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"I do not believe you! Molek!"

Modani roared:

"We are uncle and nephew! Molek! You are one of the best hunters in Egrez City. If you were willing to help, Calea would not have suffered such a heavy loss! do you know? Your brother Mograine died at the hands of those barbarians! You must save him!"

"I will save him. Molek backed away and said:

"But I won’t go with you now, uncle. I will send my sister to Calea City first, and then rush to rescue my brother... And I think you are wrong, Mr. Modani~"

The young hired man raised the dagger in his hand and stared directly at Mo Danni:

"We fight against barbarians not just because they hurt our people, I need more reasons! I will declare war on them! I need a reason! I need to prove that we are not afraid of them!"

"I won't promise you that, Molek."

Modani sighed, leaning on a cane, he greeted his son:

"Let's leave now, your brother won't be able to survive in the hands of those barbarians, he will die! We have to save him……"

"My uncle, if you still know us, if you still remember our ancestral precepts, then don't force me! Molek put the dagger back into the scabbard. He looked at the old dwarf in front of him and said:

"I have decided that I can't just watch my brother die like this... He is a very good boy, I hope he can live, and I will pass this news to you, my uncle"

"Besides, I don't want you to get involved in this mess, uncle. I will keep you safe...this is our agreement. After saying that

, he turned around and left.

Mo Danni stretched out his hand to keep his son, but Molek just paused and said without looking back:

"Don't follow me anymore, uncle, I know you care about me, but this is what I have to do... I have to solve this matter, and I will return to Ionia safely with my brother."

All of this was so sudden.

It was so sudden that Mo Dani couldn't refuse the request, but he still tried to delay time. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Molek! You are an Ayr. This disaster has nothing to do with you. You don’t need to get involved. Listen to me, Molek. You stay in Ayr and fight the barbarians. Only then will you have a chance to kill the evil spirit....You will gain eternal power, you will become a hero to the eredar, and you will have everything you have ever dreamed of, Molek!"

"I don't need a hero, uncle. Molek turned to look at his father and said:

"This has nothing to do with you... This is what I want to warn you too"

"You are too weak! Molek!"

"Our mother told you before she died. She asked you to inherit her legacy. She asked you to defend Azeroth on her behalf. She asked you to lead the Aiel people to glory. Are you really willing to watch your descendants? Are we as cowardly as you? You are the only one the people of Ayr can be proud of, my uncle."

"You shouldn't let them be as cowardly as you are."

Having said this, Molek waved his hand and ordered the soldiers standing on the side of the ship:

"Sail the ship, brothers, prepare to attack, no matter who you encounter, bomb directly!" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Follow your orders, Master!"

On this dark and humid beach, the Warhammer sailors on several ships jumped into the sea and pushed up the wooden oars. Amidst the shaking of the wreckage, several small sailboats slowly started and floated towards the east...