Soon, Alsace and his party stood in front of the ring booth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Originally, there were still a few people playing rings there, most of them large families with several children, but seeing so many people coming together, and Kalia in front of her dressed so luxuriously, the parents pulled their children out of the place.

-- These guys look like aristocrats, and if the children accidentally bump into someone's house, they will get into big trouble.

"Arthas, I want that!"

Kalia pointed to a large teddy bear made of cotton and rags on the stall.

"I ...... Arthas, I want that doll!"

Gianna originally wanted the big bear too, but after thinking about it, she decided not to snatch it with the sister of His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, so she decided to pick a delicate doll.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

Arthas said confidently, then reached for his belt, and after touching the emptiness, he remembered that his purse had been confiscated by Frostmourn.

"Xiaoshuang, give money!"

Alsace said simply.

"Humph!"

Frostmourn glanced at the other women beside Arthas, and with a sense of superiority, she pulled a small silver coin out of her purse and tossed it to the merchant guarding the stall.

A silver coin?--The merchant seemed stunned for a moment, then gathered a large bundle of small hoops and handed it to Arthas.

Although he had been ambitious before, it was only when he actually stood behind the white line that Arthas felt as if he had just said a big thing.

In a game like this one, the prizes are placed far away from the white line, while the knick-knacks that no one wants are placed closer so that the tourists don't go home empty-handed.

The big cloth bear, though not the farthest, was the most difficult to get to grip - because its head was too big, and it had no ears.

As for Gianna's delicate rag doll, though it wasn't worth much, it was naturally placed in the furthest place.

Let's try!—Arthas flicked a little bit of a ring and began to try to throw it out.

"Oh, Arthas, why are you so stupid!"

In the midst of Kalia's complaints, Arthas wasted ten rings and found nothing.

"It's okay, Arthas, come on!"

Gianna clenched her little fists and gave Arthas a hard time.

"I'm coming!"

Varian volunteered.

"Miss Althea, what do you want?"

Varian asked Althea Eberlock, who was from the rebel camp.

"I ...... I'm going to need that knife!"

Althea's interest was indeed somewhat extraordinary, and she chose the most inconspicuous knife in that corner, the sheathed knife.

"Look at me!"

Varian was ready to try.

Of course, the results are also regrettable.

Having drunk the blood of a troll, Varian may have been an excellent warrior, but his increasingly irascible personality was not suited to this kind of meticulous work.

"I'd better do it!"

Wen Lesa covered her mouth and snickered for a moment before patting Arthas on the shoulder - this guy is not good at something?

"You?"

Arthas remembered that Winlessa had seen a circus for the first time - could she do such a thing?

"Don't underestimate me!"

As if to see suspicion in Arthas's eyes, Winlessa said dissatisfiedly.

Of course, Winlessa's first ring was unsurprisingly far off target, so far away that no one knew what she was trying to do.

"Can you do it?"

Arthas was even more skeptical.

"You know, I'm testing the weight of this thing!"

Winresa glanced at Arthas disapprovingly, then lowered her body.

"Ahh

Kalia cheered, and Winlessa's ring hit the big bear accurately, landing right on its head.

"Humph!"

Winlessa glanced at Arthas with a smile on her face, as if demonstrating.

"Coincidence, absolutely coincidence!"

Alsace said hard-mouthed.

"You ......"

Winlessa turned her head angrily and threw out a collar again.

"Oh! Sister Wenlesa is amazing!"

Gianna cheered - Winlessa had caught the rag doll she had chosen.

"Taresha, what do you want, I'll give it to you!"

After smashing the knife that Althea wanted, Winlesa said in a high-spirited manner.

"I ...... I want that little comb!"

Taresa said.

"Taresa what are you going to do with a comb...... You'll be able to use mine in the future...... Change to a different one!"

Kalia interjected on the side.

"That'...... Then ......"

Taresa felt that it was a little uncomfortable to use Her Highness's comb, but she changed her gloves anyway, which she intended to give to her father.

Not surprisingly, Tamis Folkestone had another pair of gloves.

"Your Excellency, do you have anything you want?"

Wen Lesa asked the Red Dragon Queen, who was standing behind.

"What I want to eat...... Do you have anything to eat?"

The Red Dragon Queen asked, probing her head.

"No ......"

Winlessa told the Red Dragon Queen with regret.

"Then I don't want it......"

The Red Dragon Queen doesn't have much interest in anything other than eating and sleeping.

"What about Lady Frost?"

Winlessa looked at Frost Sorrow.

"I want a master!"

Frostmourn took a collar and placed it on Arthas's head, then straightened it with a smile.

"Xiaoshuang, what are you doing!"

Arthas wanted to take the ring off - as Prince of Lordaeron, it didn't matter if he didn't wear his little crown, it was nothing.

"Don't move, so I'll put the master in the trap, the master is mine!"

Frost Sorrow hurriedly held down Frost Sorrow.

"What is this...... Dog leash?"

Arthas didn't stir anymore, but he still scoffed.

But when he said that, Arthas felt that something was wrong - if the ring was a dog leash...... So what is yourself?

Unexpectedly, Frost Sorrow ran to play with Arthas and ignored herself, and turned her attention to her sister.

"Sister Aurelia, what do you want?"

Wen Lesa asked.

"Me...... I'll do it myself!"

Aurelia looked at the stall where there was nothing left, then gently took a ring from Winlesa's hand.

What does Sister Aurelia want?—Winlessa's gaze followed the ring through the air, and then saw that the ring had landed on a small, colorful rope loop—which looked like a bracelet.

A bracelet? Sister Aurelia likes this kind of thing?

"Alright, alright...... Everyone take their stuff away, and we'll change the next one!"

Arthas glanced at the white-faced vendor and shook his head inwardly, then stopped Kalia's suggestion to get Winlessa to take everything away.