The next morning, the caravan set off again in a dull and awkward atmosphere.

It was still the formation of yesterday, and everyone was still fulfilling the tasks arranged by Lao Tang. No one took the initiative to raise the dispute before going to bed last night, just as no one questioned that Lao Tang, a stunner, now has the command of the guard team. A team must have an excellent leader to ensure the smooth completion of the mission and ensure the safety of the team members to the maximum extent.

The reason why Lao Tang was furious last night was not because of the safety of everyone and the life of everyone. No matter what the surface is, he will still be moved and recognized in his heart.

A guy like Lao Tang, who has a clear mind and strong combat ability, has the potential to become an excellent leader of an adventure team. He is calm when commanding, leads by example when fighting, and arranges tasks clearly and is also clear and loses his mind. The most rare thing is that Lao Tang can put the lives of his teammates first. Such a person will naturally be respected by everyone, and it is considered to be the most respected person to get the command of the guard team.

Since the dwarf hunter Karu Copper Iron was taught a lesson by Lao Tang, he has been like a frost-beating eggplant along the way, staying silently in the middle of the caravan, serving tea and water to several seriously injured people in the caravan. It seems that the brainless dwarf is trying his best to recover the damage caused to his teammates because of his mistakes.

The caravan encountered several veins or mine sites along the way, but under Lao Tang's strict and fierce cold gaze, this "group-destroying star" with obsessive-compulsive mining disorder finally gritted his teeth and restrained his desire to step out his legs and run towards the mine site. After so many times, Lao Tang was too lazy to care about this paranoid short hunter. Let Karu Copper and Iron try his own "will power".

However, if the dwarf hunter dares to make the same mistake again, Old Tang will never break his promise and will definitely kill him with his own hands. The swordsman has given him the opportunity to plead for him. What will happen depends on Karu* Tong Iron himself. Old Tang just hopes that this unreliable dwarf will not let down the swordsman's friendship.

At this moment, Lao Tang was walking in the front of the caravan, wielding a battle axe and slashing the lush vegetation blocking the road. He pulled out the simple map on his waist. Lao Tang looked at it for a while and determined the best path to travel. The caravan needed to cross the dense jungle of Stranglethorn Valley as soon as possible, not only because the caravan's current personnel faced the dangers that could be faced at any time, but it was very likely that there would be a mistake, which would cause casualties to the caravan again. Several seriously injured teammates in the caravan also needed better treatment conditions.

Although the swordsman Hua Xi Lev and the wooden-throated bear monster Sharu and other seriously injured people have been treated by the "wet man" Arcadia Yus, Druid and Tina Moonlight, they barely stabilized their injuries and worsened further. But no one can guarantee that the long-term delay and the humid and stuffy climate of the rainforest will cause changes in the injuries of several people. In this way, it seems that the best choice is to cross the Stranglethorn Valley as soon as possible. As long as you enter the sphere of influence of Stormwind City and contact the human stronghold, a series of problems faced by the caravan will naturally be solved.

After thinking for a while, Old Tang put away the map, turned around and shouted at the caravans:

"Time is tight, work harder! We must speed up our marches and walk out of the Stranglethorn Valley as soon as possible!"

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Just as Lao Tang and the caravan were trekking in the rainforest, it was a different scene in Dalaran's Arcane Capital.

Jaina Proudmore was humming a little tune through the garden of Dalaran. She had been here for ten years, but she was still amazed at the city. Magic was everywhere, and it penetrated her smiley breath, like the fragrance of everything.

Of course, some scent comes from the blooming flowers itself. Like other places, the garden is soaked in magic. She has never seen such colorful flowers, and has never tasted such delicious fruits and vegetables. Not to mention the wonderful knowledge! Jaina feels that she has learned more in the past eight years than her entire life—especially in recent years, since the great wizard Anthonydas officially adopted her as an apprentice.

