Azeroth’s Death Track

Varian did not forget his promise to Arthas.

Two months after the end of the Quicksand War, he went to Kul Tiras secretly. The rumors started by the Gilnean nobleman are not too wrong. Varian did have several private conversations with Drake. hours, but things were far from that smooth.

Among the younger generation, he is about the same age as Drake, 5 or 6 years older than Alsace, Jaina, Liam, and Garin. During the Second Orc War, Va The relationship between Ryan and Drake, under some suggestions from Dai Lin, the two also get along very well.

And Varian did not lie to Arthas, he did have a fight with Drake during his time in Kul Tiras...but not because of the marriage between Arthas and Jaina, more Yes, presumably in some conflict between political considerations.

But this did not affect the relationship between the two people. The rulers of this generation of human empires all came to the New World in groups from the ancestral land where the undead ravaged. Those aristocrats who are used to intrigue can imagine.

Not long after, the carriage carrying Alsace and Varian arrived at the embassy in Baicheng Port. This port city is not the new capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Like other kings, Alsace continued to use the northern border The name of the capital city, the city of New Lordaeron is located further west of Thousand Needles, not far from the city of New Gilneas, and Gilneas and Lordaeron share a part of Thousand Needles and Shining Plains, the border of the two countries The line is more like separating Thousand Needles from the center.

However, Baita City Port is indeed one of the fastest-growing large cities in the human empire except New Stromgarde. Thanks to the trade contract signed between the human empire and the Steamwheedle Consortium, the economic development of several seaside ports is very good. , this coastline was originally located at the starting point of the golden sea route in the South China Sea. During the years of the empire's reconstruction, these commercial ports provided a huge economic supplement to the human empire.

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When Alsace and Varian walked into the embassy, ​​the paladins guarding the gate of the embassy drew their weapons in unison and saluted the two kings. Behind the paladins, they wore blue and white robes and long skirts. Jaina was already waiting. When she saw the reappearance of Varian, whom she had not seen for several years, Jaina's nose was sore, and she remembered the days when several people met in Dalaran City.

Women, no matter how powerful, are always sentimental.

Jaina, with red eyes, walked forward quickly, and did not welcome her companions according to the ladylike etiquette among nobles, but, like Arthas, reached out and hugged Varian.

Long time no see, Varian, it's really great to have you back...

Varian was also a little emotional. He reached out and patted Jaina on the back to calm the girl down.

Don't be childish, Anna, she is going to get married soon, and I expect you to give Anduin a younger brother or younger sister.

Jaina's face was flushed when he said this sentence, and Arthas lost that shrewd and capable temperament. He held Jaina's hand and smirked. Varian shook his head. He looked at the couple in front of him, Arthas The love between Si and Jaina is also not easy. As early as in northern Xinjiang, the two had a secret love, but unfortunately because of the political reasons of the two countries, their relationship has not been recognized by the elders.

In the New World, the enemies of the country and the family gather together, and it is not the time for the two to fall in love openly. The two of them have experienced too much... Fortunately, now, the lovers are finally married.

The envoys of the Stormwind Kingdom who followed Varian rested in the apartment next to the embassy, ​​while the two kings, together with their wives, enjoyed a family dinner in the restaurant of the embassy. In private occasions, they will definitely not talk about important national affairs. The question that Alsace asked once before was asked by Jaina again.

The archmage stroked her long golden hair mixed with a trace of white. She blinked and looked at Varian who was drinking with Arthas. She asked:

Varian, how on earth did you convince my brother? When I received his letter in Dalaran, I thought I was dreaming... You know, since my brother became King of Kul Tiras , his style of doing things is more and more like my father... he shouldn't be so easy to talk to, right?

Yeah, Varian, stop trying to put me off by saying you beat him up.

Arthas also put down the wine glass in his hand, and he looked at Varian seriously:

If it's really because of us that you give up something very important, both of us will feel uneasy.

No.

Varian waved his hand. He picked up the glass and handed it to Valeera, who obediently poured a glass of rum with ice for her husband. Varian took a sip of the cold and refreshing wine , then breathed a sigh of relief, and told the confrontation between him and Drake.

It's really not a big deal.

Varian narrowed his eyes, smiled and said to the two people he regarded as his brother and sister in front of him:

Drake asked me to give him a chance...

what chance?

Jaina asked subconsciously, while Arthas suddenly widened his eyes, and he said in a voice:

Warbreaker?

Yes! Destroyer.

Varian stretched his neck and said softly: Drake has ambitions to become emperor, so the belonging of the War Destroyer is very important to him. He asked me to give him a chance to tame the War Destroyer, and I will give it to him. killed him.

Having said that, Varian laughed loudly, drank the wine in the glass in his hand, then wiped his mouth, and winked at the worried Alsace:

Of course, he failed. The Destroyer didn't respond to his challenge. When the sword fell into his hands, the awakened blade returned to its previous dusty appearance. Obviously, he Not enough to impress the sword.

Then he felt that to tame the Warbreaker, he needed to defeat the current owner of the legendary long sword first, so he challenged me...

Varian shrugged:

Then I beat him up and got the Warbreaker back.

It's that simple?

Arthas and Jaina looked at each other, and the archmage couldn't help laughing when he thought of how his brother, who had become more and more majestic in recent years, was beaten all over the ground by Varian, and she stopped quickly. With a smile, he looked at Varian again:

Based on what I know about my brother, he shouldn't let go so easily, right?

Varian took a perfectly grilled piece of venison with a dining fork. His eating posture was very gladiator-like, not like a king at all. He munched on the venison while drinking another glass of wine, Then he said slowly:

Yes, Drake is difficult to deal with. This guy is really stubborn. As a last resort, I dragged him to meet another person...

