Azeroth’s Death Track

Varian Wrynn sat in his chair.

He let himself stay here quietly, outside the dormitory, the whole palace seemed to be boiling, no matter it was the officials walking in the palace, Prime Minister Aeblock, the servants in the palace, and the guards , everyone smiled and looked at it, as if today's dawn had brought a real gift to this world.

Today is a big day.

Today, Varian Wrynn, the king of the Stormwind Kingdom, will be crowned by Pope Alonsus Faol in the port of Baita City. He will become the emperor of the Holy Arathor Empire, just like his legendary adoptive father Luo Like Sa, he became the most noble person in the entire empire.

But Varian was not happy.

After the demons invaded, the Pope released this news a month before today. With the passage of time, the news that caused an uproar has spread throughout the entire empire, and even the entire world. Everyone is talking about it. Some people look forward to the emperor's coronation, while more people remain hesitant, and some people crazily slander Varian, thinking that he is an unqualified tyrant.

It was a real big discussion, and everyone was talking about it, but Varian didn't care what other people thought.

What he cares more about is what kind of impact he will have on the entire empire if he takes this step. Although he has made up his mind, even a legendary warrior like him will still feel that when this day really comes. To nervous, even a little hesitant.

In the north of the Stormwind Kingdom, in those countries, those who are hostile to him have formed an alliance, and they will attack Varian at all costs, and that is just the appearance. After talking with Pope Faol, Varian deeply He realized that during the years when the human empire migrated to Kalimdor, his adoptive father Lothar's expectations for the empire had not been truly realized.

The empire is indeed trying to catch up with the federation on the other side of the sea, like a stubborn old man who is unwilling to admit defeat, but his hands and feet are not in control, and he is seriously ill, repairing and patching, and local treatment is useless. For the empire, it What is needed is a raging fire to completely burn this rotten body, and then reshape fate from the ashes.

Varian's reform in the Stormwind Kingdom was not 100% successful. In the process of promoting the industrial system, Varian also learned a lot of lessons. Many things are not as simple as talking on paper. The reform of a Stormwind Kingdom is very difficult, so What about the Human Empire, which is 4 times bigger than the Stormwind Kingdom? Is he really capable of saving these tens of millions of people in dire straits?

Is he really the destined emperor of the empire?

Most importantly, for the throne of the emperor, does he really want to face each other with his former comrades-in-arms and brothers? Alsace, Liam, Garin, Drake, when they were young, they took over the crumbling kingdom from their fathers, and they propped up a new era, and now, the torrent of this new era is the most The most terrifying orgasm of insanity is about to come...

Who will be the winner?

Will the emperor's throne be stained with blood?

Varian didn't know... he even dreaded the answer.

Everyone is waiting for the king to appear! Varian.

Queen Valeera opened the door. Today, she is no longer dressed like a master assassin, but like a real noble queen. Her dress is embellished with exquisite lace, and the expensive gems make Valeera Looking exceptionally beautiful, the queen opened the door and saw Varian on the throne at a glance. She saw the changing expression on her husband's face, which made her a little worried.

The queen lifted the hem of her skirt and walked quickly to Varian's side. She held the king's arm and asked softly:

What's wrong? Varian, are you feeling unwell?

No, no.

Varian, who was wearing a golden robe embellished with the emblem of the lion and eagle, took a deep breath. He reached out and stroked the back of his wife's hand. He said:

I was just thinking about something...

Varian raised his head, and he saw the slightly embarrassed little prince Anduin standing at the door.

Although Anduin doesn't dislike Valeera, but for the grown-up prince to call an elf who looks about the same age as his mother, and still watch his father and stepmother talking intimately, this makes the prince feel a little uncomfortable Too used to it, he was hesitating whether to quit, when he saw his father beckoning to him.

Anduin, come here, my son.

The little prince breathed a sigh of relief, he walked forward, and Varian also stood up, in the sunlight shining into the room from the window, he stretched out his hand and put it on his son's shoulder, he looked at his son, with eyes in his eyes Full of pride, while beside them, Queen Valeera took out the Philosopher's Stone, looking for the best angle, and wanted to record the scene of the heart-to-heart conversation between father and son.

Yes, this is Her Majesty's little hobby, and it may also be one of her occupational diseases.

You've grown up, Anduin.

Varian looked at his son who was not much taller than himself, and he said proudly:

I have heard of all the things you have done. You make me feel proud. Whether it is belief, your mind, or your will, they are far superior to my performance in your grade...you Destined to be a great man, and the luckiest thing for me is that I was able to see that happen.”

But my son, if, if one day, you find that your father, that is, me, is not as straightforward and righteous as you think, I hope you will not be disappointed, although I will also be a little disappointed in myself.

Father!

Anduin sensed some inappropriate meaning from Varian's words, but Varian shook his head to stop Anduin's inquiry. He turned around and looked at the warm sunshine outside the window. The soon-to-be-human The emperor's king said sadly:

I will also play some conspiracy, I will also do some things that people think are wrong, although I will convince myself that it is for the benefit of the majority, and the needs of the majority are always better than the insistence of the few. More importantly, but in the middle of the night, I can't avoid those, I made the decisions, innocent people will always die because of my decisions, and it makes me feel a little bit lost.

But I will still do it, my son.

Varian looked back at his son and said:

When you become a leader, right and wrong, justice and evil, light and darkness, these cannot be the basis for your decision. You have to let go of your insistence and serve the people behind you. You abandon yourself The bottom line is to let more people gain more dignity and to make our country better, even if your hands are bloody...

Father...

