Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

Arthas obviously didn't react, and was slightly stunned. The two blue soul fires under his helmet seemed to jump, and the flames expanded and shrank.

He was still immersed in the joy of being recognized by his mother, but he encountered this as soon as he went out, so he was inevitably a little dazed.

But as a learned and rational lich, Arthas quickly regained his previous calmness, and the soul fire in his eyes and chest also returned to calm.

He inadvertently glanced at Irene who was standing quietly eating melons, and after making sure that his mother had no objection, he turned his gaze back and took a deep look at the somewhat nervous and embarrassed Kailuo Luo.

In the other party's expectant eyes, he slowly raised one hand and took the gift box that still had a little warmth.

The throat that had been decayed under the helmet trembled, opened its mouth, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Thank you."

It was just two dry words, without even a trace of emotion, but after hearing it, Kailuo felt like she had received a great reward. Looking at the cold armor in front of her, her face was filled with a happy smile.

When she was in the small town in the Eastern countries, she envied those children who could be thanked and praised by Lord Arthas. Now that she has also received a thank you, she feels that her life seems to be more complete.

But before Kailuo could break free from this joy, she saw Arthas stretched out another big hand covered with black iron armor and gently pressed it on her head.

Kailuo only felt a weight on her head, and the faint coolness carried by the armor spread throughout her body through the little red hat.

Kailuo, who didn't react for a while, was stunned for two seconds, and then her little face suddenly turned red like a monkey's butt!

'Lord Arthas... touched my head? ’

The girl was caught off guard by the sudden head-patting, and her eyes widened suddenly. Her pupils were dilated, as if she had turned into a mosquito coil that kept spinning.

Her heart was beating like a disco.

At the same time, a white mist suddenly rose from the top of her head, coupled with her little face that was already red to the ears.

It was just like a freshly baked steam engine!

‘Ahhhhhhh… Who am I! Where am I! What am I going to do! ’

Kailolo turned into a groundhog in his mind, and while making a series of sharp howls, he asked three very philosophical questions like a fisherman who caught a giant.

It was only a moment, but Kailuo felt as if thousands of years had passed.

After finally remembering who she was, she shook her head and broke free from Arthas's big hand. She lowered her head and dared not look directly at Arthas. She stammered with a panicked face: "Ah... Lord Arthas... That... That... It's getting late... I... I'll leave first!"

She almost shouted the second half of the sentence, and then hurriedly ran down the stairs until she reached the last step. As if she remembered something, she turned her head and tried not to look at Arthas. She focused her eyes on Irene, bowed down and saluted, and shouted very quickly: "Thank you, sister! You are a good person!"

Then she ran to one side of the street, covering her blushing face like a little white rabbit being chased by a hound. Fortunately, there seemed to be no one passing by this street at night, so there was no traffic accident.

When Kylolo's back completely disappeared at a corner of the street, Arthas, who was still in the posture of patting her head, looked at Irene with some doubts. He looked at the direction where the girl disappeared with his chin raised, looking as if the melon was really delicious.

"Mother, can you let me go?" Arthas suddenly said.

Just now, his arm was suddenly bound by an invisible magician's hand, and he made that move, but because he realized that the caster of the magician's hand was Irene, he did not resist, but felt a little confused.

"Oh?" Irene seemed to have just come to her senses, waved her hand casually, untied the restraint on Arthas's arm, looked at the gift box in Arthas's hand, and showed a little naughty smile on her face. "What an interesting little guy."

Then his eyes moved up. "Don't you want to open the gift and take a look?"

"Uh... Mother, I think you may have misunderstood." Although he didn't quite understand what Irene was saying, facing the eyes that seemed to say, 'I can't believe you, old Deng, actually like this', Arthas still explained from the heart: "She is just an apprentice I took in when I was traveling to the human countries."

Then he lowered his head to look at the pink gift box in his hand, scanned it with his mental power, and usedIn an emotionless tone, he said, "It's a white cloak inside, without any magical fluctuations, and it's not worth much."

"Arthas, my stupid eldest son, gifts are not measured by value, they are a token of affection." Irene complained, and then as if she finally realized something, she showed a look of disdain. Turning and walking down the stairs, she whispered, "The emotionless undead are really boring."

Leaving Arthas in a daze, he whispered, "Thought...value?"

It seemed as if something in his heart was touched, but before he could understand this feeling more deeply, he heard Irene's voice again, "Tell me about what you have done over the years."

Arthas looked in the direction of the voice and saw Irene standing under a street lamp standing on the side of the road, looking up at the light tube emitting dim light, and her golden eyes reflecting a bright light like a gem.

Her knuckles tapped lightly on the metal pole supporting the street lamp, like a country girl who had never seen the world, and she exclaimed:

"By the way, tell me about the development of the empire over the years. I didn't notice it just now, but it's actually a street lamp! Damn, did the technology tree jump directly from the steam age to the electric age after I slept?"

"I obey your will." Arthas immediately sorted out his thoughts, put the gift box into the storage ring, disappeared from the spot with a flicker, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Irene.

But before he could open his mouth to tell the story, a bell that resounded throughout the city suddenly exploded in his ears.

Irene raised her head, and as perceptive as she was, she instantly realized that the bell was not emitted by the 'big golden bell' on the top of the church tower.

"A tide of mutated beasts is coming." Arthas explained at the right time. His expression under the helmet became very serious. He looked towards the towering black city walls. The bell sound came from a large black bell hanging on the wall.