Moira believed that she was this kind of person. She didn't care about the curse in her old age or the miserable pain that had lasted for more than ten years. She just enjoyed the feeling of being high and above.
Of course, Moira will not be blindly arrogant. She understands the strength of the Dark Iron dwarves and it is impossible to attack Ironforge unless they get help.
Moira went to discuss it with Jaina. Behind Jaina stood two guardians and a group of mages from Dalaran. As long as Jaina was willing to help, Moira had a great chance of winning.
Entering Jaina's tent, Moira was surprised to find Jaina packing her luggage.
"Jaina, what are you doing?" Moira asked in confusion.
Jaina smiled: "Moira, you promised me to become the queen of Ironforge and give me Prince Anduin, but now you are not the queen."
Moira tried hard to argue: "Jaina, that's why I need your help to help me regain the throne. Not only will I send Anduin, but I will also express my gratitude."
Jaina shook her head and said: "I'm sorry, Moira, I don't want to participate in the dwarves' civil war. You know me. I have always been peace-loving and cannot stand sacrifice and bloodshed."
After that, Jaina packed her luggage and left. Moira was stunned for a long time before stamping her feet and complaining: "Damn it, how could a vicious woman like Jaina love peace? Muradin must have agreed to hand over Anduin, huh?
, you can’t even hope to succeed.”
After Anduin left, Muradin once again entered the Titan Relic Chamber, read the information left by his predecessors, and accidentally discovered a mahogany box with a lock hanging on it.
Muradin searched the entire room but found no key.
This lock is very delicate. Fortunately, Muradin is a skilled blacksmith. After spending a lot of thought, he successfully opened the mahogany box.
There was a piece of red hair inside the wooden box, which revealed an ominous aura.
Under the red hair was a stack of thick books. Muradin was shocked when he saw it.
Ominous old age, red hair, terrible curses, miserable howls, and deformed monsters.
All kinds of terrible words kept jumping into Muradin's eyes.
No wonder Magni didn't pass the throne of king to Moira. It turns out that every generation of kings of the Bronzebeard family has to endure the curse. In his later years, he fell into madness, his body was covered with red hair, and he had to enter the old Ironforge.
He endured unimaginable pain every day, howling miserably, and only regained consciousness for a few short days every month.
The seniors of the Bronzebeard family have been sparing no effort to study this terrible curse. For example, they tried to pass the king to the Anvilmar family, but the guardians of the World Tree of the Bronzebeard family still could not escape the fate of the curse.
Magni made a breakthrough in the study of the curse. Through the excavation of ancient ruins, he found the origin of the dwarves. They turned out to be the creations of the Titans.
Therefore, Magni analyzed that the remaining titan power in the dwarves' bodies would conflict with the power of the moon god Elune, causing them to grow into terrifying aberrations in their later years.
Only on certain days of the month, when the power of the moon god Elune prevails, will they regain their brief lucidity.
Muradin was secretly glad that Magni was still alive and that he was not the guardian of the World Tree and did not have to suffer this terrible fate.
Jaina entered Ironforge and, under Magni's arrangement, met Prince Anduin.
Anduin's expression was very calm and he said calmly: "Arch Mage Jaina, I have already prepared. The savior Thrall is probably waiting impatiently."
Looking at the polite Prince in front of her, Jaina felt a little suspicious. From His Prince's tone, it seemed that he was not afraid of death at all, which was completely different from the impression of Anduin.
Jaina plans to use bloodline tracing to verify Prince Anduin's identity.
After hesitating for a while, Jaina gave up. It didn't matter whether it was true or not, as long as she could deliver a message to Thrall.
Anduin added: "It's just that I have a condition. My father lost his son and must have suffered unimaginable pain. I want to return to Stormwind City to see my father one last time."
Jaina can confirm that the "Anduin" in front of her must be fake. Varian and his son have never been harmonious, but only showed concern for each other in front of outsiders.
"Okay, I promise you."
It was just a one-time meeting, so there was nothing wrong with it. Jaina agreed, not wanting to cause any more trouble.
Jaina opened the portal and sent Prince Anduin back to Stormwind City.
King Varian was very unhappy when he heard that Anduin had come back to see him for the last time, so he could only pretend to meet Anduin in the study.
Upon seeing King Varian, Anduin burst into tears, knelt on the ground and cried:
"Father, the child is about to leave. Thrall is the great savior. I have broken my heart for Azeroth. As the prince of the Kingdom of Stormwind, I must also fulfill my share of responsibilities. I am very willing to do it for Azeroth."
Xerath sacrificed himself because he was sorry for his father's upbringing and asked his father to forgive his child's unfilial piety."
"What's going on?"
Varian was puzzled after hearing this. How could he be Prince Anduin? He was like the holy son in fairy tales. Such a person would be eaten up in the royal family of Stormwind City in less than half a day.
"Not normal, this is definitely not normal."
Varian looked at Jaina aside. Jaina's expression was calm and she was not surprised at all.
"Could it be that the Anduin in front of me is fake and is Thrall's test for me?"
Varian suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, and he was afraid that Thrall would stand up and kick Varian off the throne at the next moment.
"You are not Anduin." Varian stood up and said sullenly.
Jaina on the side was stunned, reacting strangely to Varian, and hurriedly defended: "No, Varian, you are mistaken, he is indeed Prince Anduin."
Varian snorted coldly and said: "Jaina, I know what you are thinking. This is a test for me, right? Don't worry, I am willing to give everything for Azeroth and will never let the fake Anduin
, tarnishing the reputation of Thrall, the great savior.”
Unexpectedly, it was self-defeating. Jaina regretted it and could only struggle weakly: "No, Varian, things are not what you imagined."
"Stop talking."
Varian asked seriously: "Tell me where the real Anduin is, and I will capture him immediately and deliver him to Thrall myself, for the sake of Azeroth."
Jaina smiled bitterly and said nothing, and Varian asked smartly:
"It's in Ironforge, right? I will bring him back myself."
Just to recapture Prince Anduin, Varian believed that there was no need to mobilize troops, and the cooperation of MI7 would be enough.
Shaw, the leader of MI7, was stunned when he received Varian's order.
Shaw naturally knew where Ironforge was, and it was protected by mysterious power. Even the orcs did not dare to attack Ironforge, and MI7 agents never acted recklessly in Ironforge.
But Shore didn't dare tell Varian the truth.
Persuading a stubborn king will only lead to death for himself. However, Shore has no choice but to pick out the abandoned son of MI7, falsely claim to be an elite, and hand him over to Varian to lead.
Unaware of the deception, Varian led dozens of MI7 agents and rushed towards Ironforge.