While speaking, Varian's eyes fell on Jaina, and he whispered:

Your father, my uncle... Dai Lin.

What?!

Jaina stood up subconsciously, her eyes were shining with fear, until Arthas pulled her to sit on the chair, Varian continued:

Of course it's not Dai Lin's body, but a phantom of him, in the Emerald Holy Land in Drustvar. Of course, I am not united with the Dark Blade. Alsace should know this. Tyrion and I have always There are accounts to be settled, but I think Drake's desire for the throne should not be a stumbling block to hinder Jaina's marriage. I met Uncle Dai Lin in my dream.

And my father...he...what did he say?

Jaina crossed her worried hands on her chest, and Arthas couldn't help but listen. After all, although they were on opposite sides, from a legal point of view, Dai Lin was his elder and father-in-law after all. If Dailin disagreed with the marriage, it would easily cause conflict between the Menethil family and the Proudmoore family.

People in this era still respect their ancestors very much.

I don't know... Drake talked to him.

Varian shook his head:

After Drake came back, he agreed to your marriage with Alsace. His face was very ugly, and he also made a request to me. When competing for the throne of emperor, we can't use the War Destroyer as the final additional condition... .I agreed.

Varian!

Arthas gritted his teeth and said:

This kind of condition! How can you agree! In front of the Pope, as long as you show the awakened War Destroyer, I believe that most of the nobles in the empire will stand by your side! The position of emperor is at your fingertips!

Do I need it?

Varian asked a question back. While eating the cut fruit, he asked without raising his head:

Do I really need a War Destroyer to prove myself? Alsace, you know, I am not in the position of emperor, which is why I have never been to see the Pope...I have no intention of using the Destroyer The warriors came to prove my orthodoxy. To be honest, I don't care much about the position of the emperor. As for the nobles? Forget it...they will not be my friends soon.

What's the meaning?

Hearing Varian's words, Alsace's heart tightened suddenly. Based on what he knew about Varian, this brother would definitely do something surprising.

It's very simple.

Varian raised his head, took the table cloth from Valeera, wiped his mouth, and then took the cigar from the waiter. Amidst the smoke, Varian squinted his eyes, as if he was talking in his sleep said:

I want to set off a reform in the Kingdom of Stormwind, my brother, just like what the Federation did on their land, but I will not copy the laws of the Federation, that thing is not suitable for the status quo of the Empire, but the Empire... Open your eyes and see, Alsace, the environment of the empire is like a pool of stagnant water. We were forced out of our ancestral land and fled to this land in embarrassment, but that disaster didn't teach us much... Or rather, we learned too little from that disaster.

In my opinion, the empire is already standing on the edge of a precipice. Reform will certainly dissatisfy the nobles with vested interests, but without reform, the empire will never be able to break free from this pool of stagnant water... I will follow my will After I succeed in reshaping the Kingdom of Stormwind, you will see a new kingdom stand up from the disaster, and by that time, there will be no need for Warbreaker, and the people will naturally lift me to that position.

A cold light flashed in Varian's eyes:

Conversely... If I fail, even with the support of the Warbreaker, I will not take that position, because it has been proved that I have no ability to save the empire, Alsace, look at my reform, Take it one step at a time, learn from my victories or my failures, and if I fall, the next... is up to you!

While speaking, Varian stretched out his hand and patted the thoughtful Alsace on the shoulder. He said softly:

The backward system constrains your ability and ideas. I have heard about the conflict between you and Lordaeron's noble class. No one will betray their own class, so this kind of conflict is inevitable. It's just you, Garin, Liam and even Drake, all facing this conflict and challenge, it's a new age versus an old age...it never stops.

But...but if we do this, don't we betray our blood and origin, as well as our class?

Jaina looked at Varian in a daze, and the latter turned to look at his little sister. He smiled:

Where does the king's real strength come from? Is it the noble blood that runs in our veins? Or what we say and do? Neither! Look down, my brother and sister, to those ignorant and ignorant people under your feet, It is the real power of the king... The development trajectory of the Federation has proved that the existence of nobles is dispensable, and we are far from as important as we imagined...

Speaking of which, have you decided where to go for your honeymoon?

Varian extinguished the cigar in the crystal-polished ashtray, looked at the newlyweds in front of him, and said:

Let's go to the Federation to see...

Don't be disturbed by other people, and don't be disturbed by me. You have enough wisdom, so use your eyes to judge what kind of path you will take in the future.

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Well... I heard that your little girl Jaina is getting married?

In the wilderness of the Dead Realm, in the forward base built by the fighters of the Darkblade Hellfire Chapter, Tyrion sat on a chair, and Dailin sat opposite him, with a board full of chess pieces between them. Chess, when Tyrion picked up a knight chess, he suddenly asked:

Do you need a gift from me?

Dai Lin, who recovered from the living body in the realm of the dead, suddenly became short of breath at this moment, but soon returned to normal. He picked up the bottle filled with rum beside him, and drank it freely. After taking a sip, his blue eyes stared at Tyrion, who picked up a black chess piece and played with it in his hand.

Let me confirm first, is your gift the kind that will explode?

of course not!

Tyrion laughed out loud:

You are my good comrade-in-arms, Jaina is equivalent to my junior, how could I do such a thing... It is really a gift, a gift that will make her stronger in the future and go further , Of course, it is not so easy to get it...

Then send it!

Dai Lin put the chess pieces on the board, and he said calmly:

How can my daughter, a descendant of the Proudmoore family, be afraid of the wind and the rain?

Also...7th time...General!