meant.

"Give me your money bag!"

Frost Sorrow said justifiably.

"What do you want all this money for?"

Arthas was puzzled, but gave the little money bag and the gold coin in his hand to Frostmourn.

"Nothing to do. But it is said that a good wife should take care of her husband's purse. ”

Frost Grief happily grabbed the purse and gold coins that Arthas had handed her, and glared at Gianna.

"Whatever you want......"

Arthas shook his head helplessly—he didn't know where these strange theories of frost sorrow came from.

"Arthas, hurry up!"

Kalia yelled loudly on the turntable.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Arthas hurriedly walked onto the turntable with Frost Sorrow and Gianna.

Then Arthas found himself faced with a problem - what should Gianna do if he can't get on the Trojan?

Arthas's height is not much taller than that of the Trojan Horse, and even if he is asked to carry Gianna up, it will be more difficult.

"Xiaoshuang, you pick up Gianna. ”

Arthas commanded.

"Don't!"

Frostmourn shook her head violently, her long black hair brushing Arthas's face.

"Arthas, I can do it myself!"

Gianna said hurriedly.

After saying that, the little girl closed her eyes and silently began to chant the incantation.

Soon, there seemed to be an invisible current of air converging at Gianna's feet, and she gradually floated up, swaying slightly in the air.

Gianna opened her eyes, confirmed the height and orientation of the wooden horse, nervously controlled her body and floated over, and then slowly landed on the wooden horse.

"Hoo ......"

Gianna breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat that was oozing from her forehead - fortunately, she did not embarrass herself in front of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas.

"Is this levitation?"

Arthas looked at Gianna in surprise.

"Hmmm......"

Gianna nodded—she was also quite strange, she didn't expect His Royal Highness Prince Arthas to know about the spell he had just cast.

"Gianna is amazing!"

Arthas praised the little girl.

"I didn't ...... Nothing, it's just a simple spell...... Most apprentices will ......"

Gianna blushed and said quickly.

"But Gianna is still very young! When you grow up, you will definitely be able to become an excellent mage! By the way, why don't you come to Lordaeron to be a court mage then?"

Arthas had a whim.

"Is that okay?"

Gianna looked up, her eyes full of anticipation.

"No, you can't!"

Frost's sad and cold tone darkened Gianna's eyes.

"Master, come here and sit with me!"

Frost Grief commanded domineeringly.

"Okay, okay!"

Arthas knew that he had been talking to Gianna too much again, and that Frost was upset, and he took the opportunity to coax him.