Chapter Seventy-Eight: After the War

"Thank you for everything you have done for me, Your Highness Arthas. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"It's a pity that the dragon eggs were confiscated by the queen. ā€

"It doesn't matter, there's no one better suited to improve these creatures than the Queen. Rhea shook her head as she spoke, and then prepared to fly in the other direction. "I think it's time for us to say goodbye, now that my identity has been revealed, I can only change to a mainland local elf. ā€

"Wait, do you recognize this sword?"

"Actually, I also think this sword is quite special. Rhea, who had changed goblins, couldn't help but look at it, and gave out some realizations of her own.

"You know the history about him. ā€

"No, I mean this sword is a rare attribute sword. If you want, I can make your Warhammer look like this. ā€

I was a little sorry at first for his explanation, but soon it seemed like something came to mind.

"Yes, you need the heart of the black dragon as an ingredient, right? ā€

"That's right, and there's a lot of originals here, and I'll be able to do it for you in a whole day. ā€

"Good!" I nodded excitedly, but quickly calmed down again, "but I don't want to delay everyone all day because of my weapons, and besides, no one wants to spend the night in this canyon." As I spoke, everybody agreed with my opinion.

"Go back, leave your weapon, and I'll give it back to you when the time comes. ā€

"Thank you then," I didn't hesitate to hand over the weapon to him, yes, the war at this stage is over, and the weapon can be put aside for the time being. "You don't have to be too efficient. I won't need it for a while.

"Yes. ā€

As soon as I handed him the weapon, Rhea jumped into the middle of the canyon, yes, it seemed to us that a goblin carrying a weapon twice as long as she was shuttling through the mountains would be a real concern, but no one really worried about her safety. I thought so, and turned to my comrades

"I think we've done our job, General Brian, this place belongs to you Copperbeard Dwarves, and you can mine as much ore as you want. As I said this, when I looked at the dwarven general, I felt the need to relax everyone's mind, such as teasing the dwarven general, "Of course, if you don't meet the black dragon king." ā€

"Oh no, I'm in trouble this time! Who knows when Deathwing will come back to see their children, so we'd better give up here. "The dwarven general was frightened by me, but I didn't mean to stop, but continued to speak to him like an adult scaring a child.

"Deathwing would have come to me first if he wanted revenge, and besides, if he wanted to kill you, you could hide wherever you wanted..."I shook my head happily, and then laughed at his courage, "Didn't you prepare to die when you came to slay the dragon?"

I bluffed the dwarf, but it didn't work very well, some humans and elves smiled at him, but many more and the other dwarves showed the same fear, yes this is not the result I wanted. Perhaps realizing that I was making fun of this dwarf, Winlessa was upset with him.

"Arthas, don't scare him, every dragon king can fight against Deathwing now, so if he dares to come out, he will definitely die, you don't have to worry about the Prince. Wen Lesa explained to Brian that yes, she had a natural penchant for dwarves, and after her reminder, he quickly realized something.

"Arthas, you are so treacherous, we have worked so hard to get a place, not to mention that we have not reaped any benefits, and you still make fun of me like this. ā€

"It's me who is wrong, Your Majesty. I bowed apologetically, and then retorted, "But this is not all useless Your Royal Highness, don't you sometimes pay for hire when you ask the Brute Hammer Dwarves to clean up the threat of black dragons? If you think this land is worthless, then let me do it a favor and give back to their original owners, the Brute Hammer Dwarves. ā€

"Oh, Your Highness, I'm just talking, don't take it seriously. ā€

Brian hurriedly waved his hand negatively. But I didn't want to let him go like that, yes, I was very unhappy that Deathwing's intimidation just now didn't make everyone smile.

"You know, Ronin and Winlessa are friends of the Hammer Dwarves, especially their newly elected king, like their comrade-in-arms Furstad, who has lived and died. If you don't take some benefits, it's hard for me to guarantee that the two of them won't snitch. I gave Sylvanas a glance and motioned for her to control her sister, and Beloved immediately understood her intentions, and Winresa finally didn't say anything under her tugging, and the words worked, frightening the dwarven general.

"Oh no, you are still the apprentice of my brother Muradin, and you can't do that without our interests in mind. ā€

"Yes, so I privately decided to leave this place to you, but the Alliance needs some steel to make armor. ā€

"Okay, I'll increase the supply. ā€

"Then on behalf of the Alliance, I would like to express my gratitude to you Ironforge Fort, of course I didn't say how much, I don't care if you can add a kilogram or a few tons. ā€

"Oh, that's right, okay, thank you then. ā€

The dwarven general was incoherent again, yes, I am not asking for your steel, but just the way he is amused by everyone, everyone has been through so much and it is time to relax.

Brian was furious again when he realized that I was not greedy for their benefit, but merely trying to tease him, but all it took was a good glass of wine for him to regain his calm and friendliness in no time.

