Unwilling to and did not have time to observe a moment of silence for the slaughtered fishmen, Arthas decided to speed up his pace and try to reach Grimbaatar before dark. There, I don't know how many difficulties await them. And, to know more about the conspiracy behind the Red Dragon Mist, it's not just something that can be done by breaking into Grimbaatar, Arthas has a hunch that they're going to encounter a formidable enemy here—the kind that requires Frostmourn's action to defeat.

Arthas turned and urged Frostmourn, who was grinding in place, to get out of here - no need to think about it, this guy must be secretly devouring the souls of those dead fishmen. Arthas suddenly felt stupid - why bother to analyze this and that? Wouldn't it be nice to just let Frost Sorrow search for soul memories?

Frostmourn squirmed and stopped absorbing those souls, and suddenly grabbed Arthas violently, shouting, "Oh master, there is an enemy coming!" While shouting, Frost Sorrow raised his little white hand and danced in the air a few times, and a faint blue light curtain enveloped Arthas and the others.

At the critical moment, Frost Grief is still very clear about the situation. Even if she usually sneered at Wen Lessa, wishing that this woman who had inexplicable thoughts about her master would die immediately, but at this time, Frost Grief understood that instead of abandoning Wen Lesa and letting her be killed by the enemy, she would provoke a reprimand from her master...... Although the master will not do anything to himself, and he will not have a bad attitude towards himself because of this, it is better to protect this annoying woman, and then use this to ask the master for credit, in exchange for a touch of the head is more realistic.

Frost Sorrow was a good idea, but unfortunately the enemy's attack never came. But Arthas didn't think Frostmourn was overly nervous, for a red dragon was hovering above the heads of the four men, its wings flapping, and its eyes the size of brass bells were fixed on Arthas's group on the ground.

"Strange...... Why didn't this red dragon attack us? Arthas muttered. Master, let Frost catch it so we can find out where that damn Grimbaatar is. Frost's sorrow volunteered to fight.

"Wait......" Arthas hurriedly stopped Frost Sorrow, who was eager to try. The little prince understood that Frost Sorrow must have been too greedy to pay attention to the vigilance around him, so he let the red young dragon take advantage of the loophole and quietly flew over the heads of the four without Frost Sorrow noticing.

Dragons and humans, although very different, are both intelligent creatures. Arthas seemed to see sadness and sorrow in the eyes of the red dragon. At the same time, the young dragon did not attack when Arthas and the others did not react, which made Arthas feel that maybe he could talk to this young dragon.

Both Winlessa and Mograine raised their weapons nervously, the golden light covering Mograine's two-handed longsword, and Winlessa's longbow was tied to an arrow. In the midst of this tense tension, Arthas suddenly took two steps forward and said to the red young dragon, "Hello? ”

Wen Lesa thinks that the little / Lust / ghost must be crazy, and in order to prevent Arthas from being sprayed like Drake like Drake, Wen Lesa decides to pull the little child back. But just as she was about to make a move, Winlesa was stopped by Frost Grief. The little magic sword's somewhat cold hand gripped Wen Lesa's wrist tightly.

"Frost ...... Lady? "Wen Lesa didn't feel how much force Frost Grief had exerted, but the coldness that came from her wrist seemed to hit the High Elf Ranger in the heart, making her incapacitated." With Xiaoshuang here, the master will be fine. You just watch from the sidelines, and don't get in the way of your master's business. Frost Sorrow said coldly.

"But...... But ......" Winlessa didn't care too much about Frost's indifference to her—she was used to it, and it would be unbelievable if one day Frost's Sorrow suddenly became enthusiastic about her! Weenlesa was just more concerned about the safety of Arthas.

"With Xiaoshuang here, the master will be fine." Frost Sorrow's expressionless emperor repeated, letting go of Wen Lessa's wrist. It seemed that at this moment, his soul returned to his body, and Winlesa was free, but instinctively surrendered to Frost's sad words, and did not stop him, but watched with some concern as Arthas and the red young dragon that was a behemoth compared to humans stared at each other.

Hearing Arthas's greeting, the red dragon flapped its wings slowly and landed in front of everyone. Arthas even noticed that the young red dragon moved as much as he could, so as not to step on the bones of the fishmen on the ground.

The Red Dragon's action made Arthas feel very strange, and the little prince couldn't help but ask again, "Hello...... Are you from Northrend? The strange behavior of the red dragon in front of him made it difficult for Arthas to believe that it belonged to the orcs, so Arthas instinctively believed that this red dragon, like Crassus, belonged to the camp that leaned towards humans.

"Northrend?" The young red dragon spoke, his tone full of doubt, "That's where the rest of our kind live, right?" I've never been there and I don't know what it's like...... The Queen's mission is not yet complete, and Taran forbids us to leave Grimbaatar without permission. ”

"Taran?" Arthas became a little wary - if memory serves, Taran was the same giant red dragon that had attacked Crassus that night. "Yes, Taran, he's the Queen's bodyguard...... But unlike me, he's a dragon...... Much bigger than me...... Oh yes, humans, why are you here? ”

When Arthas learned that the young dragon belonged to the orc camp, he became wary and did not answer its question. Immediately after, the red young dragon hurriedly said, "No matter what you want to do, let's get out of here quickly...... The queen has given the order that we must kill every human ...... we see."

When the red dragon said this, Wenlesa and Mograine were nervous. Arthas was very bold, and couldn't help but ask, "Since your queen has such an order, why didn't you attack us?" There was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the red young dragon, and he opened his mouth full of sharp teeth slightly, shook off his tail with a bone hammer behind him, and said a little sadly: "I...... I just think...... It's not right to do that......"