"Alsace actually informed me that he wanted to come in person. There are still many things that need to be dealt with in Stormwind City. But that guy actually went to Northrend by himself?"
Varian shook his head. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to spend time with his wife and children. But he had promised Arthas to help him a few times, and it was mainly an alliance. , he is not incompetent as a representative.
And Jaina stood on the bridge leaning on her staff, facing the salty sea breeze, wondering what she was thinking.
"Gianna?"
"Huh!? I'm sorry, Varian, I was a little distracted." Jaina replied apologetically.
"I guess you must be thinking of someone," Varian said a little narrowly. He really wanted to find an opportunity to clean up Arthas. "He is really irresponsible. He ran away by himself. Let us take care of him." He deals with trouble.”
"I don't know either, but to be honest, I have a lot of doubts about Alsace's actions this time." Jaina surprisingly did not refute, but quietly expressed her thoughts, "You should know, Northam Virtue is not a good place.”
"That girl Jaina is right. Northrend is colder than Dun Morogh, and there are ferocious beasts everywhere, and there are even a bunch of flying dragons that I have never seen before." Muradin held on to the railing. Walking aside, he still wasn't used to the feeling of being on a boat after being on the sea so many times.
"Sigh... these are all secondary, Muradin." Jaina sighed, "In Dalaran's classics, the basic information about Northrend can be summarized in a few words."
"For example?" Varian was also interested. As the king of a country, he had fewer adventures than Muradin and Jaina.
"Dangerous, cold, and strange. I heard that there are mages who have witnessed the appearance of dragons there. Even the most elite mages of the Kirin Tor are not willing to stay in that cold place for a day."
Muradin nodded, "Jaina is right. I have been to that place once before with a few old friends - we almost disappeared into the ice and snow."
"Can you tell me about your experience? As you all know, I was crowned king when I was only a teenager. I have almost no adventure experience. At most, I went hunting in the suburbs of Lordaeron and Stormwind City." Varian was very worried. I hope their story can bring some fun to this boring trip.
"Of course! Adventure experiences are meant to be shared, but Gianna must have only read about them in books and never actually stood on the snowfields of the Far North."
Jaina nodded. Although she knew something about it, she had never been to that place in person.
"Let's start with our landing - as soon as we landed, before we found a place to camp, we were attacked by Naga..."
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"Your Highness, look there." Thassarian handed the telescope in his hand to Alsace, "I have never seen a building like that - is that what we are looking for?"
"Those are the relics of ancient elves, boy!" Brian took the lead and said carelessly. His own special telescope was much easier to use than the Lordaeron standard. "According to legend, in ancient times, the rulers of this continent were elves. They were ancient We can all now have a glimpse of the glory of the empire.”
"Elf? Is he the Quel'dorei of Quel'Thalas?" After all, Thassarian was just a farm boy before he became a soldier, and he didn't know much about these secrets.
"To be precise, the original owners of these ruins were the ancestors of the current high elves." Alsace took the telescope and took a look. On the coastline, there were a large number of marble buildings covered with seaweed and starfish. Many seabirds and penguins were among these white Stand on the "rock".
Brian took a telescope and scanned it wildly while mumbling, "Such a large group of elven ruins is rare in the Eastern Kingdom - Arthas, how about we..."
"Don't even think about it."
Alsace immediately gave up Brian's delusion, "Take a closer look at what else is there besides penguins and seagulls on the beach."
"Ha, what else could there be? Could it be sea serpents - Ironforge is above, there are damn naga in these places?! Are they just like trolls, just like the trolls? Such a cold weather has not frozen them yet die?!"
Brian spat. Nagas, dangerous undersea intelligent creatures, often come to the coastline. For creatures on land, Nagas, who are strong and good at using magic, are simply a disaster.
At the same time, Naga is also one of the things that Brian hates the most - they are very difficult to deal with, which will make the risk factor during exploration skyrocket.