There is nothing more comfortable than curling up in the afternoon sun with a glass of iced chiffon and a pile of books. Of course, some precious sheepskin scrolls need to be carefully protected and cannot be directly sunny or splashed with chiffon. Therefore, sitting in one of the many rooms, wearing gloves to avoid damaging the fragile paper, carefully reading the somewhat incredible documents became her second pleasure.

But for now, she just wanted to stroll through the garden, feel the living earth under her feet, the indescribable fragrance, and then—when hunger hits, climb up the treetops and pick a ripe golden-skinned apple to feast on it.

"In Quelthalas," a round and elegant voice came, "The trees are high, white and golden leaves, the evening breeze blows by, and chants like a song. If you see it with your own eyes, your heart will be blooming." Jaina turned around and smiled slightly at the Prince of Sun Chaser of Kelthas, and bowed deeply, the latter was the son of Annastalian, the prince of the High Elves, the next king of the Arcane Kingdom, and a hero-level magician.

"Your Highness, I don't know that you will come to this garden for a walk. The fertile land of Quel'thalas's arcane. I will definitely be happy to go." Even if it is not considered the birth of the royal family, Jaina is also the daughter of a nobleman. Her father is Admiral Delin Proudmore, the ruler of the Castle of Coultilas. Jaina has been accustomed to dealing with nobles since she was a child. However, Prince Kel'thas made her feel a little uncomfortable, and Jaina is not very sure why.

He is so handsome, with the elegance and beauty unique to the elves. His tall figure and long hair that is half-hugging is like a pure gold weaving. In her opinion, he is like a legendary statue rather than a living real person. Even though he is now wearing the simple purple-gold robe of Master Dalaran and the gorgeous clothes in formal occasions, his restraint that makes people difficult to get close to will not be reduced to half.

Maybe the problem is that he feels a bit like an old-fashioned, rigid and red tape. Besides, despite his age, he is much older than her. Kelthas is very intelligent and a powerful mage with outstanding talents. Some students also rumored that he has already reached the hero level and is one of the six-member parliamentary members of the highest-ranking mage of Dalaran.

The great heroic magistrate also climbed up to pick an apple for himself and bit it. "I think the food produced by human land is also good." The elf prince, who has always maintained a graceful manner, rarely showed a cunning face and smiled. "Elf's food is delicious and tempting, but it still has to be filled with something more practical." Jaina smiled. Prince Kelthas always tried to make her feel more comfortable, and she only hoped that he could do better.

"A apple and a piece of dalaran cheese are rarely better than this." She nodded in agreement. The two of them were embarrassedly silent in the warmth of the afternoon sun. "Then... are you going to come back and stay for a while?" "Yes, my affairs in Silver Moon City have been temporarily concluded. I don't have to leave anymore soon." The Elf Prince stared at her with his blue blue eyes, and took another bite of the apple, with a calm face on his handsome face. However, Jaina knew that he was waiting for her reaction.

"We are all very happy that you can come back, Your Highness." The beautiful and charming female mage just responded, and the elf prince who had always maintained confidence and elegance shook his finger at the beautiful female mage in front of him and said, "I told you that I would rather hear you call me Kyle." "Sorry, Kyle." The female mage responded reluctantly. She looked at the charming female mage in front of her obsession with a little obsession. The disappointed expression on her perfect face flashed, so that Jaina suspected that it was her own hallucination.

"How is your academic progress?" Perhaps in order to hide his disappointment, the High Elf Prince reopened a charming smile on his face and took the initiative to change the topic. "Very good." The female mage Gianna, who finally found the topic, replied excitedly about the topic in the academic field.

"Look!" She pointed to a squirrel squatting on an apple-biting tree on a high tree, and silently recited a spell. Suddenly, it turned into a sheep. The branch was crushed by the weight, and it fell down with a funny surprised expression. Jaina immediately stretched out her arm, and the squirrel sheep stopped in the air. She carefully placed it on the ground without any damage. It bleated at Jaina with its ears, and after a moment it turned into a confused squirrel. It sat up, screamed at her angrily, and jumped back to the tree with its tail.

