In a humble but well-furnished twilight in the eastern part of the kingdom of Lordaeron, outside the village near Andorhar, Arthas Minahir finally opened his eyes again.

A strange feeling came to his heart in an instant, and Arthas pressed his head a little painfully, and said to himself,

"What's going on......

"Are you finally awake? Alsace. ”

The sudden sound made Arthas stunned for a moment, and then looked up to see a tall figure standing quietly on the small dirt slope behind the tomb.

Bat-winged demon horns, pale complexion, vampire fangs and claws......

Arthas was so shocked that he couldn't help but shout: "Meerganis?!" ”

Mal'Ganis, the Dreadlord, was one of the original leaders of the Scourge and was directly involved in and led the early development of the Scourge. Behind the terrible plague that occurred in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, he has a complete figure, and it is Mei and Gannis who made the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron cry and tears. But......

"Didn't I kill you?" Arthas couldn't help but look at the Frost Sorrow in his hand.

That's right!

Meerganis is dead, and after defeating him in the kingdom of Lordaeron, I chased him to the continent of Northrend. Later, I almost lost until ...... I found this legendary rune sword. In order to pick it up and kill Me, he even sacrificed my dwarven friend Muradin Copperbeard......

"Relax a little and put away your sword. Arthas, I am Tikdios, the same Dreadlord as Meerganis, but I am not your enemy. The Dreadlord looked at Arthas and suddenly smiled strangely, "I'm here to congratulate you." ”

Arthas: "Congratulations? ”

Hearing that it was not Me, but Gannis, Arthas suddenly calmed down a lot. I don't know why, this guy in front of me is obviously also a fear demon king! Arthas, however, had no interest in destroying it.

Tikdios: "Yes, congratulations on killing your father with this sword!" It was all as the Lich King expected. ”

Arthas was stunned for a moment, looking at Frost's sorrow stupidly, with a little blood still left on it...... Is this my father's?!

It seems like yes......

After defeating Meerganis, I returned to the kingdom of Lordaeron like a hero. Although my father was a little dissatisfied with my previous insistence, he was still very proud of my success.

I still remember the flowers floating in the air, the applause and cheers that came back to my ears, and even the fact that I walked up to the king with my weapon and no one stopped me. Everyone was smiling, except me......

Then I pulled out the frost sorrow and stabbed at the person who loved me the most, and at the same time I loved the most......

"Yes...... I betrayed all that I loved, my father, and the love of the whole kingdom...... My heart seems to ache, but why don't I feel sad? ”

"Because the sword in your hand is called Frost Sorrow!"

Tikdios smiled and said, "If your soul is not yours, why should you grieve?" Remember, your master is called the Lich King. From the moment you were born, he took a fancy to you, and he was very happy with you. Congratulations on becoming a member of the great undead, Death Knight, Arthas. ”

……

"Arthas, this is an abomination, one of the strongest classes of the undead, though a little ugly, cobbled together from various corpses. Well? ”

Under the strange gaze of the lich Kel'thugad, Arthas's hand reached into the disgusting pile of rotten flesh, and then slowly pulled out a small hand that was a third of the rotten.

The little hand holds a ...... tightly Bloodstained ......

"Huh? Ring of Superiority, good luck. ”

"Kel'thugad, I have a question for you."

"What?"

"Can I resurrect a ghoul?"

"Whatever, though one hates the top four ghouls."

“……”

From then on, behind Arthas, there was a petite figure, weak, timid, but special. With a necklace tied to the Ring of Superiority, he carefully followed Arthas.

……

"Ah...... This pain...... How did it come about?! ”

Arthas, who had just completely occupied the continent of the Eastern Kingdom, fell to his knees in agony. A blood-red color pops up in his mind, and the Frozen Throne, and sees the Lich King in the Frozen Throne.

The Lich King: "Danger is looming, come to me......"

……

Kel'thugad: "You say that you feel that your power is draining, my majesty?" ”

Arthas: "That's right, I'm starting to feel like I can't control my troops, and my undead power is starting to weaken. If we don't follow the Lich King's warnings and rush to Northrend, maybe it's all over. ”

……

Banshee: "Your Excellency Sylvanas has asked us to help you, and we will escort you to the river, where we will regroup against the rebels of the Dreadlord." ”

Arthas: "Very well, ladies, I thank you for your help. ”

Banshee: "It looks good here, Your Majesty, we can rest here." ”

Arthas: "How can we rest?" We must first rendezvous with Kel'thugad. ”

The next moment, intense pain struck Alsace again.

The Lich King: "You've been tricked by them!" Get out of here, right away! ”

But the banshees were already rotten, and they struck the guards of Arthas. Although Arthas was half-kneeling in pain, there was always a petite ghoul in front of him, timid but determined.

……

Although he was saved by Kel'thugad, who arrived in time, the arrow shot by Sylvanas continued to hurt. As Sylvanas said, this arrow was made especially for him by her.

The Lich King: "It's relatively safe at sea. Arthas, Sylvanas's arrows are dedicated to restraining soul power, and my power is about to temporarily retreat from you, which is conducive to your recovery. And I'm going to save some power to use when you come. But don't do useless things...... Always remember that you are my ......"

The Lich King's power slowly dissipated, and Arthas fell to his knees in the cabin.

The petite ghoul who was playing with the table and chair jumped off. The ghoul hurriedly jumped over, uttering strange syllables and calling out to Arthas.

Arthas slowly opened his eyes again, and the pain of Sylvanas's arrow wound was indeed much less...... But the heart was stumped in an instant.

All of a sudden, all the scenes that had happened came to Artace's mind...... Tears that had been long and long overdue finally slipped from the corners of Alsace's eyes.

The ghoul lowered his head and scratched his head in confusion with the hand that was all that was bone.

In Alsace's eyes that were already filled with crystals, a Ring of Superiority shook gently.

"Little Timmy ......"

The ghoul is held tightly......

At that moment, Arthas cried like a prince;

Like a child with a father;

Like a ...... Mankind.

Even ...... Illidan Fury felt the same way......

Quietly put down the double-edged knife that had been raised behind Arthas, and dispersed the Night Hunting Technique.