"You...... You know what! Xiaoshuang is not because of nervousness! Little frost is because ...... Not nervous anyway! ”

Frostmourn stood close to Arthas, hearing Tyrande say this, and quickly denied it.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoshuang, whatever you say, it's what you say...... Ms. Tyrande, why should we stop? ”

Arthas patted Frost's sad head, and then looked around them—they were now in a small clearing in the forest, surrounded by towering ancient trees; Arthas didn't think it was sunset yet, but Malfurion, Illidan, and Tyrande seemed to stop in unison, and the other two Nightbladed Leopards were lying on the ground.

"These Nightblade leopards need rest, and after running through the woods for so long, they can't hold on...... Moreover, I need to get in touch with my companions, and only if we find them will we not get lost in this wood. ”

Malfurion walked over to this side, heard Arthas's question, and answered it by the way.

"How do you get in touch?"

Arthas asked with interest - as a paladin and former Lich King, he knew a little about the powers of light, arcane, and shadow, but the druids were still a relatively foreign power to him.

"We have a special way of communicating."

Malfurion frowned—not that he felt the need to hide something from Arthas, but he didn't know how to explain it—and the young druid walked over to an oak tree and gently placed his palm on its trunk. I closed my eyes.

"What is he doing?"

Arthas looked at Malfurion's strange movements and expressions, and asked Tyrande beside him, a little puzzled.

"Malfurion is communicating with the trees! Through these trees, his consciousness can expand far, far away. and communicate with other animals, druids, and plants...... It's a powerful spell! ”

Tyrande introduced Arthas with an excited face.

"I think Malfurion is contacting Mr. Cenarius...... Such a big thing has happened here, and according to his character, it is impossible not to consult with Mr. Cenarius. ”

Illidan walked over and said to Arthas.

"Do you mean the king of the forest?"

Arthas nodded, indicating that he knew who Cenarius was—he was somewhat interested in a god he had never met in person—but not much, as Arthas felt that the god was no match for the Red Dragon Queen and Ragnaros, the Firelord of Fire.

"Yes. Mr. Alsace...... Do you humans know his name too? ”

Tyrande asked with some excitement.

"Well, our country and trolls are very close, you know. They all like to live in the forest...... There are some trolls who believe in the King of the Forest, but this is just a rumor and has not been confirmed. ”

Arthas replied - he was talking about ten thousand years from now, of course, but it was clear that Illidan and Tyrande could not tell the difference between truth and falsehood.

"I think it's going to take a while for Malfurion to complete his spells...... But our captives seem to be waking up...... Do you have something to say to him? ”

Illidan nodded. Then he looked at Arthas and asked.

……

When Cortalos? When Rafincrest opened his eyes. Before he could see what was in front of him, he felt a slight ache in the back of his neck—the owner of Crowcastle subconsciously wanted to touch the back of his head, only to find that his hands and feet were trapped.

Cortalos aware of this? Rafincrest looked around carefully - he found himself tied up with a rope, leaning on a nightbladed leopard resting lazily on the ground, and in front of him, a few somewhat unfamiliar faces—Kotaros? Rafincrest watched for a long time before he could barely recognize one of them.

"You're Illidan of the Fury Winds! Brat...... Do you know what the crime of kidnapping the owner of Blackcrow Castle is! ”

Cortalos? Rafincrest looked at Illidan angrily and roared loudly.

"Of course I do. Rafincrest, I'm not a fool...... It's just that. It's urgent, and you don't believe us, so we have to resort to the most drastic measures. ”

Illidan shook his head and said.

"Bastard! Let me go now, Illidan, and when I get to Crows, I can consider not executing you, and your brother! And also...... And the sacrifice of that Moon Temple! ”

Cortalos? Rafincrest seemed to be a little out of rage, and despite being bound up, he still roared loudly, completely oblivious to his current status as a "captive".

What's more, Cortalos? Rafincrest had apparently forgotten that he was nothing more than a nobleman in Crowcastle - for Malfurion and Illidan, Kotalos? Rafincrest was qualified to punish them, but for Tyrande, who belonged to the Temple of the Moon...... Cortalos? Rafincrest was not in a position to ignore the power of the many sacrifices of the Temple of the Moon to hold Tyrande directly accountable.

But Illidan didn't think of this - for him, Tyrande's safety was obviously more important than that of Kotaros? The nobleman Rafincrest was impressed with him, and he immediately sank his face and turned to Malfurion—of course, the young Night Elf did not forget to wave his hand at Arthas, signaling that he would be handed over to him as a captive.

……

Arthas, of course, didn't know what Illidan was thinking, but he understood the gesture - and Arthas walked to Kotalos? In front of Rafinclrest, he crouched down and stared at this night elf nobleman with a bit of a temper.

The Night Elves are similar in appearance to the High Elves - but that's just the same, the Night Elves have darker complexions, and the High Elves are much fairer than humans; In other aspects, whether it is ears, eyes, clothing, or customs, there is a big gap between the two.

"You wicked alien! In what way did you fool these young men into using them for you? ”

Cortalos? Rafincrest glared at Arthas—he subconsciously thought that the young men in Sulama City would not betray him, and it must have been the evil fellows of this race he had never seen before who had bewitched them and made them misjudge.

"Bewitchment, Rafincrest...... As I said before, I am from the kingdom of men, and the reason why I am here for you is to help you Night Elves survive a crisis. ”

Arthas said, shaking his head. (To be continued......)