Chapter 658: Honey Wine (3)

The heavy rock cut off the fire from the furnace, and the king's audience room was dim, and Magni reclined on his throne, his eyes half-squinted, and for a moment Loria thought he was asleep.

"About my proposal......"

"What is the proposal?" Magni's eyes widened as if he had suddenly woken up, "I'm the leader of the Alliance...... One, if you're here to say those stupid things, you'd better go back as soon as possible. ”

"I didn't think you'd agree. Loria curled the corners of her mouth, "Anyway, the merchants who dare to venture across the Plaguelands are worthless to them. ”

Magni frowned, looking a little intimidating.

"I'm here for another purpose, and my proposal to you is just a hypothesis, we may not be friends, but we are not enemies, I am neither short of supplies nor need reinforcements, but I am always afraid to stay surrounded by the undead all day...... My people and compatriots have suffered too much, and I don't want them to be used as corpse material for Sylvanas to attack the Alliance because of the Alliance's strategic mistakes. ”

Magni remained silent, but his expression was somewhat softened, perhaps he had had similar distress in the hundreds of years he had been sitting on the throne.

"If there is not a single living human left in Lordaeron's homeland, where will the Scourge or the spirits of the self-proclaimed Forsaken go? I guess they won't be satisfied with their existing territory, and after a long battle with the undead, I know that the empty souls of these dead who defy nature will never be filled, and they won't stop moving, but next time, the front line will be further south. ”

"What you're saying is just speculation, the Coalition is sure to keep the undead in the north!" said Magni dryly, impatiently grabbing the bottle beside the throne and shaking it in his hand, raising his head to drink, but putting it back in place.

"Who knows?" Loria shrugged, "I understand your concerns, me and my people...... Well, the reputation is a little flawed. ”

Not a little bit.

"But I want to ask you to do me a personal favor. She continued.

Magni was already impatient, and couldn't she see that he was busy, and he had a myriad of more important things to worry about, and he didn't have time to waste time with a self-righteous little girl, and if it weren't for her grandfather's sake, he would have thrown her and her men out of Ironforge.

"Please take a look...... There is still a possibility that there is no fix. She opened a small delicate pocket, revealing what looked like a pile of metal shards.

What is this?, Magni's eyes narrowed, and he involuntarily stood up and approached Loria, looking at the pocket she held in her hand.

"Don't challenge my patience anymore...... Wait a minute, this rune looks familiar. ”

Magni snatched the pocket.

Loria pouted, not only familiar?, this is the work of the dwarven king himself.

The Titans were on top, Magni muttered quietly, simply dumping all the pieces on top of his throne, rummaging through them and examining them.

"What happened? It was as if it had been rudely broken by several archmagers with mana. ”

"I don't know...... Probably the undead did it. Loria tilted her gaze to the side.

"No, there is no breath of the undead, pure light and shadow magic...... Somebody was fighting for it, and then those two or more idiots made it like this. ”

Loria bit her lip and remained silent.

"The sword body has been completely destroyed, and even the crystal that is the core has been scrapped, I'm sorry, Loria, there is no chance of recovery for the Ember Bringer. ”

"How could it be ......?"

"I can't help it, I really don't know what kind of fool would desperately instill magic into the rune sword. Magni shook her head regretfully, her gray beard shaking, "I know this sword has a special meaning for you, I'm sorry. ”

"No warranty?"

"It's past the time limit, and there's no way to fix it. ”

"Can I change that?"

“……”

Loria suddenly thought of that strange dream, and the two halves of the body that had not only split their personalities, but also their IQs, and asked, "What about reforges? I mean recast into two swords!"

“……”

Magni was silent for a moment, then turned to examine the remains of the Ashbringer, he tossed the metal aside, carefully gathered the fragments of the crystal, and then paced in place with a deep groan, before speaking in an uncertain tone, "Re-cutting should be able to forge two similar swords, but it will never restore the power of the Ashbringer." ”

The old king shook his head regretfully, the Ember Messenger was his most successful work, and he was sorry that it was now like this.

"Hey......" Loria was disappointed, "how much weaker will it be than it was?"

"Much weaker. Magni's voice grew older, "I've heard that when the Ember Bringer was in your grandfather's hands, any undead spirit who was struck would be burned by the light and turned to ashes in an instant...... If reforged, they might still be called artifacts, but they won't have such a magical effect again. ”

Artifact?Loria was stunned for a moment, her original expectation was just a powerful weapon, this level, although she didn't understand why an artifact was an artifact, but as long as it was an artifact, it was very powerful, wasn't it?

And also buy one get one free, even if the Ash Messenger appeared in front of her well, it wouldn't be so good, that sword was too long and heavy to fit her at all.

"Your Majesty, please help me!"

"I see, since it's the Ember Bringer, I don't mind lighting the forge for it one more time...... I don't know how ......much of my craft I don't know," Magni's gaze could not take away from the pile of wreckage, and he waved his hand at Loria, who was about to pounce on her with two big shining eyes, "Find a place to spend your own time, and when you're done, I'll send someone to inform you." ”

……

Even after a long time, Loria was still humming and chirping excitedly, she was not an avid collector of weapons, but she was happy to hear that she had received a great gift...... The Ember Bringer, even if it is a reforged Ember Bringer, is much more than just a weapon.

After stabbing two Scourge leaders, conquering and occupying Stratholme, and putting Renault on trial, no one dared to challenge her rule over the Crusaders...... And once the Ember Messenger appears in her hands, whether it is the hearts of the people or the morale, it may bring a rare period of internal stability.

In the wake of the sudden appearance of the Elven Ranger on the northern frontier, this time is precious.