Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1514 147. On the Birth of the Empire——Last Month's Monthly Pass Added 【125】

"Why would she do that?"

On the shores of the Night Sea in Quel'Thalas, the child king, er, Varian Wrynn, who should be called "Azshara's Emperor's Apprentice" now, frowned as he watched the noble queen disappear into the waves of the deep sea .

He couldn't understand Azshara's amazing brain circuits at all.

So he could only ask Bu Laike, who was maintaining a farewell gesture beside him.

The loyal chief guard ignored the child king. He kept waving goodbye until the queen could no longer be seen. Then he straightened up, picked up his pipe and blew smoke rings.

He casually said to Varian who seemed to have experienced a "fantastic night":

"Why do you care so much? You've got real benefits anyway. Thinking too much is a terrible burden on your young mind."

The biting sarcasm made Varian grit his teeth, but he had to admit that he had indeed benefited.

He looked at Stromkar Warbreaker in his hands, the sword of the emperor returned to him, the human king, so easily, it made Varian feel a little unreal.

But the heavy weight of the war sword is declaring that all this is true.

This surprise came so suddenly that Varian couldn't even respond to the joy in his heart with a precise expression. He stroked the still sharp edge of the Emperor's Sword, and carefully took off his coat , to wrap the sword.

This scene made the pirate nod.

good.

Still a little brains.

When Lothar held the sword before, he caused a terrible disaster, and now Varian has finally learned the simple truth of "don't reveal your wealth".

In the current form of the human kingdom, as long as he dares to take out this sword and swagger through the market, Lothar's previous experience will definitely be staged on him once.

"I said, how are you going to use it?"

Bu Laike puffed out the smoke ring and asked a question.

Varian tied the clothes wrapped with the emperor's sword tightly behind his back with his own king's ribbon. Facing Bu Laike's question, he didn't have any reservations, and said frankly:

"I'm going to take it to see Marshal Lothar."

"Stop! You have to address him as 'Your Majesty' now."

Bu Laike corrected the child king, then shook his head and said:

"And I think you are just doing useless work. I ask you, what if Lothar beats you up after seeing it? Didn't you get enough beatings in North County last time?"

"Then I will fight back!"

Varian said in a deep voice:

"I will do my best to wake up my adoptive father, but if I see with my own eyes that everything is irreparable, then I will fight back with the emperor's sword!

I will use this sword to defeat the mighty Lich King!

With my own hands I will free a great soul from the curse of death. I know that you will use many reasons to convince me that the marshal's sacrifice is great, but I am so stupid that I cannot understand it.

But actually.

During this period of time, I thought very clearly that that kind of sacrifice is great, but it is not what I want to see. If possible, I would rather bear that burden on his behalf.

He has paid too much for mankind.

I want him to rest in peace, not to be free after death. "

"Well, these words make me admire you."

Bo Laike blinked and said to Varian maliciously:

"Then, my dear Lich King II, I suggest that you wait until your son grows up before taking on such an adventure.

Perhaps starting from you, every high king of the Human Alliance went to the northern border to take over Frostmourne from the previous Lich King when he was old, and became the new Lich King.

In this way, the previous supreme king was freed from the bondage and curse of death, and he became the new carrier of the curse.

This cycle goes on and on until the extinction of mankind. The bravest emperor always has to undertake the most difficult mission. Generation after generation of sleepless emperors are eternally watching the future of this civilization.

Tsk tsk, think about it, this tradition is still great. "

The pirate's words silenced Varian, and a few seconds later, the young king looked at Bo Laike, who said in a strange tone:

"Don't tell me, you just made a prophecy for human civilization?"

"Oh, you reminded me."

Bu Laike was immediately interested when he heard this, he clapped his hands and said:

"Why didn't I think of that!

What a great prophecy of civilization, I must spread this prophecy as soon as possible, so that cowards who want to be the high king in the future will have to weigh the consequences carefully.

Oh yes, and more!

Do you know how to spread the story about getting Stromkar when you go back? "

"What's the deal with this?"

Varian said in surprise:

"Can't you tell the truth?"

"Oh, hearing your sad answer, I didn't know whether to feel sad for your brain or for your childhood first teacher."

