Azeroth’s Death Track

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15-year-old Jaina Proudmoore wore a blue robe and a mage hat, crossed the portal, and appeared in the hall of Torrent, and the first thing she saw was the one that had been for several years. The tall, invisible figure, dressed in a blue, Kul Tiran-style navy robe, with a captain's cap, a musketeer and a sword-wielding soldier in his waist.

"Father! Father!"

Jaina walked quickly to the figure, opened her hands, and plunged into Dai Lin's arms. She hugged her father's body with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I miss you so much, father."

"I miss you too, my baby."

Dai Lin hugged his daughter. He stroked his daughter's long, golden hair. He said softly:

"Your mother misses you too. I already told Master Antonidas that after the celebration, you can come back to Kul Tiras with me, my daughter."

"But I haven't finished a few experiments yet."

Jaina wiped her tears and acted like a little girl to her father:

"Maybe you can stay with me in Dalaran, it only takes a few days."

"Hahaha, okay, okay."

Dai Lin laughed and took her daughter's hand. The father and daughter walked to the castle hall:

"I can't always refuse you, my Jaina. Speaking of it, I haven't been to Dalaran a few times. You know, I don't like those nerdy mages, but my baby girl is different. I listen. Say, you just finished the trial of the high-level mage last month? It really makes me feel proud."

"Of course!"

Jaina raised her chest proudly and said to her father:

"I am the daughter of the sea, I am the genius of Kul Tiras."

The father and daughter were talking, and walked into the hall of Fort Torrent under the guard of the Grand Knight of Kul Tiras. This ancient castle was repaired a month ago, like a wiped The unusually bright coins are welcoming today's grand ceremony.

On the hall and the lawn in front, it was already overcrowded. The nobles from all the kingdoms of the alliance gathered together and appeared very lively. On the second floor of the hall, the kings were also talking gossip, watching Dai Lin take his The daughter walked in, and the young king Varian and his queen with wine glasses came up and talked to Dai Lin.

"Oh, is this Andean?"

Today, Dai Lin can't see the iron blood of the warrior. He is like a real elder, reaching out to take over the little prince in the arms of Queen Tiffany. In the blue swaddle, the next generation blood of the Wrynn family Sleeping, the cute baby spit bubbles in the corners of her mouth, so that Jaina standing on the side widened her eyes. From the shining light in her eyes, she could see that she also liked this cute child very much.

"He will definitely become a great king and a qualified ruler in the future."

Dai Lin held Anduin and said to Varian:

"Just like you, little Varian."

"Stop complimenting me so much, Uncle Dai Lin, I still want to learn from you a lot."

Varian has been king for several years. Although he is still in his twenties, he already has a king's prestige. He smiled and said to Dai Lin: "I was discussing with the ministers recently to establish a navy of the storm kingdom In this respect, Kul Tiras is definitely the best teacher in Stormwind."

"Of course, a country must have a strong navy and be able to protect the sea. Your eyes are very far away, Varian, which is very good."

Dai Lin returned Anduin to Queen Tiffany, and the gentle Queen led Jaina to the lady’s seat, leaving the men to discuss war and state affairs.

"You can send some young people to Kul Tiras to study, I will arrange them in the third fleet."

Dai Lin reached out and grabbed a glass of wine from the plate held by the attendants and said to Varian: "The Third Fleet is commanded by Drake and will soon begin an expedition against the pirates who plundered the island and the South China Sea. They will certainly be able to learn To a lot."

"Oh, that's great, thank you for your generosity, Uncle Dailin."

Varian expressed his gratitude, but Dai Lin shook her head and patted his shoulder:

"On a formal occasion, you want to call me Dai Lin... You are also a king, Varian, you represent the Kingdom of Storms, and you and I are equal in the upcoming reconstruction of the Arathor Empire."

"Dai Lin, you old fox, why are you so punctual today!"

Another voice sounded behind the two kings, and Dai Lin turned her head and saw a costumed Jean Greymane **** walk into the hall. A trace of disgust passed away in Dai Lin's eyes, but soon Then, two kings of similar age embraced each other enthusiastically, patting each other's shoulders as if they were best friends.

"Speaking of all, Jean, I heard that a plague broke out in Gilneas recently. Should I mobilize some doctors from Kul Tiras to help?"

After the kings were seated, Dai Lin whispered to Jean: "If you need help, don't hide it, I will definitely help you."

"Stormwind will also do its best to help, Jean... Your Majesty."

Varian also expressed his thoughts, but was watched by King Jean with weird eyes. After a moment, Jean shrugged:

"Call me Jean, Varian...you are a king now, don't be so polite."

"Okay, Jean, if your people need help, we are obliged."

The little king was a little embarrassed, but he quickly adapted. King Greymane said that everything was under control. He also said that in order to protect the people in the country, he planned to build a wall to divide the severe plague area from the country. This idea was scoffed by King Terenas.

"Your method is stupid, Jean."

The old king seems to have come out of the loss of a while ago, and now he is spirited to discuss Jean's approach with other kings:

"The outbreak of the plague is to find the source. Blind isolation will only make your people live in fear, and the Silver Pine Forest is near the border of the Tirisfal region. Seriously, if you think you can't handle this matter, Lordaeron will also intervene, as long as you speak, we will help."

"Dalaran is also concerned about this weird animal disease, Jean."

