The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

[System prompt: You are being teleported to the Scourge of Lordaeron - Stage 6 - Purification of Stratholme, entering the interlude - The Prince and the Prophet.]

A gust of wind blew by, and Arthas and Jaina closed their eyes because of the wind.

When the two opened their eyes, they found themselves standing on a path in the woods.

[Main Task: Gain Mal'Ganis's Recognition]

【Archive: The system has automatically archived. 】

[After the reinforcements brought by Uther completely wiped out the undead in Hearthglen, you were heading to Stratholme at dusk that afternoon.]

In front of the two men, there was an old man wearing a hood and holding a staff that looked like a chicken leg, standing in the middle of the road, blocking their way.

"Hello, young prince. We must talk."

"Jaina, lift the spell. I wonder what this old man wants to talk to me about."

Arthas turned his head and looked at Jaina who was invisible next to him. Because the two were teammates, they could see each other in the dungeon.

Jaina, who had released the invisibility spell, appeared by waving her staff and asked directly: "We don't have time! What do you want to say, Prophet?"

Ah, isn't this what I should have said?

Why did we get the main mission and save the game during the interlude? This plot doesn’t make sense. I also want to hear Uther’s famous saying!

But at least this time it’s not like last time, when I couldn’t control my body after traveling through time. It’s pretty good.

Seeing this, Medivh didn't expect that the little girl was more anxious than the prince. He pretended to cough and straightened his posture.

"Listen, kids!"

"This continent has fallen, and nothing you do can change that."

"If you really want to save your people, take them across the ocean... to the land to the west."

After saying that, he was ready to run away. I have warned you that it is time for me, a charlatan, to run away. You still need to check the situation on the Sar side, so I will leave first.

When Arthas saw this charlatan take two steps, he knew he was going to run away.

"Running away? This is my place, and my only goal is to help my people defend themselves against foreign enemies!"

After shouting this, Arthas felt relaxed and happy. This was what he wanted to do most. He had only done it to cooperate with you before.

"Then you have made your choice. But you must remember that the one who keeps killing you..."

"Stop, Medivh. Your tricks have ended here."

You are not speaking according to the script, you are not following the ethics, is it really okay to interrupt an old man?

How do you know my identity? Neither Terenas nor Antonidas knew it was me.

What's more, you are a prince, my disguise is so perfect.

Jaina, who was standing by, had long disliked Medivh.

"This is Atiesh, the legendary staff of the Guardian."

"You left the fake staff in Dalaran, but no one else can use it."

"Who else but you, Medivh, the traitor of humanity, would have the real thing?"

The staff in Dalaran is real!

If it doesn’t work, don’t blame me, blame the evil souls of Sargeras’ men inside!

What I have in my hand is just an imitation of the original one I am used to. You are wrongly accusing a good person.

Anyway, I have said everything I should say. When you regret it, I will come back and persuade you to go to Kalimdor.

Seeing Medivh preparing to cast a spell and then run away, Arthas wanted to keep him and let the old man experience his power.

"It's not impossible for us to go to Kalimdor, but there are a few questions we need to ask you, the protector of mankind - Mr. Medivh."

Very good, very good. Arthas is more polite than Jaina. It seems that he is the leader of the revival of mankind.

I misjudged this little girl, Jaina, and wanted to give her the important task.

"If there's anything I'm happy to help you with."

"Hmm... Master, you said the Eastern Kingdoms are about to fall, but these are only the undead in northeastern Lordaeron."

"Don't you know how terrible the undead are? You should have known it in Hearthglen."

"Yes, when Stormwind fell, the entire Alliance worked together to eliminate you! And defeated the orcs."

"Don't you understand the power of the Alliance? Even if Lordaeron is gone, other human kingdoms will not be vegetarians, Medivh."

Looking at Arthas revealing his scars, Medivh suddenly became furious.

"Why go to Kalimdor? How are we going to deal with the Naga fishmen in the sea? They're eager to rule our land again."

"Forget it, let's not talk about the Eastern Kingdoms, let's just talk about Lordaeron."

"Have you personally gone to the people to personally understand their sentiments? Are people willing to leave their homeland and go to a strange place?"

"Even if they are all willing to leave, will there be enough food and warships for so many people to cross the river?"

Jaina, who was standing next to Arthas, nodded repeatedly when she heard this. Without waiting for Medivh to react, she continued speaking as Arthas said.

"If these problems are not resolved, let us cross the river to the west. What do you want to do, Medivh?"

"Even if we can go, we can only take the elite with us, and many ordinary people will stay in the Eastern Kingdom."

"You've abandoned the land we love and taken a few people away from home. How are you going to let the people who are left here survive?"

"You really are worthy of being the benevolent father of the orcs. You even self-righteously issue prophecies in a vain attempt to atone for your sins."

Why don't you just come back after defeating the Burning Legion? Since saving the world requires sacrifice, why can't you think of this?

"Jaina is right, Medivh. You will never be able to atone for your sins in your lifetime. Just dream on!"

"What's more, if we go to Kalimdor, we will have to fight with the local natives for land in order to survive. What's the difference between this and banditry?"

“As the saying goes, empty talk ruins a country, but hard work makes it prosperous.”

"As long as you can help us solve these problems, Medivh. We will support you in what you said."

This boy is not worthy of being consulted. Anyway, the news has been delivered and it is none of my business.

Even if you know so much, what's the use? How can your humble power fight against such a powerful Burning Legion?

Despite many doubts, Medivh held back, cast a transformation spell, turned into a black crow and flew away.

After Medivh flew away, the two suddenly laughed out loud.

"We can only talk about this in this instance. We can't do this when we go back, Jaina."

"I know, Arthas. It would be a pity not to make good use of such a powerful force."

"Next time, I will speak nicely and win over this powerful warrior like him, so that he can serve the people and atone for his sins. It won't be shabby."

"Alright, Jaina. We should go to Stratholme now. This mission was saved so quickly, I don't know what changed."

"Okay, to prevent any accidents we have to get to Stratholme immediately. Let's go, Arthas."

After Jaina finished speaking, she opened a portal and brought Arthas to the outskirts of Stratholme.

Unfortunately, no one knew that Jaina had done something secretly.

She recently developed a new hobby, which is recording other people's dark history.

Until Uther the Lightbringer uttered those famous words.

Only then did Arthas realize what his lover Jaina had secretly done.