And Molek, who was standing in the bow of the boat, looked at Moredany and said:

"Look, my uncle, there is such a serious crisis in your hometown, how can you bear to stand by and watch?"

"Of course I can't bear it. "

Mordani looked at Molek, he took a deep breath, and he said:

"But I value my life more...... You know, Molek, my health is getting worse and worse, and I must go back to Ironforge as soon as possible to recuperate before you return to El Kingdom 260. And this war has nothing to do with you, Molek, you should come back to El, and we'll give you enough money so you can buy better herbs and tools... It's not just for Al, it's for yourself, too. "

"You won't understand, uncle, that old nobles in the city-state of El won't allow you to trade with them on an equal footing. "

Molek shrugged, he looked at the sky, and he said:

"I must go back to Elanta City, save my brother, and then there, I will lead the people of Elanta City to take revenge on the orcs, and we have more weapons, this is our homeland, this is the land that belongs to the El!"

"You're going to die! you're going to be burned!"

Modani screamed:

"Those barbarian minions will kill you, they're villains, they're villains, they're savages!

"No!"

Molek raised his arm in front of Mordani's cheek, and he whispered:

"It was only a battle, Uncle Mordani, this is a battle between orc invaders and barbarians, my ancestors defended this precious land with their blood and lives, and I cannot let it be destroyed again... My uncle. "

With that, the young Silver Eagle Knight stepped forward, he waved his hand to his old dwarf as if to say goodbye, and stepped into the vast sea, and as he watched his son leave, Mordani spread his hands as if trying to grasp something.

But he didn't catch anything.

He looked at the back of his son's departure, the old dwarf's eyes were red, and Mordani wailed and wept in a low voice, and he muttered to himself:

"Molek, I'm a bastard... I have failed my mother, I have failed her expectations, I have disgraced Ms. Egwene, I am ashamed of her, I should have been with her, I should have been by her side to take care of her, it was my fault, Molek ......"

Not far from the northern tip of the continent of Kalimdor, on a lonely mountain, Theron, a Titan knight in black armor, sat on a stone, holding a cold blade, and was carefully wiping it, it was a black, sharp arc of the long sword, named "Emily's Oath".

"Emily's Oath" is not some kind of weird symbol, it was originally an ornament made by Egwen.

The sword was given to his wife, Manna Egwene, but was later given to Theron by Manna Egwene.

Theron had never used the sword.

As a result, she always felt that Emily's vows were a little strange. 4.7

It's like a spell.

The Dark Witch didn't like the sword Egwene had made at first, believing it to be too threatening. But as Egwene taught Theron some of Azeroth's basic knowledge, Theron began to love the sword again, even hanging it around her waist.

"This sword is much more beautiful than my Frost Whip. "。

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