"Muradin......" Arthas murmured in a voice that no one could hear. Frost Sorrow seemed to understand the excitement in his master's heart, and quietly stepped forward and put his hand on Arthas's shoulder as a sign of comfort. Arthas was silent for a moment, then smiled at the dwarven leader and said loudly, "Muradine Copperbeard of Ironforge, I am the prince of Lordaeron, and my name is Arthas. ”

The Prince of Lordaeron? - Muradin Copperbeard was slightly surprised - how could the prince of Lordaeron be in such a place? However, Muradin, he didn't think that the other side would be fake, he had a lot of dealings with humans, and knew that in the human kingdom, the class demarcation was very strict, and it was impossible for anyone to go around pretending to be a prince.

In addition, even more convincing is the human warrior who follows the little ghost head, who seems to be unsure that even he is sure to defeat. But...... Although he did not doubt Arthas's identity, Muradin was very puzzled - this little human imp...... Why do you know yourself? And he seems to be ...... now Crying?

Yes, Alsace is indeed crying. Despite his efforts, tears flowed down his cheeks unstoppably. Muradine Copperbeard, the reunion with this dwarven elder means a lot to Arthas. If the father, King Terenus, was a relative and mentor of Arthas; Uther Lightbringer is Arthas's mentor and Paladin's guide, so Muradin Copperbeard not only has all the attributes of these two men, but is also a close friend of Arthas. ,…,

The younger brother of Magni Copperbeard, King of the Dwarven Kingdom of Ironforge, Muradin Copperbeard served as a diplomatic ambassador in the royal city of Lordaeron, responsible for liaison between the Dwarven Kingdom and the Human Alliance, as well as teaching Arthas swordsmanship and fighting.

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"I'll get straight to the point, young man. The way you fight is too good. ”

"I know how to teach people to fight, if you want to learn, I'll teach you."

"Well done, kid, that's great!"

"Little Arthas? I didn't expect you to come to our rescue! ”

"Listen to me, son, we'll find another way to save your people, let's go, go back and find a way."

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In the original stream of time, the bits and pieces of the friendship between him and Muradin, full of the friendship between master and apprentice, instantly burst into Arthas's mind, filling in his memories that were already somewhat vague and disconnected. He looked at Muradin's rough, reddened face and brown beard with a little dazed, feeling how thankful it was to do it all over again.

In the original stream of time, Arthas killed Muradine Copperbeard with his own hands, in the cave where he pulled out the Frost Sorrow. Muradine Copperbeard, after Frost's Sorrow followed Arthas. Devouring the first soul. It was only after Arthas had traveled far away to Northrend that he was reunited with Muradin's Copperbeard, who was there in search of treasure. ,…,

Of course, the treasure that Muradin was looking for was the Frost Grief, and the Lich King Neozu sent Kel's subordinates to reveal this to the dwarves, using such smoke to confuse Arthas's sometimes sober personality - yes, from the moment he set foot in Northrend, Arthas was often under the control of the Lich King Neozu, and although he could sometimes struggle out and stay awake for a while, as he spent more and more time on the continent of Northrend, This waking time is also getting shorter and shorter.

When Arthas and Muradin found Frostmourn, Arthas pulled out Frostgrief and was once again attacked by the Lich King Naozu, who launched a sneak attack on Muradin, stabbing his best friend and teacher with a sword. As Muradin collapsed on the snow and closed his eyes full of puzzlement and doubt, Arthas came to his senses, the last time he was awake before being awakened by frost sorrow. …,

Arthas knows what is happening, and he knows what damage he will cause to his country and people by being like this. He had planned to use his brief waking time to commit suicide in this cave and crush the Lich King Naozu's plans, but the evil Lord of the Undead seemed to have calculated a change. ,…,

Just as Arthas was about to kill himself, Muradin let out a faint moan/moan - he was not dead. Despite knowing that he had to die here, or the Lich King Neozu didn't know what he would do with his identity, Arthas couldn't sit idly by and watch Muradine Copperbeard die in front of him.

Pray to the Light again and again, and cast the Light on the dying Muradin again and again. Finally...... As Muradin's face gradually returned to normal, Arthas once again fell into darkness, and the dark personality subordinate to the Lich King Neozu once again took control of his body, and this time the time of control lasted until Frost's sorrow fully awakened.

Arthas didn't know if he had made the right choice. In order to save Muradine Copperbeard, he gave up the chance to end his life in that cave, and then was manipulated by the Lich King Neozu, destroying his own country and killing the people who loved him.

But Arthas was such a man who, though he knew he should kill himself, could not watch Muradin Copperbeard die in front of him. Just like in Stratholme, although he vaguely knew that the man who would turn into a crow. The strategy of crossing the western continent was correct, but Arthas simply could not abandon the citizens who were still uncertain about the fate of Stratholme, and the people of Lordaeron, who might not be able to board the westward ferry - although at the end of the story, Arthas killed them with his own hands and resurrected them as undead. ,…,

Muladin Copperbeard was amused by the little imp prince of Lordaeron, who had become demented at the sight of him - if it were my own child, I would have slapped him twice! Of course, Arthas was not his child, and it was not his turn to educate Lordaeron about the future king, and Muradin could only cough. Invited again: "Ahem...... Child, are you seeing a dwarf for the first time? Did I look so strange that I scared you? ”

"No...... Muradin, no. Alsace finally regained his senses, smiled and walked over to the campfire, "Can you give me a glass of ale?" Muradin quickly put aside his thoughts, and shouted to order his men to hand their guests the wine bags they were carrying—it was the Wine Festival, and all they had to do was drink on it!

Dwarves are naturally very low in height and have short legs, which makes them very unaccustomed to sitting on the floor, because it makes them very difficult to stand up. So, by the campfire, a few rough, freshly cut tree trunks were placed to use as seats.

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