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Sylvanas put down her knife and fork early—she would rather eat the food that Aurelia had prepared for them in Lordaeron's palace than the thin, woody old hen at the table, which was said to have been prepared by the Baroness for her guests. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, according to intelligence, Arugao will attack in three days, and my mission is to prepare a portal magic circle here and stop Arugao while he executes his plan in advance."

Gianna replied hastily - she admired Winlessa's two sisters; Especially Sylvanas, Gianna felt that it would be nice if she had the strength of Sylvanas - of course, this strength was in the presence of Arthas.

"Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, is this your fiancée? That is, our future king...... Her Majesty? The light is above, she is so beautiful, her eyes are like ...... Oops! ”

Baron Sylvalen sat beside Arthas, and was about to say a good word to his future Majesty the Queen, that is, the Sorrow of Frost, when his own wife twisted his thigh violently.

"Shut up, you idiot, you're going to mess everything up."

Baroness Sylvalen scolded her husband viciously, then looked up and smiled at Arthas and Frost Sorrow.

"I'm so sorry, Your Royal Highness Prince Alsace, my husband has never seen such a beauty as your fiancée, so he is a little out of shape, please forgive me."

Compared to her husband, Baroness Sylvaleen behaved much more decently; While she entertained Arthas, she secretly cursed Baron Sivalenne in her heart.

- Praise of his female companion in the presence of His Royal Highness the Prince, such a thing can happen at a ball in the palace of Lordaeron, but it is definitely not spoken by a petty nobleman of such status as himself and his husband.

"It's all right, ma'am. What I want to know more than that...... Recently, has anything strange happened on our border with the Kingdom of Gilneys? ”

Arthas put down his glass—because Baron Sivalen's wine was so poor that Arthas had to ask his servant to get him a glass of water, but it smelled musty.

"This, this ......"

Baron Sylvalene, struggling to cope with Arthas's question, could not help but reach out and wipe his forehead - where sweat was already pouring down.

Baron Sylvalen didn't know what was going on on the border, given the dualistic system of co-governance, he didn't have much control over the territory of Lordaeron outside of the castle other than his own domain.

"I want to talk about that...... It would be better for me to answer, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace. ”

Just as Baron Sivalene was in a dilemma, a neutral voice came from the door of the dining room; Arthas looked up and saw a muscular man in silver-white armor and a double-headed eagle robe staring at him.

"Do you recognize me?"

Arthas asked with interest as he looked at the soldier of the kingdom of Lordaeron, or rather as an officer.

"No, but I have met His Majesty King Terenus. You and His Majesty the King are almost exactly the same when you were young, Your Royal Highness the Prince. ”

As he spoke, the sturdy officer of Lordaeron walked up to Arthas, fell to one knee, and saluted respectfully.

"I am Neil Prinval, the garrison here, and I and my five hundred militiamen are responsible for protecting this castle, as well as two nearby farms and a lumberyard, from wild beasts and the Gilneys. It is an honour to serve you, my Royal Highness. ”

The Lordaeron officer identified himself.

"Please get up, Lord Prinval, and please be seated. You said you could tell me what had been going on on the border in recent times? ”

Arthas didn't get up, just motioned for Prinnval to take a seat, and then continued to ask.

"Yes, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace. About a month ago, an envoy from the Kingdom of Gilneth appeared at the border, and they returned to Dalaran with a mage. ”

Prinnwal sat at the table, bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully.

"A mage? Arugao? ”

Arthas asked hurriedly.

"I don't know the mage's name, because my men and I are not in charge of the border sentry...... The mage had Dalaran's pass, and the border sentinels allowed them to pass through - all their weapons were confiscated, of course. ”

Prinmall said.

"And then? When did that mission return to Gilneth? ”

Arthas frowned, then asked—he thought the kingdom of Gilneth was really isolated, but it seemed that similar situations were not uncommon...... Will those Gilnesians use the pass signed by Dalaran to do something secret?

"About half a month ago."

Prynnwal replied.

"The Mission...... Who exactly are their members? Do you still have an impression of this? ”

Arthas had a bad feeling - Arugao had only been a mage for a short time, and it was clear that he would not have his own minions and apprentices...... Why, then, did he go to Dalaran with an entire mission?

"Soldiers, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, there is no doubt that they are all soldiers. But we collected their weapons. ”

Prinmor thought for a moment, then replied in the affirmative.

"Gianna, did Archmage Modra and Archmage Antonidas mention that Arugao was returning to Dalaran to visit his teacher...... Is it a person, or a group of people? ”

Arthas seemed to think of something, and then asked Gianna.

"It should be a person...... Dalaran will not allow outsiders to come and go at will. ”

Gianna hurriedly replied.

"Arugao is a mage, and if he needs to return to Dalaran, all he needs is a simple teleportation circle...... Why do you need a mission? Especially...... The mission crossed the border, but did not accompany him to Dalaran. ”

Arthas asked to himself.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the number of people in the mission."

Sylvanas spoke suddenly.

"Problematic with the numbers?"

Arthas asked, confused.

"Five hundred men went into Lordaeron, and three hundred returned, and they ......"

Sylvanas still didn't have much of a good look at Arthas, but she explained.

"So two hundred stayed?"

Arthas's eyes lit up, and he felt as if Sylvanas had grasped the crux of the matter.

"Perhaps...... As the mission passed by, I did notice that something was wrong with the numbers, and that they didn't match the numbers recorded by the sentinels. ”

Prinmall said.

"How much worse?"

Arthas asked hurriedly.

"About ten people. Such a small number of people...... Probably can't do anything, right? ”

Prinnval asked, confused.

"Surely nothing can be done, but...... If you add a mage who can summon mystical creatures, it won't have to be......"

Arthas shook his head and said with a deep groan.

"Is there anything I need to do, His Royal Highness Prince Arthas?"

Prynnval asked hurriedly—meanwhile, Baron Sivalenne and his wife, though still sitting at the table, were too nervous to come out.

"You're usually stationed around here? Or are you just passing through this time? ”

Arthas asked.

"Passing by, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace. I had a patrol of fifty people around me. ”

Prynnwal replied.

"Enough. We've been informed that the Kingdom of Gilneth may attack this fortress, and while it's not clear what they're trying to do, you and your men will stay here for a while, and Baron Sylvaline will be supplying you. ”

Arthas commanded Prinnval.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Prinval quickly stood up, gave a military salute, and replied earnestly.

"Five...... Fifty people? ”

Baron Sylvaline let out a scream - it sounded like a.

"Shut up, you stupid