Kelthas chuckled softly, "Beautiful job. I guess, I won't light the book anymore, right?"

Jaina's face flushed all of a sudden, remembering the riot that happened. She was just a new arrival and needed to be tempered in her mastery of the flames. While working with Kelthas, she accidentally burned a book - actually the one that Kelthas was holding in her hand. In response, he insisted that she practiced all the fire spells by the pond in the prison area in the next few months.

"Uh...no, it's not been a while." "I'm very happy to hear this, Jaina..." The elegant and noble elf prince threw away half of the apple and walked towards him with a gentle smile.

"It is not a polite word for me to invite you to Quel'thalas. Dalaran is an extraordinary city, and there are people who can be among the most outstanding mages of Azeroth. I know you have benefited a lot. But I think you should be happy to visit a country where magic has become a part of the culture. It is not limited to a corner of the city, nor to a few mages who receive elite education. There, magic is the innate right of every citizen, and we are all under the glory of the well of the sun! You will definitely be deeply interested in this."

She smiled at him and said, "Of course. I longed to go there one day. But I think this is the best place to learn at the moment." She grinned slightly, "At least everyone knows what to do when I light the book." The elegant and noble prince smiled gently, but his voice was filled with frustration.

"Maybe you are right. Then please forgive me now-" he smiled bitterly at her, "The great wizard Anthonydas asked me to give a detailed report on the trip to Silver Moon City. Despite this, I hope you know that there is a prince and wizard who are deeply looking forward to further discussing the training courses with you... and more time to spend together."

Kelthas raised his hand and stroked his chest and turned away reluctantly. Jaina didn't know how to answer, so she could only curtsey and watch him leave. He stepped across the garden with his head high, as dazzling as the sun, and every inch of his body exuded confidence and elegance. It seemed that even the dust didn't want to touch his boots and the corners of his robe.

Jaina, who had quietly left for a long time, took a bite of the apple and threw it aside. The squirrel who had just been transformed quickly rushed down the tree trunk to pursue this ready-made prize.

Her eyes were suddenly blindfolded by a pair of hands.

She was surprised, but was not afraid--under the powerful defense of this magical city, no one could pose a threat.

"Guess who I am?" a man asked whispered, with a suppressed smile in his voice. Jaina was blindfolded and forced to suppress her laughter and seriously speculated.

"Well~ your hands are a little rough, so you are not a mage." She said, "You have the smell of horses and leather..." His little hand gently touched the other person's powerful fingers and touched a huge ring. She felt the shape and design of the gem above - the Seal of Lordaeron.

"Alsace!"

She exclaimed, turned around to face him, with surprise in her voice. Arthas immediately let go of his hand and grinned at her. His appearance was not as perfect as Kelthas: he had yellow hair like the elf prince, but not as golden as the latter. He was tall and burly, with the temperament and security that made Jaina feel more reliable than the elegance and pride that flowed water.

"Why did you come back to Dalaran? Shouldn't you be trained by Teacher Uther in the Knights of Silver Hand?" The female mage who came back from her surprise asked in confusion.

"Even the Paladin has holidays, and in the magical city of Dalaran, there is a figure that makes me dream about calling me day and night. So I have to come here to respond to her call!" The young Paladin's sea blue eyes were flashing with a happy look.

"I miss you very much, my lady." The young paladin stepped forward and hugged his lover's soft waist and said softly, while lowering his head and kissing her neck, slowly approaching and finally occupying her soft lips.

"So too, my prince." She gasped and whispered happily.

"Gianna," a voice suddenly came as the two were lingering together. "Why are you..."

They immediately jumped away and looked at the person with guilt.

Jaina took a breath and her face turned red. "Kyle..."

The elf's face was calm, but his eyes were full of anger, and his jaw sank slightly. "I forgot this magic book when I just left." He raised his voice slightly and said, "I originally wanted to give it to you."

