Azeroth’s Death Track

Baita City Harbor, the Cathedral of Light, Jaina and Alsace are coming out of the Pope's room, behind them, the old man can no longer speak, although there are priests of Holy Light, Priest Luna, druids And the power of a shaman, or even a naaru, is projected here. Although all the healing power of Azeroth is gathered here, they still cannot call back the Pope's life.

His body was already very old, and more importantly, after insisting on carrying out the coronation ceremony, the venerable old man might not want to live himself.

He has seen too many big events, and he is very tired.

Perhaps in the early morning of tomorrow, the Pope will be called by the Holy Light and leave this world completely.

Countless people cried for it. Outside the Cathedral of Light, on the square that had not yet been put away, densely packed believers held candles in their hands, praying for the Pope there, or... seeing him off.

The life under the crown of Faol is really magnificent.

Alsace closed the door of the room sadly, and said to his wife:

His personal morality is the same as his life, without any stains, and even in the face of death, he still unifies the empire with his own hands, but he can't see the grand scene in the future. His departure is destined to It has become the most deplorable tragedy of our time.

Yes, this is a respectable old man.

Jaina seemed to be in a bad mood, not only because of the Pope's dying, she was holding her husband's hand, walking in the aisle of the church, she was silent and did not speak, and Alsace could feel the pain in his wife's heart. Bored, he also remained silent, holding his wife's slender waist, the two walked back to their temporary room.

Tomorrow, they will return to Lordaeron, and with them will be Prime Minister Aeblock, who has just been appointed as the Legacy Affairs Officer of the Imperial Aristocrats, and a group of administrative officials who participated in the storm that year.

Obviously, these officials, whose hands were stained with the blood of nobles, went to Lordaeron not to take a vacation or spread the greatness of His Majesty the Emperor, but to deal with the last remaining thorny affairs for Emperor Varian.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. Varian is very aware of the current situation in the empire. He cannot directly transfer the reform plan in the Stormwind Kingdom to the scope of the entire empire. The nobleman, in addition to careful planning, is also because he is the King of Destiny in the Stormwind Kingdom, and the citizens of the kingdom will instinctively follow him, but his current position as emperor is not secure, so a large-scale liquidation is set off. It will make the internal form of the empire more complicated.

Varian needs to come up with a completely different plan, and now, the think tanks of the entire Stormwind Council, and those nobles who are willing to work for the new empire and who understand the general situation are negotiating urgently in the Winter Palace of Stormwind City. Come up with a plan within a short period of time, and the Field Marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom has already assembled an army to respond to a possible civil war at any time.

But this has nothing to do with the Alsace couple. At least tonight, they can still sleep well with their children, and leave tomorrow's troubles to tomorrow.

However, when Arthas opened the door, he unexpectedly saw a figure that shouldn't appear here. Jaina, who was beside him, even exclaimed:

Tandred! What are you doing here? And the elf beside you, who is that? Why is she wearing my clothes?

Sister, keep your voice down! My nephew just fell asleep.

Tandred Proudmoore, who was holding his little nephew, turned around. The gloomy look on his face had disappeared. In Jaina's eyes, her humorous and relaxed younger brother who didn't like being bound seemed to be back again. , and this change seems to be inseparable from the nervous elf beside him.

In the silent questioning of his sister, Tenred smiled and handed the sleeping little nephew to his father Alsace, and then stretched out his arms to hold the elf's slender waist, and introduced to his sister:

This is Tiana, my wife, I just came back, so I brought her to meet you, oh, by the way, we will have a wedding in 7 days, you and your brother-in-law must come, bring my nephew together stand up!

Tianna?

Of course, Jaina has heard of this name. It is said that it is because this elf died in Azshara's attack on the night elves that her younger brother's temperament changed drastically, but doesn't it mean that this elf is dead? Then why is she here again? Still wearing Jaina's clothes?

That's right, sister.

