The three dwarven princes originally planned to talk to Oss alone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Whether it's what they've known before, or what their respective leaders have reported. Even now, the three dwarven princes asked for more details from their respective sons. Without exception, they wanted to see Oss even more.

Oss also deliberately put the time of the meeting after dinner. But he didn't use this time to discuss any countermeasures with Chromie and Jigax. He only speculated that the three dwarven princes must have had a lot to say to their sons. And Oss was sure that Muradine and Dagran would find ways to help him.

After thinking about it, Oss decided to start with Prince Copperbeard. Signaling to the Copperbeard Guard guarding the doorway to the room, Oss knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Prince Madoland's voice came from inside the room.

The door was unlocked, and Oss gently pushed it open and stepped inside. Inside, Prince Madolan was putting down a pen, and he had just seemed to be writing something on a piece of parchment. Muradin was standing behind Prince Madolan, wincing at the incoming Os.

Oss bowed to Prince Madolan in accordance with human etiquette. However, when Oss straightened up, he did not take any detours, and said directly: "So, Prince Madolan, what do you decide when the matter has come to this?" ”

Prince Madolan apparently did not expect Oss to speak like this. He turned his head to look at Muradin, then stood up and walked over to Oss and invited him to sit down: "You don't speak in a way that is like any human I know. ”

"So humans are incapable of meddling in the affairs of the dwarves! I see myself as a dwarf, and I'm talking to the prince of the dwarves. ”

Prince Madolan nodded, and sat down face to face with Os. He was no longer tempting, and replied directly: "The Copperbeard Tribe will not give up the Iron Furnace Fort, and this will always be the same. ”

"I understand, and I agree with that." Oss affirmed this, but said, "But you should choose a better way, and strength cannot be used to treat brothers!" ”

"You're saying I'm wrong?" Prince Madolan turned cold and narrowed his eyes.

'Yes, you are wrong. ' If the War of the Three Hammers is fought as it was in its original history, you will lose your brothers, and countless other people! The Brute Hammer Tribe will move to the mountains, and the Black Iron Tribe will take revenge! Even the Thunderspear Clan will stay away from Danmoro! The entire Dwarven Empire will fall apart, and the King of the Mountains will die! ”

In just a few words, the atmosphere of the whole room changed. Prince Madolan spoke no more, and Auth spoke no more. Muradin wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to interject at this point.

After a long time, Prince Madolan spat out two words: "Reason." ”

Oss stretched out his index and middle fingers and said, "First, the tragedy of the dwarves fratricidal is avoidable. ”

"I already know that."

"The second point, I'm just imagining, united, dwarves who have never been at war. You're sure to be able to exert even more power against the Burning Legion! ”

Prince Madolan was noncommittal about this, and he knew about the Burning Legion. He had also heard from Muradin about the Burning Legion re-invading three hundred years after Os's location. However, three hundred years later, it is not long or short for the dwarves, and there is no need to worry at this time.

Prince Madolan stared at Os, and said again, "I already know this! And what about you, yourself, what does a human want from a dwarf? ”

Oss didn't feel nervous at all, he suddenly smiled and said lightly: "I have obtained the most precious things, called 'affection' and 'friendship'!" The dwarf elders who treat me like children, and the brothers who are like a family. Now, I have three older brothers. ”

As he said this, Muradin puffed up his chest proudly and looked at his father triumphantly. However, Prince Madolan glared, and Muradin went down again.

"Since you have the confidence to do something, it's up to you to do it. However, the griffons are to be owned by the Copperbeard Clan. Prince Madolan's tone was not like a discussion at all, but an order.

Oss finally felt why the dwarves of the Hammer tribe would say "strong Madolan bastards" when they mentioned the Copperbeard Tribe......

But Oss was not afraid, he refused: "This is not good, the griffon has a more important role and cannot belong to one side alone. Moreover, in its original history, it was one of the symbols of the Brute Hammer tribe! ”

"Commons?"

"Yes, griffons and eagles, for the entire Alliance." Oss explained in detail, of course, he didn't want Prince Madoran to misunderstand, "The horror of the Burning Legion is definitely far beyond your imagination. In the future, humans, dwarves, gnomes, and night elves will form an alliance to fight these demons. ”

Prince Madolan was suddenly taken aback and slightly out of shape. He said incredulously, "Night Elves!? Those long ears will pull down their identities and unite with us mortals!? Are you sure you're not wrong!? ”

"That's why I say that the dwarven civil war is simply an unnecessary tragedy. Even if you do nothing, the Burning Legion will kill all the dwarves. Of course, human beings are no exception, and all life is no exception! The specific crisis in the future, as well as the loss of the Night Elves, you will naturally understand it in three hundred years! ”

Prince Madolan thought about it for a long time, and for the first time asked an irrelevant question: "Are you really only thirteen years old?" ”

"I ...... I am indeed only thirteen years old 'now'. "Oss bites the word 'now' very hard.

"Well, I'm not going to meddle in the griffon's problem. But in the matter of the cavalry regiment, you have to help Muradin with all your might. "Madolan gave up the griffin, but raised the cavalry regiment again.