Bu Laike sighed and said:

"To be honest? Are you crazy? So straightforwardly base the hope of the revival of the human empire on the kindness of the Naga? Do you know how aggrieved this statement will make your people feel?

Silly boy, you have to say that!

Listen well, study hard, I only teach once. "

After finishing speaking, the stinky pirate coughed twice, and casually handed the leftover lobster leg to Varian, which meant that we would talk while eating.

Varian wanted to be polite.

But he was a bit hungry because he had no supper, and it was only him and Laike here, and a strange-looking stone monster.

So the young king was not polite, took the lobster leg and started to chew.

Uh, don't tell me, it tastes pretty good.

It seems that the bastard Bu Laike Shaw will stop working as a pirate in the future, and setting up a barbecue stall in any place will probably lead to a prosperous business.

"Don't bother eating, you bastard, listen up."

On this desolate coast, the sea breeze blows under the night, so that the smoke rings of Bu Laike are blown by the wind. He coughed and said:

"You have to tell your people that when you were traveling to Stratholme in a depressed mood, you were accidentally disturbed by a mysterious force, causing your teleportation to deviate.

Here you can add a little mystery element to fill your story and give it more mystical appeal.

You can say that you saw a piece of light, which was the revelation given to you by the golden holy light, and you heard Emperor Thoradin or the Heart of the World speaking to you in the light.

They tell you that the world and human civilization are at stake, and they need a good enough leader to lead the people out of the dark place of despair.

And you!

Varian Wrynn, you are the chosen one. "

Bu Laike squinted his eyes and looked at the dark sea. He said:

"You tell everyone who is interested in your story that you were sent to a mysterious place in the teleportation of Trek, where you met all the heroes in history, including Thoradin and Anduin Lothar. human greatness.

You can even add a goddess image to it to refer to Azshara, in case the lie is exposed later.

Anyway, in terms of the various legends left by Azshara in this world, no one will question you if you call her a goddess in the eyes of mortals.

You just say, they conveyed a mission to you.

And guided you through difficult trials to retrieve the emperor's sword Stromkar, who was disappointed by the division of mankind. The meaning of this sword in your hand is the authority given to you by those human kings!

After more than two thousand years in the era of great division, reunify the human empire!

What Lothar failed to do, you will.

And you have to keep telling this story for the rest of your life, constantly strengthening the majesty of the Emperor's Sword and its legend of choosing a king. As for why you do this, I don't think I need to explain too much to you.

If you don't even understand the necessity of strengthening your own legal system, then you are really very unqualified as a king. "

"It's cheating."

Varian ate the lobster meat, frowned and said:

"I can understand the necessity of lying in many things, and I can accept occasional white lies to answer people's doubts, but according to what you said, I have to use my whole life to complete this lie that I made myself

Maybe saying that will make you laugh at me.

But I have a bad conscience. "

"Lie? Why do you think it's a lie?"

Bu Laike sneered and asked:

"Did you get lost in the teleportation? Did you get the sword of Emperor Stromkar after a night of fantasy? Did you promise Azshara that she would reshape the human empire with her own hands?

Then please tell me, apart from exaggerating the plot a little bit and embellishing the details "slightly" in the story I taught you, is there any point that you are lying and deceiving?

Even if your people believe your story in the end, turn your story into a proud legend in endless time, and finally shape the legend passed down from generation to generation into a mythical story unique to human beings, what does all this have to do with you ?

You just told a white lie didn't you?

Believe me, your people and your descendants will love this story I tell you more than if you dryly tell the truth about this, which is no fun at all tonight.

They will be proud of your lies, they will finally believe in your divine right to the king, they will finally unite firmly with you, and use their own hands to send you to the throne of the emperor!

Even if you sent Shaw to steal things from the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, the old man Faol will eventually be willing to help you hide the price that the human empire must pay if it wants to rise.

He will even help you deliver your fantasy epic, and will do his best to help you perfect all the loopholes in your story. In the end, the story between you and Lothar will be written into the scriptures!

Countless people will grow up reading the stories I wrote for you, and countless people will regard you and your empire as their only destination in life! Both your father and your adoptive father will be proud of what you have done.

Even if it turns out that this is all just a fiction, people will definitely give up the truth and choose to follow you.

