After being in a daze for a moment, Jaina took a half-step back with a wry smile, "Sorry, I...I lost my temper a little."
It was true that the person in front of her was Arthas, but Jaina also understood that people would not be resurrected after death, just like Theramore's destruction was irreversible.
At this time, Jaina, who had experienced strong winds and waves, and was well-informed, quickly guessed the origin of Arthas, just like Tirion. In fact, it was not a guess at all, because it was the only possibility.
So, where did the Alsace in front of him come from? The answer was very simple - how did Gul'dan appear, and how did Alsace appear.
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Proudmoore." Arthas bowed and saluted, "Although our meeting was a bit... cold."
Jaina and him looked at the surrounding ice at the same time. Jaina didn't know why she wanted to laugh so much that she couldn't stop laughing even when she bent over, and she even burst into tears.
"Haha - this is a really bad joke! Haha -" Jaina stood upright holding her staff, but soon the smile came out again and she couldn't stop.
Arthas stood aside without saying a word, waiting quietly for Jaina to finish laughing: she had been suppressing it for too long, and this could actually let her emotions out a lot.
Gradually, Jaina's laughter stopped. She wiped the tears from her eyes and whispered, "A long time ago, I had such a fantasy. You didn't become the Lich King, and I didn't have to get involved. Things like this and that, the two of us, just in Lordaeron, riding horses together and looking at flowers together, but unfortunately, now that my hair is gray, I can't wait until this day."
Jaina teased herself and flipped up her hair, "More than ten years have passed and everything I have done has been wiped out by Garrosh's bomb. I gave everything I had for Theramore... even my father. .
The people in Theramore admire me and admire me for this, but I have never forgiven myself, because my father’s death will never have anything to do with me. I used to think it was me who didn’t understand him, but now I realize that it was me. My father never understood me. "
At this point, Gianna sighed deeply, "I once hated my father and thought he would never listen to a word I said, but how could I never listen to his words?"
Having confided enough, Jaina finally breathed a sigh of relief from the pressure. She smoothed her hair and became the princess of the Proudmoore family again. "Then, dear Prince Arthas, may I ask? Why are you visiting Theramore?"
Arthas got out of the way, and Frostmourne behind him was still guiding Theramore's soul. "After being destroyed by the magic bomb, a considerable part of the soul was trapped here. I happened to pass by, so I prepared Set them free.”
"Frostmourne... this sword is very dangerous. Arthas, why do you have it?" Jaina nervously held her staff. She had not seen the sword clearly before.
"Don't worry, I erased the curse on the sword." Alsace hooked his finger, and Frostmourne fell into his hand obediently. "There are some... differences between me and the Alsace you know. Likewise, this sword is not dangerous to me, but can help me control the Scourge."
"Control the Scourge?" Jaina's expression was a little dull. She didn't understand what Arthas meant.
"I am the new Lich King. I control the Scourge and use them to resist the attack of the Burning Legion - otherwise, the Scourge, which has lost its master, will become even crazier and bring more suffering to the world."
"Crazy idea... Even the most dangerous mage wouldn't be like you." Jaina didn't know what to say, "But it looks like you should have succeeded - wait, you said you lost your master due to natural disasters Will the Legion get even crazier?"
"That's right."
"Then why did the Scourge retreat to Icecrown Glacier after the Lich King fell in this world?" Jaina suddenly thought of this question.
"It's Bolvar."
"Bovar? This...didn't he die?" Jaina didn't know this either. The only survivor of the Battle of the Frozen Throne was Tirion. He once said that Bolvar and the Lich King died together.
"He voluntarily became the new Lich King in order to imprison the Scourge. Therefore, he must also be erased from history - this is Bolvar's request."
"Bovar..." Jaina sighed and softly read Bolvar's name. Fordagon's family had sacrificed so much for the entire alliance, but in the end, this great hero even felt that his life was worse than death. Carrying a heavy burden.
"Well, from all aspects, he is a real hero... However, managing so many undead, Bolvar's way of thinking will also change. Anyway, he may have some things that are different from ours. same."
Jaina raised her eyebrows. Of course she could hear there was something in Arthas' words. This was actually a hint that she and the Alliance should be careful about Bolvar who became the Lich King. He might do something that ordinary people would not be able to accept.
Seeing that Jaina had received the message he had sent, Arthas said nothing more. After all, he was not Bolvar, nor was he from this world, so he could not rebuke anyone else's actions.
At this moment, Frostmourne shone with blue light, and the surrounding souls disappeared. Arthas took advantage of the situation and took back the floating Frostmourne.
"Those souls...are you going to take them away?"
"I want to take them to where they should go. Staying in Theramore is also a kind of torture for these undead."
Frostmourne sank into the Shadow Fissure under the control of Arthas. Arthas nodded slightly to Jaina, "The magic of the Focusing Iris bound them here. If they are not taken away, the ruins of Theramore may not be destroyed." peaceful."
Jaina stared at Arthas's eyes for a while, and Arthas looked at Jaina without hesitation. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn't lie to me - I represent Theramore." The deceased is grateful to you.”
Although Arthas was exactly the same as the prince in Jaina's impression, Jaina couldn't guarantee whether he would use these souls to do evil things. After all, he also obtained the cursed Frostmourne.
However, she could not see a trace of deception in Arthas's eyes. He did not hide anything from her, and Jaina's tense body also relaxed.
At the same time, Jaina felt a little bit lucky: he was still the kind prince of Lordaeron, a prince who cared about every resident of Lordaeron, instead of the cold-blooded and cruel undead king.
