"Marlon, you guys...... Did you come to ask my father for help? ”

Arthas suddenly asked—Malone noticed that the muscles on his face were still trembling slightly with anger, and it seemed that the tragedy that had happened in a foreign country had touched Arthas, who had grown up in the greenhouse of the royal palace.

"It can be said that we need the kingdom of Lordaeron, His Majesty King Terenus to provide us with food, water, and shelter, and we also need weapons and armor to arm our soldiers and regroup; But we are also here to warn - the orcs will not stop their aggression, they will soon be heading north, they will set foot on the land of Lordaeron...... Together with your army, we will wipe out this group of greenskins. ”

Malone explained to Arthas that the refugees of Stormwind were not exactly a burden, and without these people, there would be no Anduin. The brave and skilled soldiers under the command of Lothar may pay several times more in the war with the orcs.

"Ma Long, what you said, my father will definitely satisfy you! He's the one I've ever seen...... The wisest of sovereigns! Together, we're sure to make those orcs look good! ”

Arthas shook his little fist and said aloud - he had intended to use the term "green-skinned crumbs" like Marlon, and the term he heard from his new friend made him feel fresh and relieved; But considering that his sister is on the side...... Arthas instinctively put away the thought of swearing.

"Hah! Of course, I know the prestige of His Majesty King Terenus, but ...... Alsace. Have you seen any other monarchs? ”

Marlon couldn't help but joke with Lordaeron's little prince.

"I didn't ...... Not...... I've only seen my father a king......"

Alsace looked a little embarrassed—his father had always been a tall figure in his mind, but when Malone said this, he wondered if his use of the word "most" was inappropriate.

"Nope. Two...... You yourself, Arthas, you will be a good king in the future, just like your father. ”

Malone patted Alsace's still slightly immature shoulder, and said sincerely--if those mistakes hadn't happened, if someone could have been around Arthas to give him a little guidance, if Arthas's teacher Uther had not been so rigid and unkind...... Marlon believed that Arthas would lead the subjects of the kingdom of Lordaeron on a different path.

"Hmmm! I will! If those orcs dared to set foot on the sacred land of Lordaeron...... I went to war. Fight with them! ”

Arthas said courageously, looking into Malone's eyes with a hint of wistfulness—he had a good impression of the guest from the south. Now there was even more adoration - no one had ever said such words of encouragement to him, his mother, his court teacher...... Everyone is praising his father, but only Malone. only to compare him to his father.

"Speak big again...... Alsace, you haven't started learning to use a sword yet, have you? ”

Kalia finally found her chance to interject. She whispered a reminder to her brother.

"I ...... I'm learning now! ”

Arthas realized that this was indeed a problem, and he grabbed his hair before speaking firmly.

"With whom do you learn from? Mistress Mograine or Mistress Rivendell? Or is it...... Tirio at Madenhold Castle in Hearthvae? Lord Fordin? Arthas, you have to discuss this matter with your father, and he will tell you the right choice. ”

Kalia said with some embarrassment - she knew that her father had not yet arranged for Arthas to be a sword teacher, and she had a few candidates in mind, but in the end she had to obey his father's decision.

Alexandros? Mograine served in the Royal Guard of Lordaeron and was one of several chief guards. He was also a famous nobleman, and his reputation for bravery had already spread throughout the north.

Baron Rivendell is lord of the Knights of Stratholme. Isn't he like Alexandros? Mograine was just as good at fighting, but his reputation for fencing even reached the ears of Calia, who had lived in the palace of Lordaeron for a long time.

As for Tirio at Madenhold Castle in Hearthvale? Ferding and Alexandros? Mograini was also a brave nobleman, and even more commendable was his devout belief in the Light, and all the noble qualities that a nobleman should have—Kalia herself preferred the last option, she thought Tirio? Master Fording will surely be able to make a good influence on his brother Arthas.

"Does it have to be these people?"

Calia's words seemed to bother Arthas, and he said with some embarrassment.

"Huh? Do you have a better candidate in Alsace? ”

Kalia asked in surprise.

"Isn't he?"

Arthas asked tentatively, pointing at Marlon.

Ma Long originally listened to this pair of siblings chatting, and when he heard those familiar names, he was sighing, but he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, the topic was shifted to himself.

"Me? I'm going to be your sword teacher? ”

Marlon looked at Arthas in front of him in disbelief, wondering how he could suddenly come up with such an idea.

"That's right! Marlon, are you Anduin? Lothar's nephew, surely too...... A very powerful martial artist, right? ”

Arthas still has a lot of thoughts about Stormwind's "First Warrior".

"I ...... I know how to use a sword, but ...... Arthas, do you have a sword? ”

Malone looked at the boy in front of him - although Arthas was tall among his peers, he was not old enough to wield a two-handed sword.

"Yes! I have a wooden sword, which was a gift from Padraic...... Oh, he's a gardener in the royal palace. ”

Arthas said with gusto, noticing Malone's puzzled gaze, and he explained the identity of "Padraic".

"Go get it, maybe it's a while before the meeting ends...... I can teach you a few tricks in the garden. ”

Malone said to Arthas with a smile.

"Okay!"

Arthas replied aloud, then turned and ran quickly towards the staircase at the end of the corridor—the wooden sword was his favorite toy, and had been treasured in his bedroom.

Marlon watched Arthas leave happily, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the expression on Kalia's face - the princess of Lordaeron was secretly looking at herself, her hands fiddling with each other's fingers in front of her lower abdomen, as if she wanted to say something.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia, what's wrong?"

Malone asked suspiciously. (To be continued.) )