"Where to take it?" Red asked, confused.

"Anywhere!" Zuhed said impatiently - this is a critical time, he doesn't have the time to coax the Black Hand brother like a child.

After dropping these words, Zuhd followed behind Grom, lifted the curtain, and entered Guldan's camp.

The light in the tent was dim, except for a few green glowing phosphor fires on the ceiling, and Zuhd could barely see the figure of Gul'dan sitting in the corner of the tent, only the two red glowing eyes.

"Gul'dan! Something is wrong! Grimbaato's red dragon is out of the Dragon's Throat Clan's control! This group of waste actually let the leaders of the group of red dragons run out! Grom couldn't do much of it, and shouted as soon as he entered.

"Boom...... Grom, you don't need to say more, I already know about it. Gul'dan's voice came from the corner of the tent.

Grom and Zuhd were stunned - after leaving the Red Willow Forest outside the Dammod Fortress, the two of them rushed back to the orc camp in Palatin Bay with the Warsong Clan and a few survivors of the Dragonthroat Clan and the Blacktooth Clan almost non-stop, but how could Gul'dan already know about this?

"Guldan...... Can you really be a prophet? Grom asked, confused.

"Boom...... Of course not, look, who is this? Gul'dan's strange laughter was still harsh, but Zuhd and Grom's eyes were focused on the familiar figure slowly emerging from the shadows.

"Tyrone? Bloodseeker? Grom's exclamation rang out.

"Hey...... I say...... Where's my meal? I'm starving! The Red Dragon Queen grumbled dissatisfiedly.

"That...... Your Excellency, I have already told someone to do it...... You're asking too much. So take a little time......" King Solas stood at the door of his palace chamber and explained to the Red Dragon Queen once more.

For Arthas, he was accustomed to seeing powers beyond the Red Dragon Queen. Even he himself has become a Lich King with more than mortal strength, so he can be calm when facing the Red Dragon Queen.

But King Terenus and King Solas are different, their understanding of legendary power is at most the level of Archmage Antonidas, and it is difficult for them to put on a stand as kings for the godlike Red Dragon Queen.

But what made King Solas laugh was what he couldn't laugh about. Walking from the gates of Riptide Castle to the palace, the Red Dragon Queen, who had kicked her gates, had asked herself a dozen times where her meal was, even though there was some stored food in the palace. But it will take some time to get it!

"King Solas, you don't have to worry about her...... Time is pressing, so let's start discussing things as much as possible! "Alsace starred in the construction of the road.

"yes, okay." King Solas glanced at Arthas. Then he led the people into the chamber of the palace.

It's been a long way. Arthas found that the facilities in Fort Rapids were much inferior to those of Lordaeron's royal city, and it was more like the military district of Lordaeron's royal city than a royal capital.

But King Soras's palace was much more opulent than King Terenus's palace, the home of Arthas, and if nothing else, the hall was filled with a large oak table and Chen Zhe's beautifully upholstered chairs neatly placed on the sides of the table. Overhead is a colorful glazed ceiling, and under the ceiling is a crystal chandelier. The glow of magic illuminated the hall as if it were day.

You know, the Arathi Heights have always been known for their lack of magicians and priests, and it is said that the mages of Dalaran are not willing to serve the Torbane family, so much arcane dust and magic dust, I don't know how much money it will cost to get them.

It wasn't until he took his seat at the table that Arthas was still touching the silky silk fabric on the soft chair and sighed - such a top-quality silk velvet could not be made by the mills of the Arathi Heights at all, but was produced in the hills of Hillsbrad and specially supplied to the palace of Lordaeron, I don't know which guy secretly sold these fabrics to the Torbane family, and it must have been sold for a lot of money! When he returned, he had to be examined by Lord Alfonso, Chancellor of the Exchequer—but perhaps it was the Lord himself who sold it—Arthas guessed maliciously, and he seemed to see the look of intoxication on his face when he saw the gold coin.

"Gold is the most precious of commodities, gold is wealth, and whoever possesses it will receive the qiē he needs in the world, and at the same time obtain the means to save the soul from purgatory and restore the soul to the pleasures of heaven." - These are the exact words of the Lord Alfonso, if King Solas paid a lot of money to buy it, that Lord will definitely not refuse! - Arthas thought.

"Arthas? King Solas is talking to you. King Terenus looked at his son and raised his voice slightly.

"Huh? What the? Arthas came back to his senses, looked at King Solas who was sitting on the main seat, and quickly pulled out the arm that was held by Frost Sorrow from the two soft balls, then stood up, bowed slightly apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty King Solas, I was thinking about things just now, what did you say?" ”

Although it was a faux pas not to answer King Solas's words in time, it would be even more rude to find some excuse to excuse him, and Arthas simply admitted his mistake.

"It's all right, Prince Arthas. I was just talking to your father that it was thanks to you that I was able to save Fort Riptide and the civilians here. I am so envious and jealous that Tyrenus can have such a wonderful heir! King Solas laughed.

"Where, where." Arthas also replied with a smile, "King Solas, you are serious. This time, Fort Riptide was able to survive thanks to the heroic resistance of you, your guards, and the civilians under your rule, so that Fort Riptide was able to hold out under the siege of more than 50,000 orcs until the arrival of reinforcements. ”

Although these scenes are not to Arthas's liking, he has become more tactful, or rather, more like a politician after a life experience, and his face does not blush when he says such flattering words.

"Haha, yes, boy, very good at talking, Terenus, I'm getting more and more envious of you!" King Solas slapped the table and laughed.

King Terenus didn't speak, just watched his son's performance—Soras, of course; Arthas is my son, and besides, he is no ordinary child! - King Terenus's gaze was deep and long, as if it contained a long and long time. (To be continued......)