Knock knock knock, a knocking sound came from the door.
Sinestra, exuding a mature and captivating aura, stood outside the door. She was wearing a black evening gown that showcased her proud figure, paired with high heels that made her appear tall and sensual.
"Come in."
Sinestra looked at the high elf beauty in the room, a smile gracing her red lips.
"Am I coming at a bad time?"
"No, you've come at just the right time!"
Arthas felt a bit strange.
After pouring her a cup of coffee, he got straight to the point.
"Madam, we can cooperate. You help me, and I'll help you."
"Help me solve the plague problem, and I'll help you breed black dragons."
Boom!
A powerful magical storm swept through the room, instantly shattering chairs and sofas.
Sylvanas even drew her bow, aiming at the other party. She had already sensed something was off about her, and now it seemed she was indeed a formidable opponent!
"Give me a reason not to kill you!"
Sinestra's captivating eyes turned icy. She had deliberately disguised herself precisely because she didn't want anyone to know.
black dragons had a bad reputation. In the War of the Ancients, the black dragon leader Neltharion betrayed the dragonflights, causing the deaths of many dragons.
This led to the black dragonflight suffering, with everyone hating them.
There were only a few female black dragons left, and their dragon eggs were corrupted, making them unable to hatch. It could be said that if this problem wasn't solved, the black dragonflight would face extinction!
Arthas, at the center of the storm, showed no panic. The magical storm cut his skin, bringing waves of pain.
However, the experience of his Focus Aura kept increasing. It seemed that taking hits and getting injured could grant him experience?
"The Burning Legion's invasion is inevitable. This is an opportunity, an opportunity for the black dragonflight to return to the stage."
"I have a way to help you hatch the unhatched dragon eggs, and you don't need to worry about me deceiving you. Lordaeron is vast, but it cannot withstand your wrath."
Arthas offered a benefit that she could not refuse: the legacy of the black dragonflight.
Sylvanas' heart pounded wildly upon hearing this. What other secrets was this Human prince hiding?
What else did she not know?
The more time she spent with him, the more she found herself drawn to him.
He wasn't particularly strong, yet he grew stronger when facing a strong opponent, and when facing a weak one, he directly thrashed them.
Curiosity is fatal to women; it makes them invest more energy in a man. By the time they realize it, they are already deeply entangled in the web of love.
He's a good person, just a bit short-lived!
A human lifespan of a hundred years compared to a high elf's five thousand years minimum is truly short-lived!
Sinestra did not stop the magical storm, nor did she realize that this could be giving the other party experience. She just stared intently at him.
Her red lips parted slightly, her clean, white teeth clamped together.
"Why should I believe you? The history of you humans is but a speck of dust in the eyes of dragons!"
It was like a stray dog on the roadside telling a person it could teach her how to get rich; who would believe that?
"Because Deathwing is hiding in the elemental plane of Deepholm, recovering from his injuries. His subordinate, Sabellian, took a group of black dragons and dragon eggs to hatch in Outland."
"Unfortunately, Outland has been torn apart, and the Void Storms there corrupted the black dragons into Void dragons with chaotic minds, rendering them unable to reproduce."
"Your daughter is a knight in Stormwind, your son is hiding in the Burning Steppes, and you yourself are evading Deathwing's pursuit. Do I need to tell you more details?"
Arthas calmly recounted one astonishing secret after another, deliberately avoiding mentioning the Lich King's repeated angers.
By the Light!
This time, not only was Sylvanas shocked, but even Sinestra, the black dragon Aspect, was on the verge of shock.
After a long moment, the magical storm dissipated. She waved her hand, using magic to restore the sofa, and sat down.
Her ample figure indeed showed she was a married woman.
Arthas looked at his Focus Aura, which had already jumped to level eight, and secretly sighed in regret. If he had endured a little longer, it could have reached max level.
Now, a 40% damage reduction was quite excellent; he was tougher and more resilient!
For solo quests, a tank was naturally the most suitable: paladins, Druids, they could deal damage and tank without dying!
Dungeons?
What dungeons? Never doing dungeons, alright!
Don't even think about tricking me out of my stronghold!
"My apologies, I was just a bit tense."
"Let's reintroduce ourselves. I am Sinestra, the dragon queen of the Black Dragonflight."
With that, she extended her fair, jade-like hand, changing from her human form back to her high elf appearance, which was her true illusion.
Dragon illusions usually have a fixed appearance, making it more suitable for their transformation.
Sylvanas remained suspiciously vigilant, her heart pounding. It seemed that compared to the prince, she was a fool!
Arthas shook her hand, and then subtly glanced at her amazing peaks.
Unexpectedly, Sinestra noticed, and instead of scolding him, she deliberately puffed out her chest.
"Ahem, alright, Sinestra, we need to cooperate."
"Please collect the bones of dragons who have fallen in the past for me. I have great use for them."
"This is my future wife, Sylvanas. Don't be nervous, we are allies now."
Arthas made the announcement first. Since he was already here, if he didn't marry Sylvanas and have ten or eight children with her, how could he face the Horde with honor?
Horde: I really thank you, Alliance dog!
Sylvanas was somewhat taken aback by this; she hadn't agreed yet!
She couldn't help but let out a snort.
"You are too short-lived; I will not agree to you!"
Watching the couple flirt, Sinestra couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Her snowy, abundant peaks made even Sylvanas jealous.
"Don't worry, little high elf, your spouse is not a short-lived person. There are too many ways to extend life. Perhaps you won't even live as long as he will!"
As a dragon queen who had survived since ancient times, she was well-informed, and black dragons were primarily focused on combat, unlike the Green dragons who only knew Sleep all day.
She alone knew of three methods for extending life and achieving immortality, not to mention others.
"Little prince, I can help you with your request, but when can I see results?"
For cooperation, one naturally needed to see the other party's sincerity.
"Three days from now, bring the maximum amount of timber and gold you can to Tirisfal Glades. I'll be waiting for you there."
"Your daughter can help you. As for the gold, south of Stormwind, there are many goblins; they are very rich. This is also a test for you."
Arthas made an exorbitant demand; he naturally intended to begin camp construction.
The Gryphon Aviary in human architecture could hatch dragon eggs, and they would also pledge loyalty to him.
If these dragon whelps obeyed him, would Sinestra and that black dragon sister still turn against him?
What was this called?
This was called forced buying and selling!
One day, he, Arthas, would also become a dragon knight!
Ride hard! Ride with all his might he will!
This he vowed!