Arthas originally wanted the Red Dragon Queen to turn into a human form and then ride a war horse like himself, but the Red Dragon Queen decisively refused. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Arthas couldn't force it, so he could only let this guy follow the army and fly to the Wraith Lands.

"Your Excellency is very happy!"

Winresa gently urged her mount to catch up with Arthas, and said excitedly beside him.

"Really? Can you hear that? ”

Arthas looked at Winlessa suspiciously.

"Of course! My Excellency and I are good friends! ”

Winlesa gave Arthas a somewhat disgruntled look, as if she was very dissatisfied with his suspicions.

"Oh...... Well......"

Alsace doesn't deny this, probably because things gather people in groups, and the simple-minded Wen Lesa has a really good relationship with the stupid Red Dragon Queen.

"Arthas, after defeating the trolls this time, will you go back to Quel'Salas to have a look?"

Winlessa shifted the conversation away from the Red Dragon Queen, and asked Arthas expectantly.

"Maybe...... Why do you ask? ”

Arthas gave a noncommittal answer, then asked rhetorically.

"Because Quel'Salas is such a beautiful place, and if you get there, I can be your guide and show you the beautiful golden maple groves!"

Wen Lesa is very proud of her hometown.

"Then I'm looking forward to it...... But Winletsa, are you so sure we can defeat the trolls? Your people have been doing nothing about these guys for thousands of years! ”

Arthas smiled, with the relationship between Quel'Salas and Lordaeron so strained, only the naïve Winlessa would make such an invitation to Arthas.

However, Arthas didn't plan to preach anything to Winlessa, is there anything wrong with an innocent High Elf girl who continues to be innocent like this?

"Of course, because the commander this time is you, Arthas! And Sister Aurelia, Your Excellency the Queen, Lady Frost, Sister Sylvanas, and Gianna and I are helping you! ”

A sweet smile appeared on Wen Lesa's face.

"Yes, yes, Arthas, I'm pretty good!"

Gianna interjected on the side, not wanting Arthas to think of herself as a weak woman, but eager to show how strong she was as a mage.

A girl in love always wants her lover to see her best side, doesn't she?

"Okay, I know...... But Gianna, how are you doing with your fireball skills? ”

With a smile on his lips, Arthas chatted with Gianna like this, reminding him of a relaxed and free life he had in the original time stream.

Of course, Arthas probably knew Gianna better than Gianna herself, after all, in the original time flow, the two of them had intimate contact with less than zero physical distance.

"Fire ...... Fireball ......"

Gianna's face froze, and her fair cheeks showed an embarrassed expression.

Her family knew her own affairs, and although Wen Lesa still didn't understand what was going on, Gianna knew that offensive spells like fireball happened to be her worst field.

"I ...... My 'Sheep Transformation Technique' and 'Flashing Technique' have even been praised by Archmage Kael'thas of it! ”

Although Arthas asked about the sore spots, Gianna didn't intend to expose her weaknesses in front of the people she cared about, and she said to him.

"Kael'thas ?"

Arthas listened to Gianna's words and subconsciously frowned.

"Well, Archmage Kael'thas is a member of the Kenrito Council and a good friend of Mr. Antonidas...... He is also the prince of Quel'Salas, and he is a very powerful mage! ”

Gianna said to Arthas.

"Well, Prince Kael'thas is amazing! But Gianna, you don't have to be discouraged, he is so powerful mainly because he lives for a long time, if Gianna works hard, you will definitely be able to surpass him! ”

Wen Lesa said as she spoke.

After living in Lordaeron with her two sisters for six years, Winlessa has never been indifferent to Quel'Salas, but she is no longer so in awe of the royal family and the Silvermoon Council.

Wen Lesa said this to comfort her good friend Gianna, but she forgot that she would not have met Arthas without Kael'thas's orders.

"I know who Kael'thas is...... That guy ......."

Arthas said unceremoniously, but only at the beginning, and then paused.

"That...... Guy? ”

Winesa's eyes widened—even if she was as dull as she was, she could tell from Arthas's mouth his displeasure with Kael'thas.

"Arthas, have you seen Archmage of Kael'thas yet?"

Gianna didn't hear this, in her eyes, Arthas was always so modest, she was just curious where Arthas had heard the name of Archmage Kael'thas.

He ...... I ......"

Arthas stammered, but finally shook his head helplessly.

Arthas did have some resentment with Kael'thas and in the original stream of time, two people with very similar names were also enemies.

Arthas captured Kael'thas's homeland, razed most of Silvermoon to the ground, polluted the Sunwell, the High Elves relied on for their survival, and dismantled Kael'thas's father, Anastrian Sunstrider.

Of course, Kael'thas could not tolerate such behavior, and his hatred of Arthas naturally had a reason, but Arthas was dissatisfied with him......

In fact, the first confrontation between Arthas and Kael'thas had nothing to do with the position of humans and the High Elves, nor did it have anything to do with the identities of both parties, simply because of ......

Jaina.

That's right, it's Gianna.

The tragedy of his life begins when Kyl'Thas Sunstrider, who was thousands of years old Gianna, forgets the boundaries of age and falls in love with this lively, beautiful human mage apprentice.

Because Gianna didn't like him, but fell in love with Arthas, who was also human.

Kael'thas is several times stronger than Alsace, but in the face of love, such a comparison of strength is meaningless.

Gianna finally chose to be with Arthas, and Kael'thas began a life of being robbed of his precious things by Arthas.

From Gianna, whom Kael'thas loved, to his country, his father, and his people......

Arthas took everything Kael'thas had and finally took the last of Kael'thas dignity in Northrend, with the crushing power of Frostmourn - the haughty mage and prince had to flee in disgrace in the face of Frostmourn's power.