There was a trace of worry on Master Antonidas's face. He said softly: "But the "Book of Ur" which recorded the epidemic was stolen not long ago, and Master Ur was also assassinated. It is difficult to say this and Gilneas’s plague does not matter, but I think it may not be as simple as a plague."

"I thank you for your kindness, everyone."

There was a heavy flash of light on King Jean's face. He said:

"Establishment of the Greymane Wall is also impossible. Whether it is to find the source or develop an antidote, it will take time, but if I can’t plug the infection channel in time, I am afraid that after a few months, I will lose three-thirds. One territory... wait, everyone, the best physicians in Gilneas are all here to study this disease, in case if things really get to that point, I will ask for your help."

On the other side, the young mage Jaina could not bear the very explicit topics of the ladies. She left the hall in the name of excursion and walked to the periphery of the castle. This is the place where the little nobles gathered and the big people circled them. Can't get in yet, but these little nobles also have their own circles, and they are also very lively.

Jaina roamed alone outside the crowd, and the innocent girl had her own troubles. When Jaina crossed a garden, she accidentally saw the princes gathered here. She saw her own Brother Drake, as well as Prince Liam of Gilneas, Prince Galin of the Kingdom of Stromgarde, Prince Kael'thas of Quel'Thalas, and Prince Lordaeron, whom she most hates to see now Alsace.

They seemed to be talking about some weird things, and the discussion was very active. Jaina had planned to say hello to her brother, but seeing Alsace, who had blonde hair like her, was there, and there was a sudden surge in her heart. Awkward, the little princess stomped her feet, and turned to leave, and Arthas also looked back, and saw Jaina who had left.

Before he had time to say goodbye to his friends, he hurried towards Jaina.

"Anna! Anna! Wait for me!"

Behind him, the princes laughed together, Liam approached Drake and whispered:

"It seems that your sister has captured Arthas's heart and told me, Drake, that there will be a future King Lordaeron as a brother-in-law. Isn't it stressful?"

Prince Drake, who had become a real warrior, shrugged. He took a sip and said softly:

"There is not much pressure. My sister is arrogant and proud. Little Alsace may not be able to catch her. My sister worships a warrior like my father. Alsace... there is always a little too rash."

"Don't follow me!"

The girl Jaina walked all the way out of the main hall of Torrent, and ran angrily on the outer streets. Arthas, who was wearing a prince dress, followed her. The handsome boy took a step forward and grabbed Jaina’s hand. Asked innocently:

"What the **** is going on? Jaina? I remember I didn't mess with you?"

"I hate you, Arthas, don't touch me!"

Jaina screamed and shook Arthas's hand away. She was like an angry swan, she turned her head to the side and did not look at Arthas, and the prince was puzzled and could only apologize.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. No matter what I do wrong, I apologize, OK? Don't be angry."

Jaina didn't speak, but the tears of grievances kept flowing from her eyes, which made Arthas completely panicked. He stood helpless beside Jaina and couldn't think of what to say, but at this moment, a cry A gentle, smiling voice rang behind the boys and girls.

"Yo, look, the beautiful and sour love of young people is really the best time."

Arthas turned back cautiously, looking at a couple of elves looking at him and Jaina with a smile. The man was wearing a black gown, a white shirt with memory, and was very well-made, and there was a hanging around his waist. The impressive use of the sword for decoration is his ice-blue eyes and the long, neat gray hair combed behind him. Behind him, there is also a human male in the same dress, very silent.

And the lady holding hands with him, wearing a long red dress, decorated with fine jewelry that Alsace has never seen, and combing the hairstyle of a lady, this is definitely a beautiful lady, but her eyes She wore a pair of black glasses, making her eyes blind.

That outstanding and unique style immediately attracted the attention of the teenager, and looking at Alsace’s eyes, the angry Jaina rubbed her feet on Alsace’s instep with a vigorous blow. The prince awakened.

"what."

Alsace almost jumped from the ground. He hurriedly adjusted his clothes and said hello to the two high elves who were nobles at first glance:

"Are you coming to the ceremony too?"

The male elf nodded and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Of course, His Royal Highness, Mr. Losa and I are very good friends. We must not miss such an event. Speaking of it, my wife and I are not familiar with Torrent, please can you and this beautiful little princess Lead the way for us?"

"Oh, of course!"

Arthas was still a reserve knight who was undergoing paladin training. He would not refuse such a request, but behind him, Jaina stared at the unusual couple of elves in front of her with suspicion. Asked:

"The envoys of the High Elves should have come with King Anastarian. How could the two get lost?"

Faced with this problem, the beautiful and elegant lady said calmly:

"Cute little girl, if you know enough about Quel'Thalas' history, you should know that Windrunners don't like to get together with others, especially those hypocritical Silvermoon parliamentarians."

"Are you a member of the Windrunner family?"

Jaina's eyes widened, she glared at the silly Arthas, a flash of the girl's yearning flashed in her eyes:

"Awesome! I really like the story about the windrunner, especially about Ms. Aurelia... willing to cross the two worlds and life and death for love. I don’t know what the respectable lady is now. It's like that."

Hearing Jaina’s words, Tyrion and Aurelia glanced at each other. Aurelia shook her head and reached out to brush Jaina’s silky hair. She said softly:

"She is fine, better than ever, cute little girl, lead the way."

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