Feeling his wife's nervousness, Tandred kissed Tiana on the cheek and explained to his sister:

Tianna was indeed thrown into the deep sea at that time, but when she was about to die, she was saved by our father, but due to her long-term lack of oxygen and heavy water pressure, her physical condition was very bad, and she still Falling into a coma, I have been sleeping in the federal hospital for the past few years, we all thought she was dead, but she is actually still alive, this is the best gift that the Holy Light has bestowed on me.

Talking, Tenred glanced at the robe on his wife, and he said to Jaina with some embarrassment:

Because Tiana is the Priest of the Moon God, she cannot enter the Holy Light Cathedral without being summoned, so I found a set of your clothes in your closet and changed them for her. You don't mind, do you?

Uh, of course I don't mind.

Jaina is still a little confused, she is a mage, she knows the limits of mortals very well, even if Tiana is a night elf, she cannot survive the storm that Azshara and the Naga set off at that time, this There may be something happening to the elves that Tanred doesn't know about, but this doubt is not suitable for raising on this occasion.

She walked forward very naturally, took the initiative to hold the hand of the nervous elf Tiana, and secretly sensed the body and soul of the elf in front of her with magic power, and found nothing unusual. Jaina said to Tiana:

Come on, come with me, this suit is not suitable for you, it will make you look old-fashioned, I also brought some clothes, come and try it on.

In the face of Jaina's kindness, Miss Xingge's nervousness faded a little. She glanced at Tenred, and she whispered:

Thank you, ma'am.

No, don't call me ma'am.

Jaina smiled and said:

Call me sister.

After finishing speaking, she took the elf girl to the cloakroom of the room, and at this moment, Tandred seemed to remember something, and he said to his sister:

Sister, Drake is here too, he's here now, talking to Emperor Varian.

he?

Jaina's face immediately became gloomy. Obviously, she has not forgotten that she was expelled by this brother. She said in a bad tone:

What is he doing here? Is he here to provoke? Or is he here to submit a letter of challenge?

No, listen to me, Anna.

Tenred sighed, and he explained in a low voice:

This matter is very complicated, but believe me, what happened these days is not what Drake really wanted to do, he was influenced by the power of N'Zoth, but just a few hours ago, my father went to Kul Tiras, dispelled the evil magic power on Drake and restored him to sobriety, I will explain the specific things to you later.

Speaking of this, Tenred's expression became sad, and he took out something from his arms, which was a necklace made of mithril, dotted with blue gemstones, and Tenred used a very solemn gesture , tied the necklace around the neck of the little prince in Alsace's arms, turned his back to Jaina, and said in a deep voice:

It was a gift from my father to his grandson... Anna, my father said, he was going on a great mission and he would never see us again, and he asked Drake to tell us that he loved us.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became sad. Jaina, who was originally angry and dissatisfied with her brother, was also a little overwhelmed by the news that her father Dai Lin had left forever. Tiana Star Song felt Jaina's sadness , this Priest Luna patted Jaina on the back gently, comforting his sister.

When Alsace saw this sad scene, he was also a little touched. He didn't want to see his wife's sad appearance, so he forcibly changed the subject. He reached out and stroked the gemstone pendant on his son's neck. He saw that In the blue gemstone, the light and shadow surging like sea water, and the reflection of the keel battleship floating above the sea water, he said softly:

Is this a gift from Your Excellency Dai Lin? It's so beautiful...

Tenred raised his head and saw that Alsace's finger was about to touch the lower edge of the gem, where there was a miniature magic circle, and he screamed:

No! Don't touch that!

But it was too late, Alsace's fingers touched the miniature magic circle, and the holy light between him became dimmer at this moment, as if a bit of magic power had been injected into the magic circle, and the next moment , accompanied by the roar of sea water, a huge black shadow was about to leap into the room, and Jaina, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, immediately launched a large-scale teleportation, teleporting everyone in the room to the outer port of Baita City. maritime.

