"You...... Who are you? ”

Tyrande looked at the woman in the blue dress in front of her, and asked timidly--she probably guessed that the woman in front of her should be the blue dragon, but Tyrande was still holding the sleeping Mr. Arthas in her arms, and she didn't dare to stand up-and, besides, the blue dragon lady with a smile on her face should not be a bad person, right?

"Sindagosa."

Tyrande heard the Blue Dragon Lady say this—the young Priestess of the Moon had a lot of questions to ask, but for some reason, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and despite Tyrande's efforts to lift her eyelids, she was ultimately unable to do anything and lost consciousness in a trance.

"Original...... This is how the real face of the host is......"

Sindagossa half-crouched down in front of Tyrande, gently stroking the short blonde hair of the sleeping Arthas, her blue eyes shining strangely, and muttered.

……

After a day and a night of turbulence, Arthas could finally find a chance to rest - the feeling of riding a Nightblade leopard, although it was relatively new at first, soon Alsace realized that perhaps due to the difference in physiology, riding such a large leopard was not as comfortable as riding a horse.

In addition, Arthas did feel very tired from the Night Elves' schedule, so when he stopped to rest, he barely needed much time to lie on Frost Sorrow's lap and fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Arthas felt as if someone was shaking him. So he awoke from his slumber and opened his eyes, only to find that he was not lying on Frost's sad lap.

"Tyrande...... Lady? ”

Arthas was stunned. He blinked, puzzled—for some reason—Arthas found himself lying on his back, from the bottom up, just in time to see Tyrande's head slightly bowed through the moon-white priestly robes.

What's going on? How did he lie on Tyrande's lap? What about Xiaoshuang? Where did she go? - With this question in mind, Arthas was going to sit up. Take a look at it.

"The Night Elf is asleep now, master."

A gentle voice rang in Arthas's ears, and he sat up. Turning his head, he saw a blue-haired woman staring at him - Arthas was sure he had never seen the woman with blue hair, blue eyes, and blue skirt in front of him, but he thought the other person seemed familiar - I don't know if it was because of the horned headdress on the other's head, which resembled the Red Dragon Queen, or for some other reason......

"Frosty?"

Arthas asked at first, puzzled—in his impression. Only one woman will call herself master...... But that's not right, is it? I woke up from a sleep. How did Xiaoshuang change? Even the sound is different from the original, huh?

"Hey! Master! Frost is here! ”

Sure enough, Arthas soon heard the familiar voice of his own, and the little magic sword came out of nowhere, grabbed Arthas's arm, and hung on him, protesting very dissatisfied.

"I'll just say, Xiaoshuang, you definitely won't change your appearance suddenly...... But...... What the hell is going on? ”

Arthas glanced at Frost Sorrow, who was sulking beside him, and then at the woman in front of him who looked somewhat familiar. He looked again at Malfurion, Illidan, and Tyrande, who were scattered around the glade, and did not know whether they were asleep or fainted. Arthas rubbed his sleepy eyes, which were still a little sleepy—who would explain to himself in this short period of time...... What's going on?

"Master, I'm Sindagosa! It's me...... Don't you remember? ”

Seeing Arthas's puzzled expression, the woman quickly pointed to her nose and explained to Arthas.

Sindar ...... Goussa? ”

Arthas repeated the name in a low voice, then looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him with an expectant expression...... He felt like his brain was running out of ideas.

Arthas remembered the name Sindagosa, of course, the first dead blue dragon he had awakened in the Dragon's Sleep Wilderness of Northrend...... But Arthas remembered that Sindagossa was supposed to be a frost dragon made of bones, but now ...... What's the deal with this woman?

"You mean...... Are you Sindagosa? The blue dragon? ”

Arthas hesitated, then asked.

"That's right! That's me! ”

Sindagosa nodded repeatedly, her face shining with joy.

"Wait...... Wrong...... If you are Sindagosa, then why do you know who I am? Why do you call me master? ”

Arthas looked at Sindagossa in amazement, amazed at her transformation from a bone dragon to a beautiful woman now, but he soon realized that something wasn't quite right—it wasn't the same time he had traveled to with Frost Sorrow, it was 10,000 years ago!

10,000 years ago, Sindagossa should have been just an ordinary blue dragon, a bit of a bizarre story at best...... But why did she know herself? Apparently he was thrown here 10,000 years later by the damned eternal dragon Mnozdor...... And according to the development in this time stream, even if Sindagosa could live to 10,000 years, she shouldn't know anything about Icecrown Fortress!

"Because you were my master! Odd...... Have you forgotten when you were the Lich King, master? ”

Sindagossa walked up to Arthas and touched his forehead with her hand, as if to see if he had become as strange as he was because of life.

"Wait...... Xiaoshuang, what's going on? Why would she know ......"

Arthas felt Sindagoza's soft hand resting on his forehead, a feeling of warmth that was very different from Frost Sorrow's cold body; But what made Arthas care more was the words of Sindagossa - from the body of this blue dragon, Arthas did not feel any breath of the undead, so ...... What's going on here?

"Xiaoshuang doesn't know, maybe this guy is a liar...... Master, let's ignore her and just send her away. ”

Frost Sorrow hugged Arthas's arm tightly, looked at Sindagossa in front of him, and said deliberately. (To be continued.) )