Anduin shrugged his shoulders. He probably guessed the hard things his father said. The little prince stepped forward. Like an adult, he patted Varian's arm and said sincerely:

You underestimate your son too much, don't forget, I grew up around Tyrion, I have seen more conspiracies than you have heard, my old father, maybe today you want to I say this, and I understand it better than you do...Listen to me, Dad, don't worry about these things, and don't be afraid that I'll despise you for it, I won't do that, you'll always be the sweetest thing in the world Good dad!

Anduin said to Varian:

And do you know? The gesture you spoke just now is really similar to Tyrion... For a while, I always saw Tyrion standing alone by the platform in the Dark Temple , the platform is 10,000 meters high, and he will persuade himself that everything Dark Blade does is just, you see, Dad, even Tyrion will have the same troubles as you.

But he, like you, will not stop doing the right thing because of these troubles! He always told me that what the world needs is not a boss who talks about it, what it really needs is someone with a clear mind, yes Those who are willing to make sacrifices, for what is right, for what is wrong...Dad, you and he are the people I respect most, and you have both taught me a lot.

Brace yourself! Today is your big day!

Anduin tilted his head and smiled at his father:

And no matter what you encounter, I will stand with you... Together, father and son, there will be no difficulties in this world that we cannot overcome! Come on, Your Majesty the Emperor!

Anduin's support made Varian's nose sour, but the next moment, His Majesty the King put on a straight face and said to his son:

Is that how you talk to your old father? That's what Tyrion taught you? You little brat!

The little prince shrugged, lowered his arms, and wanted to take a step back, but Varian opened his hands and hugged Anduin, who was caught off guard, in his arms. He patted his son's back and whispered:

Thank you, son!

Anduin buried his head on his father's shoulder, and he also replied softly:

No, thank you Dad, thank you for being my hero...

After a while, the father and son looked at each other and smiled, Varian turned his head and said to his current wife:

Let's go, Valeera, my queen, it's time for us to set off.

And Valeera...Still standing aside, like a girl in Huaichun, she kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and said in a weeping voice:

I may be crazy, but what you said is too sensational...I have the best husband and son in the world, thanks to the Holy Light, I am so happy.

Oh, wait, Varian, my makeup is crying, call Onyxia in, I need her help to touch up.

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And just as King Varian, his queen, and his son received cheers and blessings from the people on the square in front of the Winter Palace, they were about to go to the White Tower through the portal maintained by the archmage Ronin and the archmage Kel'Thuzad. While Chenggang participated in the coronation ceremony, in Baita Chenggang, the city was wiped clean by the believers of the Church of the Holy Light and the workers of the city like a freshly baked coin.

There are full-time guards in every alley and every street. These are apologist knights from the Church of the Holy Light. They want to maintain the safety of today's grand ceremony. Today, it is conservatively estimated that at least 1 million civilians have poured in The city, watching the coronation ceremony, and spellcasters from various forces will simultaneously broadcast the ceremony to cities throughout the world, that is to say, even if there is a slight mistake today, it will make the human empire feel ashamed .

Therefore, under the coordination of the archbishops, loyal paladins from various kingdoms were mobilized to Baita City Port to maintain security. His Majesty Alsace, who was unable to come to Baita City Port due to the obstruction of domestic nobles, even Sending his own personal guards here fully demonstrated the attitude of the paladin king.

Obviously, the nobles of Lordaeron guessed it right. Arthas had no intention of objecting to Varian becoming the emperor. When the nobles of Lordaeron were still resisting, their king It is a shame to surrender to the opponent first!

It is said that at the same time as the coronation ceremony was about to begin, Lordaeron's noble council had officially started the agenda of impeaching King Alsace. Obviously, they were also angered by Alsace's move.

And in the outer city of this city, in an inconspicuous tavern, a group of nobles are gathering here, and the leader is surprisingly a member of the Great Noble Alliance, the former lord of the Stormwind Kingdom Tony Romano, they sit In the tavern, looking at the magic projection in front of them, these nobles are real diehards. Under the coordination and leadership of the Barov family, they are fully prepared to destroy this ceremony.

And this is just the beginning of the nobles' counterattack. As long as the coronation ceremony is destroyed, the nobles lurking there in other kingdoms will act together to completely disrupt the current situation, and let Varian and his Stormwind Kingdom fall into the brink of war. In hell!

I've already found someone!

Lord Tony said to Wilton Barov, the eldest son of the Barov family, who was sitting in the tavern:

They are all killers found from the South China Sea! They spent a lot of money, and they have toxins from cultists in their hands. As long as they get a little bit of it, they will seal their throats with blood and even destroy their souls! As long as Varian If he dares to come to this city, he will die! He will never step on us to ascend the throne of emperor!

Yes, Your Excellency Wilton, our people have also entered the city disguised as civilians.

Another nobleman gritted his teeth and said:

They carry explosives that can blow up a small half of the city to the sky!

According to your suggestion, we also leased an airship from a goblin, and it crashed directly on the square. What a fucking coronation ceremony! Go to hell!

The nobles talked to each other with enthusiasm, as if Varian was already a dead man, and Wilton Barov sat in front of these nobles. He took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, and in a few minutes Seconds later, Wilton stood up suddenly. He raised his wine glass and said to the nobles in front of him with a smile on his face:

The Barov family wishes this operation all the best! But now, I have one last thing to announce!

While speaking, Wilton took two steps back slightly, and raised the wine glass in his hand towards the nobleman. The smile on his face was still gentle and friendly. After the nobles quieted down, he said loudly:

Everyone, I like your plans very much, they are crazy and great, but I have no interest in them at all. I have to rush to attend the coronation ceremony of His Majesty Varian. I don't have much time left for the doomed to perish you guys, so...

Unfortunately, everyone, I have a good time with you, and I also like the gifts you gave, but...

Bon voyage!