"Alsace, Arthas! Wake up! It's too late! A hurried cry woke Arthas from his slumber. Strange, when do I need to sleep? Arthas muttered, surveying his surroundings. The strange and strange in front of him, the huge soft bed with gold-trimmed white gauze, the long sword and shield with the royal insignia of Lordaeron hanging at the head of the bed, and the walnut furniture, Arthas was stunned - aren't these already in ruins? Arthas looked down at his body in confusion, and he was surprised to find that he had become a young child. What's going on, please continue to read on the Bokan Novel Network......

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What is it? Oh, by the way, the giant sword that has accompanied me for seven years, the voice that haunts me. Frost Sorrow! If you go back more than twenty years ago, what about Frost Sorrow? And came back with him? No, it can't be, it's only the soul that comes back instead of the body, so it means that Frost Sorrow can't come. So, where is she now? Still on the shores of Northrend? Arthas suddenly felt empty in his heart.

Seeing that his friend was in a daze again, Ureon shook him and said, "It's too late, Arthas, come with me!" With that, please continue to read more on Bokan's novel website......