My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The Red Dragon Queen betrayed her most loyal guard without hesitation.

"You mean... Krasus?"

Arthas was more familiar with the human name of the humanoid dragon.

"Yes, that's it! Don't worry, Clay listens very much to me, and will definitely cook this crystal for you."

The Red Dragon Queen said to Arthas very righteously.

Arthas looked at the Red Dragon Queen helplessly-even though he was not very familiar with the dragon named Krasus, Arthas still felt sad for him-or that it was not easy to have such a brain The easy-to-use queen is a sad thing for the entire Red Dragon clan.

"Alsace, I don't understand very much...what are you talking about?"

Magni? Bronzebeard was confused—for him, Krasus and Clay were all very strange names.

"Your Queen means... she will find another dragon to help you provide flames; it is a very knowledgeable and powerful creature, I believe you should be able to work out how to melt this crystal... but that It will take time for the dragon to arrive here. Before that, Magni, I want to learn about the Dark Iron Dwarf with you."

Arthas said to Magni? Bronzebeard.(To be continued.)

828 The Story of the Dark Iron Dwarf

Because there was no way to melt the crystal for the time being, Magni Bronzebeard was able to spare time and took his human guests to sit down at an empty table on the side of the street in Ironforge.

If it weren't for Muradin? Bronzebeard, he knew that the dwarves had a rough temper, Arthas would really mistakenly think that the king of Ironforge was deliberately neglecting himself.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Arthas, why are you here? Isn't the Kingdom of Lordaeron at war with the Kingdom of Gilneas?"

As soon as he sat down, Alexandros Mograine couldn't restrain the doubt in his heart and asked eagerly.

Because Archbishop Alonthos Faw’s body has always been poor, and the Church of the Light also has a neutral position similar to that of Dalaran. Therefore, this time the war between the Alliance and the Kingdom of Gilneas, the Knights of the Silver Hand did not Did not participate in it.

However, this does not prevent the Paladins who came from the Royal Guard of Lordaeron from viewing this war from the standpoint of their homeland. They firmly believe that the alliance led by His Majesty King Terenas will not fail.

"The war there is over. We captured the royal city of the Gilneas Kingdom. Gene Greymane didn't know where he fled, but...it doesn't matter."

Arthas replied with a smile.

"So soon? Then... His Majesty King Terenas also returned to Lordaeron?"

Alfred Abidis slapped his palm with excitement, and then interjected.

"No, I came back through the Magic Teleportation Array because of something urgent. My father is still in the Gilneas City. Even if the war is over, there are still many things to deal with... We decided to divide the land of Gilneas into four. , As for the dwarf kingdom... will get the right to use all the mines in Gilneas for a whole year. I believe Muradin will bring this news back to Ironforge soon."

Arthas smiled and said to Magni Bronzebeard.

"Thank me for your father's generosity, Arthas, Ironforge will always be a loyal ally of the Kingdom of Lordaeron; but...what you said, those dark iron dwarves...what conspiracy are they brewing?"

Magni Bronzebeard conjured up a small wine barrel from under the table, took a sip, and asked suspiciously.

"I got some news from a special channel... The dark iron dwarves who are entrenched in the burning plains have heard that the frequent fire elements there are related to them, is that true?"

Arthas considered his words, and then asked.

"To be honest... Alsace, our Ironforge hasn't dealt with the Dark Iron dwarves for a while; since even a year ago, my father led the Ironforge army to defeat the group in Grim Batol. After the guys, they never dared to approach our Dun Morogh Snowfield again."

Magni Bronzebeard took a big sip of ale, wiped his beard, and said loudly-his mood seemed a little depressed, because he thought of his father again.

"About that war...Can you tell us in detail?"

Arthas asked.

"Of course... In fact, this is not a glorious war. Many years ago, I was just a young guy back then, here, just like you are now."

"We dwarves have always lived on the Dun Morogh Snowfields. We hollowed out the mountains and built fortresses. The merciful and brave alpine king Modimus Anvilmar is the common leader of all our dwarves."

"We are satisfied with ale and excavation, forging and construction, but one day, we discovered that a group of creatures called humans appeared near us-yes, it was from that time that we had communicated with humans. "

Magni? Bronzebeard said with aftertaste.

"You mean... Stormwind City of Family Wrynn?"

Alsace suddenly realized.

"Yes, that's right... How many years ago was that? When they rode those tattered ships across the endless sea and came to this strange land... Damn, my memory is too It didn't work well at first."

Magni? Bronzebeard murmured.

"If this is the case, father, you should drink less alcohol!"

Moira Bronzebeard said loudly—she could not remember the appearance of her mother who died young, but she loved her father very much, and she felt that Magni Bronzebeard drank too much to buy wine--even though It's too much for a dwarf.

"Ha! How can dwarves not drink? In short, we helped those humans build their first city in the south, well, on the side across the mountain... We started the trade, and they grew bigger , Higher-yielding barley, we use ironware and handicrafts to exchange food and ore from them."

"But even the great alpine king Modimus? Anvilmar never thought that the communication with humans would have much impact on the dwarf society... This also laid a hidden danger for the subsequent division."

Magni Bronzebeard laughed and stroked his daughter's head, then poured another sip of ale into Moira Bronzebeard's anger, and said sadly.

"Change? Is it related to us humans?"

It was the first time Alsace heard such a statement.

"Yes, in addition to food and ore, what you humans bring us dwarves, there are two other things-spells, and councils."

Magni Bronzebeard nodded and said.

"Spells and councils?"

Arthas, Alexandros Mograine and Alfred Abydis looked at each other. Neither he nor the two paladins understood how these two things made the dwarf society. Falling apart.

"The mountain king Modimus? Anvilmar does not have his own heirs. Under his rule, the three princes represent the three largest tribes in the dwarf kingdom."

"Madora? Bronzebeard, my father is one of them; Cardros? Wildhammer and Thaurissan of the Dark Iron tribe; these three princes control the second only to the mountain king Modimus Anweimar Your power."

"Among them, the Bronzebeard clan represented by my father is in charge of the guard of the mountain king Modimus Anvilmar. Cardros Wildhammer and his tribe make wine and fish in the mountains and fringes of the Dun Morogh Snowfield. And hunting, and Thaurissan and his Dark Iron tribe..."

Magni Bronzebeard smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had personally experienced the transformation of the dwarf society. If he could choose again, he would do his best to stop his father, the leader of the Bronzebeard tribe at the time. Madoran? Prince Bronzebeard.(To be continued.)

829 The Secret of the Battle of Three Hammers

"Black Iron Tribe? What happened to them?"

Arthas asked quickly.

"They prefer to study things that have nothing to do with our lives-those relics and vessels of unknown origin dug out from the mountains, those words and pictures left over from unknown eras and races... The Black Iron tribe seems I am very interested in all unknown things, including of course the thing called'spell' brought by humans."

"Thawrisen and his wife Mordgood learned how to use spells from humans, which made the Dark Iron tribe like a treasure; through spells, they were able to dig deeper into the ground and figure out the original ones more easily. The words and pictures unearthed from the complex and incomprehensible ruins below."

"The behavior of the Dark Iron tribe made my father and Prince Cardros Wildhammer even more worried. They thought that if the Dark Iron tribe were allowed to dig underground, it would very likely anger the center of the mountain and bring danger to the entire tribe-to be fair. We Ironforge dwarves are still digging for the secrets in the mountains, but... we never have the same respect for the mountains as the Dark Iron dwarves."