"Don't bother, we're ......"

Arthas wanted to excuse himself, but before he could finish speaking, Tyrande had already trotted towards a staircase in the distance, and soon disappeared in front of Arthas, forcing him to swallow himself halfway through his words.

……

"It's so small here! Not as big as the master's tent in Silisus! ”

As soon as Tyrande was gone, Frost Sorrow jumped onto the not-so-spacious bed in the small room, shook off her two smooth calves peeking out from under her blue skirt, and pouted.

"Really? Doesn't Frost like it here? I don't really like ...... either So we need to complete the mission of thwarting the Burning Legion as soon as possible, and then return to the original time stream! I don't know what that eternal dragon means...... By the way, Xiaoshuang, I passed out that day...... Did the Eternal Dragon tell you anything else? ”

Arthas sat down in a strangely shaped chair in the room, and then asked Frostgrief - he had just said that he wanted to leave a message for his father that day before he fainted, and woke up ten thousand years ago...... I don't know if anything happened after that.

"Oh, master, you fainted all of a sudden, and then Xiaoshuang wanted to beat that annoying guy, but he said that the master had come 10,000 years ago, and it would be terrible if Xiaoshuang didn't come over immediately, so Xiaoshuang didn't have time to teach him a lesson, so he was teleported to the master!"

Frostmourn realizes that Arthas is not seated on the bed, and jumps to the ground unhappily. Then he ran to Arthas's side, sat on his master's lap, and moved his fart/thigh. Adjust a position that makes her feel comfortable, and then say in a coquettish voice.

"And then? Did he say anything? For example, how can we go back to the original flow of time? ”

Arthas didn't expect such a story, and he hurriedly asked.

"I think I said it! The guy said that as long as we stopped the Burning Legion invasion, we would be able to go back...... How the hell are you going to get back...... Xiaoshuang doesn't know yet! ”

Frost Sorrow leaned into Arthas's arms, humming comfortably with her eyes closed.

"Alas, what a trouble...... But if it's against the Burning Legion, it's not like we can't help...... Small frost. Do you know how the Burning Legion invaded this world at this time? ”

Arthas hugged Frostmourn from behind and rested his chin on the top of the little magic sword's head. Gently rubbing her smooth black hair, he asked softly.

"Xiaoshuang doesn't know ...... either"

Frost Sorrow said with some regret - although she had devoured many demon souls, most of them were in the time of the Lich King, ten thousand years ago...... What the hell is going on in this world. Frost Sorrow really doesn't have that long memory.

"Alas. That's not a clue......"

Arthas sighed, and was about to say something, when he heard a brisk footstep - he looked up, and saw Tyrande appear at the door of the room, still holding a large tray in his hand.

"Mr. Arthas, Ms. Frost...... What are you talking about? ”

Tyrande walked into the room, and in the fluorescent blue light of the room, he placed the tray of food on the small wooden table in the room. Then he clapped his hands and asked curiously.

"We're talking about what we've seen along the way. It's a beautiful world,"

Arthas, of course, wouldn't tell Tyrande and Coil, he replied with a smile, and patted Frost's Sorrow to let the little magic sword come down from his body.

"That's right...... By the way, I brought some bread, water, and fruit, I don't know if you are used to eating ......"

Tyrande nodded thoughtfully, then sat down across from Arthas, and said with some concern.

"Of course, of course."

Arthas hurriedly said - he is not a picky man, he can eat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and it is not impossible to eat coarse tea and light rice - although the royal family of Lordaeron has always been known for its wealth, his father, King Terenus, never thought of educating his son to be a wine bag and a rice bag.

Truth be told, though, the food Tyrande brought over was quite to Arthas's liking - I don't know if it was because the fruit growing near the Night Elves' homes was particularly delicious, or because Arthas had eaten too much dry food during the human and dwarven expeditions in Kalimdor.

Tasting the food that Tyrande brought, Arthas couldn't help but feel the magic of the Night Elf race - it was far tens of thousands of years earlier than the appearance of humans, and such a civilized kingdom was born at such an early time - no wonder when the Burning Legion invaded, the human kingdom was very difficult to deal with, but in the end, the attack of the Burning Legion, even under the leadership of the powerful polluter Akmund, was finally blocked by the army of the Night Elves in front of the World Tree's defense.

Tasting the puffy bread, Arthas glanced at Tyrande, only to notice that the beautiful Night Elf's crimson lips twitched slightly, as if he was about to say something.

"Lady Tyrande, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Arthas put down the food in his hand and asked Tyrande carefully.

"Ahh That is true...... I would like to say...... Mr. Arthas, have you been to many places on the mainland? If you may, can you tell me about the scenery of the rest of the place and the people who live there? I've always been curious about these things, but I haven't had a chance to go there and see them......"

Tyrande seemed a little embarrassed, but she asked Arthas sincerely.

"Absolutely...... Just Ms. Tyrande, where do you want to start? ”

Arthas nodded kindly.

"So...... So let's start with Mr. Arthas, your kingdom of mankind? Where is your kingdom of mankind? I have a map, but there's still a big blank space on it...... The merchant who sold me this map said that there are many places in the world that we Night Elves haven't discovered, and I've always been curious about them......"

Tyrande seemed to be prepared, and she happily took out a small leather map from a small waist bag on her waist, carefully spread it out in front of Arthas, and then said with anticipation.

"That's right, our human kingdom should be in ...... Well? ”

Arthas took the map from Tyrande's hand, and wanted to casually point out a place far away from the realm of the Night Elves and say that it was the kingdom of mankind, but when he took a serious look at the contents of the map, he couldn't help but exclaim. (To be continued......)