"Father, don't you always ......," Muradin interjected.

"Shut up! Are you going to teach your father how to speak! Prince Madolan reprimanded, ignoring Os's presence.

"Of course I will, Muradin's is my big brother, my big brother!" Oss agreed.

"Now you can talk about your solution."

"Prince Cardros, I will move to the wetlands with the Hammer Clan. There, the Hammer Dwarves will build Grimbaatar. After that, they would go to Hinterland to establish the Eagle's Nest Mountain and complete the mission of domesticating griffins. The Black Iron Dwarves, on the other hand, will move to the Red Ridge Mountains and build their homes in the Black Rock Mountains. I hope that the three tribes will form a council to assist the King of the Mountains and deal with the affairs of the dwarves together! ”

"Huh." Prince Madolan chuckled and said indifferently, "If you can really persuade Egurel away, I will say a word of admiration to you!" ”

"I really can't do it now, but I'll have to see it later."

"Then I'll see."

"But I need your help."

"Oh?" Prince Madolan asked, "How can I help you?" ”

Oss stretched out his index and middle fingers a second time and demanded: "First, a public apology, nominally acknowledging that Ironforge is the common property of the three tribes; Second, wholeheartedly help the Brute Hammer and Black Iron tribes to build new cities. ”

"I agree with the second point." "But first, don't even think about it unless Egurel leaves first, and promises not to loot Ironforge again." ”

"But there is no first point, how can I persuade Prince Thoreson."

Prince Madolan stood up and made a send-off gesture: "That's your business!" I've already said it, let you do it, I'll see! ”

In desperation, Oss had to stand up and walk to the door. The moment he opened the door, he still couldn't hold back and asked, "Are interests really so important?" ”

"Haha." When Oss asked, Prince Madolan looked much more peaceful, "This sentence is like a child. So, when you become a king and have your own people and land, you will understand. ”

Oss walked out of the room, and Prince Madolan closed the door. Standing outside the room, Oss was silent for a moment, and said to himself in his heart: "Interests are important to the kingdom, but there are some things that should be more important than interests. Maybe I didn't go that far to think like this......"

Oss shook his head vigorously and turned to leave. Standing at the corner of the circular corridor on the second floor, he did not look for Prince Cardros again, but went directly to Prince Egurel.

There was a knock on the door, and it was Dagran who opened it. Walking into the room, Oss saw that the room was filled with dwarves. The dwarves were male and female, and three of them were acquainted. With a glance of his eyes, Oss understood their identity—the future Black Iron Seven Sages.

Oss once again bowed to the dwarves one by one. After that, Prince Egurel, who was seated at the top, said, "All go out." ”

Dagran, like Muradin, did not even dare to interject when he was in front of his father. He could only signal with his eyes that Oss would be fine, and followed his uncle and aunt out of the room.

Prince Egurel just looked at Os, and did not speak. The atmosphere was quiet, even a little eerie. And Oss faced the prince of the Black Iron Clan, especially with this kind of character and attitude, he really didn't know where to start.

"I ......" maintained an eerie atmosphere for nearly half an hour, and Oss finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke first.

However, Oss only said one word before he was interrupted. Prince Egourel's previous silence seemed to be to observe Os's patience. He said directly: "I did have that horrible thought, but only for a while. After that, I was planning how I could make the clan strong. Then use the way of Madolan to retake the Iron Forge. ”

"So, you've got in touch with the Fire Demon King."

"No, the Fire Demon King is still asleep. The one I got in touch with was the Fire Demon Clan under its command. There was a man named Xotus who claimed to be the steward of the Fire Demon King and the Fire Demon King. ”

"It turned out to be ......"

"So my question is, who the hell are you?" Prince Egurel asked. His tone remained flat, as if he didn't care about anything.

Oss was stunned for a moment, then understood. But after thinking about it, he didn't know how to answer the question. And to use the son of Baron Lordaeron to perfunctory, Oss would never be so stupid.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." "Go away, the Black Iron Dwarves would rather die than give up their treasures." ”

"But Ironforge is just a dead thing! If you leave here, the entire Hongling Mountain Range, the entire Blackstone Mountain, will be yours! ”

Os's words seemed to make Prince Egurel angry. He pointed to the door and said with a blank face, "The Iron Furnace Fort is not to be defiled, leave." ”

"But compared to a real treasure, Ironforge is a dead thing!" Unfazed, Oss said again, "Prince Egurel, you have more treasures to be cherished, so why bother nailing your eyes to an ironforge fort!" ”

Prince Egulel withdrew his hand and looked at Oss in silence.

Oss hurriedly said, "Isn't it! Your son Dagran, your wife, your brothers and sisters, and your Black Iron people! Aren't they themselves more precious than Ironforge? ”

After another moment of silence, Prince Egurel said, "They are, and so is Ironforge. ”

At this time, Oss suddenly had an idea. He retorted, "No, I will prove that they are ten thousand times more precious than Ironforge!" ”