"The Light ...... above"

The tavernkeeper's hands trembled as he took the gold from the guard's hand.

"Go ahead and get ready, but this companion of mine will follow you into your kitchen."

The royal guard of Lordaeron tucked the purse back into his waist and spoke to the tavernkeeper.

"No problem, no problem......"

The tavern owner was naturally full of promises - with the golden coins, let alone a look in the kitchen, even if this group of guests made a mess of their own kitchen, he had no complaints!

The tavernkeeper left happily, accompanied by a royal guard of Lordaeron, while Arthas sat opposite the Red Dragon Queen with Frost Grief.

"You guy, you come out and you won't bring money!"

Arthas said to the Red Dragon Queen angrily.

"Purr ......"

Apparently Arthas's criticism was not taken seriously by the Red Dragon Queen, who responded to Arthas with the sound of snorting and eating.

"Your Excellency, do you want to eat all this?"

Wen Lesa made it to the side of the Red Dragon Queen, holding her closely, and then looked at the various foods on the table and asked.

Beef in sauce, chicken stew with potatoes, pies, sandwiches......

Looking at the food placed in front of the Red Dragon Queen, Wen Lesa's saliva was about to flow out.

"Winlessa, you're here too! You can try it too! ”

The Red Dragon Queen was still very generous to Wen Leisa, and she invited Wen Leisa to taste the food together.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

Wen Lesa politely said thank you. Then unceremoniously munched on.

I paid for all the food!

- Arthas said angrily in his heart.

Just then, the tavern keeper and a royal guard of Lordaeron approached with a barrel of wine.

Picked up a wooden wine glass. Rinsing himself with water, Arthas picked up the cask with the wine and poured it for himself and Mograini.

"Tell me, Mograini, are you still happy with the Knights of the Silver Hand?"

Alsace tasted the wine in the tavern, not knowing if it was because it was watered or because it was poorly preserved. Anyway, this wine has a weird smell in it.

Of course, Arthas didn't expect the wine here to compare to that in the palace of Lordaeron, so he put down the wooden glass in his hand and asked Mograine, who was sitting across from him, with a smile.

"It's okay...... It's just that everyone misses their family in Lordaeron a little. ”

Mograini, of course, knew that Arthas was not asking him how he felt alone. He replied on behalf of the many Lordaeron paladins.

"That's a problem...... But it's not convenient to solve it for the time being, so I can only think of more ways from your vacation......"

Arthas groaned for a moment, then shook his head.

If the Knights of the Silver Hand were to be divided into two parts, the ones from Lordaeron would be stationed near the royal city of Lordaeron. Ones from Stormwind and elsewhere are stationed in the Alterac Valley. It's not impossible.

However, although it solves the problem of homesickness for Mograine, it is not conducive to the integration of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and at the same time, it will also weaken the control of the royal family of Lordaeron over this force directly under the Church.

This is certainly not what the kings of Arthas and Terenus wanted to see.

"Well, I know...... Let's not talk about our business, tell me about you, Prince Arthas, I heard about that fellow Muradin. On the first day you were your teacher, you taught you a lesson? ”

Mograini also vaguely knew the intentions of His Majesty King Terenus. So he avoided discussing the issue and instead laughed about his dwarven friend Muradin in common with Arthas? Copper whiskers.

"Haha...... The guy ...... Do you talk about things like this all over the place...... There is such a thing, but it is because he underestimates me too much. ”

Arthas replied with a smile.

"Then he's really self-inflicted. Uther still has a haunt in your strength and skill, and I don't know where you learned it. ”

Mograini said.

"Well...... I can only say that Her Excellency the Queen and Xiaoshuang have helped me a lot. ”

Arthas replied vaguely.

"Your Excellency and Lady Frost? That's really ......."

Mograine shook his head, he knew that the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourn were powerful, and it wouldn't be too surprising if they had any way to make Arthas as powerful as a monster.

"Did you see your family when you went back this time?"

Arthas asked Mograine with concern.

"Yes, His Royal Highness Prince Arthas. However, I have a small surprise! ”

Mograini replied with a smile.

"What?"

Arthas asked curiously.

"Your Royal Highness, Prince of Alsace, the last time you attended a jousting tournament, my son and daughter also went to see your watch with their mother. When I went back this time, the two little ones rushed to tell me about the battle! ”

Mograini said with a laugh.

"Really? That's really interesting...... I think it should be...... Renault and Sally, right? But I don't know they were there, otherwise I would have boasted to them about their father. ”

Arthas replied.

"Yes, they would be happy if they knew that Your Royal Highness knew their names!"

At the mention of his own children, Mograini smiled contentedly.

However, Arthas knew that Mograine's daughter was not his own, but his adopted daughter, the daughter of one of Mograine's comrades who died in the Orc War.

"By the way, I also met Tyran, the son of Tirio......"

Mograini said as he looked at Arthas.

"Oh, I know, my opponent at the end of the tournament. At this age, he's already a good knight, but ......"

Arthas, remembering the origin of the name, replied.

"But there's still no way to compare to you, Your Royal Highness? However, I heard that Tirio was very pleased with his son's appearance, and he said that it was impossible to defeat you. ”

Mograini said with a smile.

"Mistress Tirio would say something like that? It's a lot of fun......

A smile twinked at Arthas's lips.

In the original flow of time, Tirio? Ferding pursued Alsace from Lordaeron to Northrend, never to the death; I didn't expect him to say such a thing in the current flow of time.

"He was right...... So I am confident that this time, under the leadership of Your Royal Highness Prince Alsace, we will be able to defeat those trolls. Nothing can stop Lordaeron's army, and we will follow you to the death, Your Highness Prince Arthas! ”

Mograini drank the wine from the wooden glass, then said solemnly to Arthas. (To be continued......)