Boom

Accompanied by a loud bang, the keel battleship repaired by Dai Lin himself, from the abyss of Hell, was once used by Hela to transport souls between the two worlds, the huge and ferocious, mighty and terrifying Nagfar battleship, just Like a meteor falling from the sky, it slammed into the dark sea below.

This scene made Alsace's eyes widen. He looked at the gemstone pendant in his hand. The projection belonging to the battleship in the pendant had disappeared. He turned his head and stammered to Tenred:

This...is this a real ship? How did Lord Dai Lin put it into my son's necklace? How could he give such a dangerous thing to a baby?

Do not be silly!

Tandred gave his brother-in-law a hard look, and he said:

This is the best blessing the Kul Tirans have for their children. Every man in Kul Tiras should have his own ship! This is the best gift my father prepared for his grandson!

One of the best warships in the world! And you, you handy fool, you almost destroyed the entire cathedral just now!

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While the Alsace couple and the Tenred couple were appreciating the warship with their children in their arms, in the living room of the Cathedral of Light, Varian Wrynn was talking to Drey, who had arrived late. K. Proudmoore was talking.

Emperor Varian cast a scrutinizing glance at the silent King Drake, and then at the crown Drake had placed on his table, like a belated celebration.

I thought you wouldn't come, I thought I'd need to beat you up again before you hand over the crown.

Varian's fingers were stroking the crown inherited from Kul Tiras, he could feel a breath of the sea, and he said softly:

I really planned to go to Kul Tiras to find you after finishing the work at hand, and give Anna a break. That's my sister too, and you! You made her cry! It's unforgivable!

It was an accident, Varian.

Drake, looking haggard, said:

I don't want to talk to you about these things right now. Regarding Anna, I will apologize later. I just want to know, what do you plan to do with the remaining nobles in the empire? Are you going to kill them all in one go?

No! I'm not that stupid.

Varian leaned back on the chair. The newly appointed Emperor His Majesty had already felt the pressure to support the entire empire. He was playing with a cigar in his hand. He said:

Before you came, I talked about this matter with Alsace, Garin, Liam, and those nobles who know the general situation. I can't do what I did in the Kingdom of Stormwind in the entire empire. Then It will only exacerbate the chaos and drive the swinging petty nobles into a corner, they will fight back, and that means the empire will experience turmoil, which is not what I want to see.

So, I'll handle it in a different way, I don't have a complete plan yet, but...

Varian coughed lightly:

I may keep the title of nobility, just the title and the necessary private property, the so-called duke, earl, baron, etc., they will all become a title of honor, without any real power, do not occupy land, in essence, owning these People with titles are no different from other citizens in terms of status, maybe I will give their descendants the right to participate in politics, but the premise is that they must pass the examination of imperial officials!

If you do this, it is no different from killing them.

Drake whispered:

But that's your business, I don't care, I want to ask, what are you going to do with us? I mean, what are you going to do with the four kings and the relationship with the Federation?

Ah, I will sign a real peace agreement with the Federation. This has been agreed by His Excellency Van Cleef. The empire and the Federation will end the apparent confrontation. The two sides will still compete, but there will be no real peace. War, only competition can bring long-term vitality, that is also the future of human civilization, continue to develop with a stable twin system!

The federal government is willing to issue visas to the people of the empire, and we also have to prepare passports for the people, and then the navigation, commerce, and political cooperation and visits between the two sides, learning from each other, this is a very long process of adaptation, but since then, There will be no obstacles for the people of the empire to return to their ancestral homeland in the eastern continent.

As for you, I will take your titles of kings.

Varian said bluntly:

You will become grand dukes, still a title of honor, but I will appoint you as guardians of the empire, just like the governor of the federation, you will become a member of the Congress and the administrative system of this country, but the relationship between the country and the country I have not yet figured out how to do it, but I can be sure that there will be no distinction between the Lordaeron, the plateau, the children of the sea, and the Gilneans in the empire in the future, and the geographical separation will no longer exist. Become the reason for the division of the empire, and the ancient inheritance will be unified again.

My people will have only one name...

Imperial man!