"Okay, Brian, you said you wouldn't cause me any trouble. If you really offend those Nagas, it will be enough for us." Arthas didn't want to provoke these dangerous amphibious creatures. , what he was going to do this time was dangerous enough.
"Okay, but you have to wait for me to mark a mark on the map first. After I'm done with you, I'll come back here to see what good treasures are waiting for me." Brian sat on his goat mount and took the Write and draw on a map.
"It's up to you then."
Unable to resist Brian's various pleas, just when the poor old dwarf was about to hold him and cry, Arthas reluctantly agreed to take Brian with him and set a rule with him: Absolutely, absolutely not Get into trouble without permission.
Brian is no better than his brother Muradin. When Muradin encounters unexplored dangerous things, most of the time he adopts a vigilant and wait-and-see attitude. But Brian is worthy of the name of an archaeologist. He is best at what he does. It's like, "Oh! Maybe I should press this button?"
The soul of seeking death is burning in the heart of the third Bronzebeard brother. The most difficult thing to understand is that in a sense, this guy is the one with the greatest destiny among the three Bronzebeard brothers.
After all, he stepped on so many "thunders", pulled out so many "monsters", and was able to run around vigorously. As far as Arthas knew, there were only two in Azeroth.
And the other "May the Azure Dragon Guide You" is still a little worse than Brian.
"Your Highness, we are about to enter the snowfield. The scouts reported that there are traces of undead activities deep in the snowfield." Thassarian reported the situation to his superior.
Alsace nodded and said, "Give me the order to go down and find a place to camp. Go and investigate the situation of the undead camp. Don't go deep into it rashly."
"Speaking of camping, I'm good at this. How about you let me help you choose a good campsite?" Brian was very attentive and wanted to show off his skills.
"No, Brian, thank you for your kindness, but the scouts of Dagger Bay Fortress have been exploring this snowfield for several years. They know where to provide us with safe shelter."
Arthas politely rejected Bryan's proposal - he didn't want Bryan to help his troops choose where to station, otherwise they would probably build their camp right above the lair of the Cryptid Nerubians.
Some things, you have to believe, this world is so weird.
It took an hour to set up the temporary camp. Alsace sat in the tent and carefully browsed the map drawn by the scout.
He already had a rough plan in mind, and once he found out Mal'Ganis' location, he could start taking action.
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Brian Bronzebeard quietly walked to Alsace's tent. He actually had something he wanted to say but didn't find a chance to say it, lest the prince's subordinates think he was tempting Alsace.
The dwarf explorer tiptoed into the tent. Before he could speak, he heard Arthas speak, "Brian, you don't need to be so sneaky if you want to find me."
"I don't want everyone to know," Brian rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment - how come this paladin's senses are sharper than the elf ranger's?
"Why did you come to see me specifically?" Alsace casually dragged a chair for Brian, and then leaned over the sand table and map.
"Didn't you come to Northrend this time to hunt down a hateful demon? I was thinking I have some information here that you might be able to use."
Alsace's movements froze. He raised his head and looked at Brian, "What's the news?"
"Actually, it wasn't me who got it, but when Muradin came to Northrend last time, they also encountered trolls and undead that time. By chance, they captured a troll priest who could speak dwarf language." Brian explained, "They got some information from that troll - about a powerful weapon."
Alsace raised his eyebrows: What a coincidence? He didn't quite believe this was a coincidence.
"That troll said that there is a powerful artifact buried in an ancient cave in this land. This may be the key to defeating the devil?" Brian laughed dryly, "Your war hammer is not a bad one." Well, I think maybe with the weapons you have, you can defeat that Nasra."
"Nasrezim." Alsace corrected. After listening to Brian's description, he joked, "I think you are telling me this because you want to see the ancient artifact."
Brian paused for a moment, and after being pointed out by Alsace on the spot, he simply didn't care so much, "You can say that, but what I said makes sense. I'll take you to that place to see, and maybe you can find the winner." Where is the magic weapon?"
Arthas chuckled and shook his head, "That was a trap, Brian. It was set by the Nasrezim and his accomplices."
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