Jaina bit her lower lip and glanced at Alsace. Alsace was as shocked as Jaina, but he forced a smile and said to Kelsace with his hands in his arms.

"You are so nice, Kyle. Thank you." For a moment, Arthas thought that the High Elf Prince would attack him.

The high elf magician was furious, and he was so powerful at the hero level. Arthas knew that he had no power to fight back now, even if he was blessed by the Holy Light, he was already a paladin at the peak of the eighth level. Even so, he still looked at the elf prince without any concessions. Kelthas clenched his fists and stood there motionless.

"Are you ashamed of her, Alsace?" Kelsace roared with frosty face. "Don't you dare take her to meet people?"

Arthas narrowed his eyes. "I want to avoid rumors." He whispered, "You know, Kyle. Three people become tigers, and everyone speaks to make gold. I want to protect her reputation..."

"Protection?" Kyle screamed. "If you really care about her, please openly propose to her with pride! Like a man!" He looked at Jaina, the anger on his face turned into a flash of fleeting heartache, and then stared at Jaina who lowered her head in disappointment. "You guys keep...taste. Don't worry, I won't say it."

Kelthas snorted angrily, throwing the magic book that was hard to find in the High Elf Kingdom to Jaina with contempt. The thick book fell heavily at Jaina's feet, and the dull voice scared Jaina, who was half hidden behind the tall and strong body of the young paladin. Then, the face of the elf prince, whose heart was as hard as a knife, swung his purple and gold robe and turned away with a purple and golden robe.

Jaina leaned her head against Arthas's chest and let out a sigh. Arthas patted her gently. "It's okay, he's gone."

"I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier..."

Hearing his lover's whisper, the young paladin's chest tightened. "Tell me what? Jaina, you shouldn't have to do with him..."

"No!" Jaina replied immediately, raising her head and glaring at him with a shy and anger. "No. But... I think he has this idea. I just... he is a good person, a powerful mage, and a prince. But he is not..." Her voice gradually became unheard.

"What is he?" The young prince did not expect that his words would be so sharp, and his voice was so anxious. Kel was much better than Alsace. He was older, more elegant, and more mature! He was powerful and had a perfect appearance that was almost impossible. The young human prince began to become jealous and a cold nodule appeared in his heart. If Kelsace had done it again now, Alsace would not know if he would punch him.

Hearing his lover's urgent inquiries and his voice that became a little sharp because of his nervousness, Jaina smiled gently. The beautiful female mage stretched her eyebrows and stood on tiptoe and said softly in Prince Alsace's ear:

"But he is not you."

The hardened knot in Arthas' heart immediately melted like ice and snow, as if the spring sunshine was gently shining on him. He hugged Jaina in his arms and kissed her deeply. At this moment, who still cares about what the stupid goose elf prince would think?

"My lady, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to spend a wonderful afternoon with me?" After a moment of deep kiss, the strong young paladin looked at his lover with a hearty smile and asked. Under the sunlight, this tall, strong, blonde prince, as dazzling as the holy light.

"I need to learn," Jaina refused hesitated.

"Come on, Jaina." Arthas smiled, "The most diligent students also need some rest occasionally. The weather is so good today, you should go outdoors and have fun."

"I'm just outdoors," she said. It's true. She is carrying books in the garden, not in a reading room.

"Proper exercise helps you to think quickly." He reached out to Jaina holding the book file, and she laughed.

"Arsace, one day you will become a great king." She joked that she replied when they first tasted the forbidden fruit.

"No one can refuse any request from you, especially me."

He hugged her tightly and suddenly shivered for no reason, "Don't reject me, Jaina. Never reject me."

She looked at him, her eyes flashing with a hot warmth.

"Never, Alsace. Forever!"

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Speed ​​up the pace~~~ Start contact with many historical figures as soon as possible. This chapter and the next one will describe the situation of several important tasks in a synchronous manner~~

ps: I think I have to write about the emotional entanglement between the two princes and Jimmy~~ These three characters really need to be highlighted~~
Chapter completed!