For priceless love, Moira can give up even if she is heartbroken.
But Moira will never tolerate threats to the throne.
Moira knew very well that once a dwarf gets angry, he likes to speak freely and make nonsense. What he says may not be true, but may just be made up.
But when it comes to the throne, nothing can be done carelessly. Whether it is true or false, Moira must confirm it clearly.
As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.
Although they are full brothers from the same mother, Muradin Bronzebeard, like his younger brother Brann Bronzebeard, does not like to stay in Ironforge to see his brother's face. He uses travel as an excuse to adventure around Azeroth all year round.
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After Muradin became the leader of the Northrend Frost Dwarves, and occasionally received help from the Scourge, Muradin was satisfied with this. The distant Ironforge had long since become a bubble in his memory. If no accident happened, he would never be able to survive.
Will not return to Ironforge.
But Muradin had to pay attention to the letter sent by Moira.
Especially when Moira claimed that she already had the evidence that Muradin created Frostmourne, and that if she refused to come back to meet him, she would give the evidence to Thrall. Muradin was so frightened that he almost fainted.
Even the Lich King Arthas was "killed" by Fordring, at least on the surface. Muradin didn't dare to bet on his own luck, let alone Thrall's kindness.
Muradin could only hire a Dalaran mage at a high price, teleport to the Flame Peak in the Burning Steppes, and secretly enter the Blackrock Abyss to meet Moira.
The two met in a secret room, and Muradin pretended to be calm and said:
"Eldest niece, we are all a family. What can't we say in person? There are no outsiders here. You and I both know what Sal is like. He is a big bastard. If you hand over the evidence to him, I'm afraid we Bronzebeards will
No one in the family will be spared."
"I'm not that stupid." Moira said seriously: "The evidence has been destroyed long ago."
Muradin let out a sigh of relief: "That's good. I don't know what my eldest niece has to say. The frost dwarves live in a difficult environment and cannot leave me for a moment."
Moira smiled slightly and said: "Dear uncle, if you insist on leaving, the evidence may pop up again. This is beyond my control."
"Damn it, just as sinister and vicious as her father."
Muradin cursed secretly in his heart, guessing Moira's purpose. Does she want the dominance of the frost dwarves? Muradin was very reluctant to give up.
Moira suddenly asked: "My father has a woman outside, right?"
Muradin didn't react for a moment and was stunned on the spot.
Looking at Muradin's expression, Moira knew there was something wrong, and said calmly: "I accidentally obtained some evidence, I hope you won't deceive me."
Muradin couldn't figure out the details of Moira, so he could only avoid the important things and said:
"After all, your father is the king of Ironforge. It is normal to have some women. It is a tacit secret among the royal families of all races. When it comes to the opposite sex, Thrall and Sylvanas are role models.
, I don’t know much about Thrall, but I heard that Sylvanas is looking for medicine everywhere because she has lost the ability to reproduce.”
Moira looked at Muradin fiercely: "Damn it, I just want the truth, not sophistry. How many illegitimate children does my father have? If your answer does not satisfy me, the evidence will be sent to Ogre tomorrow.
Mal, place it in front of Garrosh."
Muradin hesitated for a long time and whispered:
"Your uncle Brian Bronzebeard, one of his missions is to collect beautiful women from all over Azeroth. I don't know how many illegitimate children your father has. Brian has a long list in his hand, recording the names of those who were placed in Azeroth.
Bastards from all over Lars.”
After Moira heard this, she was astonished as if the Fire Lord appeared in front of her. The tall and upright image of her father, Magni Bronzebeard, collapsed in an instant.
"What else?" Moira asked calmly.
Muradin scratched his head and replied:
"Moira, you should understand that in your father's heart, you are always the first heir to the throne."
Moira snorted coldly and said, "But I'm not the only one, right?"
Muradin smiled awkwardly:
"Your father would secretly provide living expenses to the illegitimate children every month, and there were a few particularly outstanding ones. I remember one of them was raised in the Zandalari Empire. Your father regretfully said more than once, if Moira could
It would be great to have him as good as him."
Moira rolled her eyes, not as angry as she expected, and asked calmly: "Are there dwarves in the Zandalar Empire?"
Muradin said with admiration: "This is his excellence. He has been dressing up as an orc since he was a child, and no one noticed him. He has become a frequent visitor to Zuldazar's upper class."
Moira covered her forehead and smiled instead of being angry:
"This is the kind of father who actually stopped my love affair with Anduin. If I were not the queen of the Dark Iron Dwarves, I would have been abandoned by my father long ago, right?"
Muradin shook his head and said: "Moira, you don't understand your father. He holds supreme authority. If he wants you to die, you will never survive."
Moira looked puzzled, and Muradin lowered his voice and explained:
"This is the secret of our Bronzebeard family. We have been serving a great being. Only by receiving protection can we become the eternal king of Ironforge. I don't know much about it. I can only wait for you to become the king of Ironforge.
Only then are you qualified to see the truth. Moira, please do not resist your father, or you will really die."
"I won't!" Moira yelled stubbornly:
"Everything I have achieved now is the result of my hard work. I have known since I was very young that my destiny can only be in my own hands, rather than relying on the mercy of others."
Moira stood up and looked at the blazing flames quietly.
"I can assassinate my husband, Emperor Thaurissan of the Dark Iron Dwarves, so why should I be merciful to my father, King Bronzebeard of Ironforge?"
Muradin almost jumped up in fright: "Moira, are you crazy?"
Moira smiled sinisterly and said: "My dear uncle, we should unite and fight against my father together. Don't forget that I hold your handle and will kill you at any time."
Muradin felt his scalp numb and asked uneasily: "Moira, why do you do this? After all, he is your father."
"Under royal power, there is no family affection." Moira said firmly.
Muradin shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, you don't know how difficult it is. We can't do it. We really can't do it."
Moira chuckled and said: "My uncle, you must find a way. After all, you know my father better than I do."
Muradin looked gloomy, knowing that he could no longer escape and could only face it hard.
After thinking for a long time, Muradin stammered:
"I obtained a Titan relic from Ulduar. It is said to be a stone slab that can communicate with the earth and listen to the sounds of the elements, but it actually turns the user into diamond."
At this point, Muradin held his head and said painfully: "No, your father is very smart. He will not be fooled. We will all die."