"Actually, it's not up to me to decide where this land belongs, I think you should discuss with Stormwind City, after all, this is the Southern Continent, and it has nothing to do with us Lordaeron, but I think it's a good choice to include the Blackstone Mountain area in Stormwind City and the Barren Land into you, you used to demarcate it roughly like this. ā€

"That's how we want to restore our original territory," Brian said as he sipped his wine, "and I hope you'll join me in taking this offer to Stormwind." ā€

"Of course I will, I promised my sister to go back and meet him when the matter was over. When I said this, I couldn't help but think of the itinerary of another important person. Yes, I don't want to leave her in such a hurry" And Sylvanas, I hope you can also help me support the scene, after all, my sister has just married there, and she must want to have more relatives from the north..."

I said so, and Sylvanas gave me a pleasant answer after asking his captains with his eyes.

"Of course. We would also like to go to Stormwind to see the statue of my sister...."

"Very well," I smiled knowingly.

So my companions, guards, and mages and I set out on a journey to Stormwind, and the dwarves returned to Ironforge except for Brian and a few personal dwarven guards. Yes, they dwarves still don't want to participate in formal gatherings like the Terrans in their nature. Although it is likely that there will be a gift of wine when they arrive at their destination, why not when they return to their main city, and they can drink as much as they want, regardless of the etiquette.

I have to say that they are indeed a race that likes to be casual and not to be informal. Even though they had gone from being an absolute majority to a minority of the ranks, the dwarven generals were still as unconcerned as ever about talking to us about topics of interest to us, even if most of us weren't.

I seem to have a good topic in mind, such as his brother, who is also my master Muradin.

Apparently he told me everything about them very affectionately, even some of the trivial matters from childhood to adulthood, and I now see that he is a little skeptical that the dwarves are all so open-mouthed, and if Furstad was the same, I think Crassus's identity would have been exposed long ago.

But since he is, I can communicate with him about some sensitive things, such as asking him about another kind of Black Iron Dwarf.

"Oh, it's horrible. When I asked, the dwarven general suddenly looked terrified, even more terrifying than Deathwing. "Overnight, the whole country fell. ā€

"I've heard that you, along with the Brute Hammer, drove them to a corner, and then they tried to summon demons. I couldn't help but ask his expression, and he nodded.

"Not exactly!" we didn't drive them to their deaths. Instead, they were allowed to flee back to Thoreson, but they attacked the Brute Hammer of the Badlands again and again, and somehow learned to use some dark magic. Although they were finally wiped out by our joint efforts, they were not willing to fail, and after summoning demons in their hometown, they were destroyed.

He said, then shook his head, "Arthas, don't ask. No one wants to tell this tragic and frightening story. ā€

"Well, then let's talk about your hobby, why you focus on archaeological digs...", and we exchanged some information about them as we walked along. Yes, communicate with the dwarves, I'm afraid you talk to them for a year, and these guys are not too tired. And most importantly, even if you make fun of him, they don't hold grudges and care as much as other races.

Time was not rushed, we didn't book a tight schedule, and this kind of trip, which was almost no task for me, allowed me to do some things I wanted to do, such as spending the night with the people I liked.

Yes, my feelings for her have been known to my guards, and her feelings have also been known by the hundred or so rangers under her, although there are still those mages led by Luo Ning who do not know, but I don't want to deliberately hide my feelings with the rangers in front of these hundreds of mage apprentices, after all, they are my trusted troops after all.

So in order not to make them uncomfortable, I also try to let her and her sister and brother-in-law exchange their experiences with the mages more often, so as to bring them closer. As for the dwarves, they don't have to worry about it, because once they sleep peacefully, they snore like thunder, and they don't even know what's going on nearby.

It seemed good, but I was still a little hesitant to see her affectionate gaze when I was alone with my elf at night, yes, I was hesitant to tell him about the orc, especially since she sensed my thoughts.

"Arthas, you seem to have a lot of things to hide from me,"

"There are a lot of things I haven't had time to tell you, but I don't know where to start now. ā€

"Let's start with the Red Dragon Queen, I feel like she knows you very well, how did you know her? ā€

"Oh, what do you think, I don't know her at all. For Sylvanas's question, he couldn't help but shake his head and deny it. "I know some dragons, such as Rhea and Crassus, and a blue dragon Karegos, who is the main teacher of the group of mages. I've never seen any other dragons. I replied of course, but at the end of the day I couldn't help but think about the dream, whether I had actually seen the Green Dragon Queen and the voice of Alexstrasa, but she hadn't just transformed into a human form, and I couldn't compare their pitches.

It was the last thing that came to my mind that made me look like a liar. This inevitably made Sylvanas feel cold.

"Arthas!?"

Sylvanas gave me a complaining look, yes, she didn't want me to lie to her, and I immediately thought of a way to cope

"Actually, there's another lord named Presto, and his identity is supposed to be Deathwing. I shook my head in frustration. "He almost became the king of Alterac...."

"I see...," my beloved nodded, as if she could handle it, but then she leaned over to me and asked for more. "I want to know what you've experienced since I'm gone...."

"Yes, I'll tell you word for word. So I snuggled up with her and recounted the experience after she left.