It all started when you asked a seer a hundred times smarter than you tonight how the empire was born, it all started when you decided to tell your story.

I've said it all here, do you need me to continue to describe it for you? "

Bo Laike took down his pipe and looked at Varian Wrynn, who was already dumbfounded. He whispered:

"The only problem with Lothar is that when I told him all this, he chose to refuse, he chose to stick to the final destination of an idealist.

I don't comment on whether his actions are correct.

I just want to tell you that what you want, the foundation of the empire that countless people want is built in this way! No empire in history was born out of the harmony of holy prayers and the singing and dancing of everyone holding hands. "

The pirate chuckled.

He reached out and stroked the Emperor's Sword on Varian's back, and whispered:

"No one asked you to be a bad person, Varian, but the Holy Light didn't teach you anything, I taught you, so if you fail in the future, don't blame me.

Oh, right.

I warn you as a prophet, Varian, if you make up your mind, you must hurry. You are not one of those idiots who take my warnings for granted, you should know that demons are real.

And they're coming soon. "

With that, Laike stepped back and disappeared into the night before Varian's eyes. As he was leaving, he said to the young king who had risen:

"I won't call you the child king in the future, because I think you should grow up. It's cruel to you, but fate will always choose some people who are destined to do great things and give them constant training.

Trust me, Varian.

After your fate is changed by me, your so-called pain and loss are nothing compared to what you will endure in your original fate.

Perhaps it is because of my meddling that you have become so... lacking.

Anyway, good luck, High King. "

After Laike disappeared, General Carl, who was on guard on the coast, prepared to leave with his battle ax on his back, but after leaving, the Stoneborn general looked Varian up and down, and she said bluntly in the human language she had just learned:

"Your holy light is too weak.

That kind of power is not benevolent as you think. The Light is never merciful. I have personally participated in the wars where the Light's Wrath bloomed, and I have seen them destroy a world with a single ray of light.

King of mankind, why does your holy light exist? "

"guard!"

Varian uttered his Oath of Light firmly, only to be mocked mercilessly by General Carl.

General Stoneborn laughed and said:

"Then you are an idiot! Because even a stranger like me can see that you are a roaring lion of holy light, and you can only do what you should do!

Go to fight!

Go fight!

To destroy!

To punish!

If you can't even defeat the enemy, your protection is meaningless, because the weak are not qualified to protect anything. "

After speaking, General Carl also flapped his wings and disappeared into the night sky.

She told Varian these secrets of the Light not to bless him, her purpose was very simple, she wanted to see Varian become a qualified Warrior of the Light.

Only in this way can he bring more deaths...uncountable deaths to the Great Emperor's endless cause.

Varian did not leave this deserted coast until dawn, when the young king stood up from the extinguished campfire, and he took from his bosom a delicate compass box.

It was a gift from his wife.

He opened the box, and there was a magical portrait of his child on it.

Varian caressed the portrait, and the corner of his mouth curved into a gentle smile. In the morning light, the young king took out the photo of his son, put it on the corner of his mouth and kissed it lightly, put it in his close-fitting pocket, and then Caressing the heart, Xu Xu held it as if he was holding something, and carefully put it into the compass box.

The next moment, he threw the compass viciously towards the sea in front of him, watching it disappear into the waves.

Then, he turned and left in the morning light.

From this moment on, he will become a liar, he will shape an empire based on lies, and he will take becoming an emperor as his goal in life.

Well, farewell.

My weakness and kindness.—

"Quack?"

The early-rising Benbo Erba was swimming with his murlocs and pirates on the bottom of the sea, driving a large group of fish for hunting and combat training. The murlocs were having a good time, but their leader was suddenly hit by a piece of water from the sea. What came down hit the head.

The little murloc angrily grabbed the thing and planned to throw it out.

But it was quickly attracted by the delicate compass in his hand

Whoa baby!

It looks like a magical compass with magic.

Judging by the shape and sophistication, you can tell that it is worth at least a few thousand gold coins! He was beaten by thousands of gold coins?

Burrba croaked and opened the compass, which was empty except for a recess for a photograph.

The little murloc was immediately happy. It took out a majestic magic photo of itself from the bag and stuffed it in, and hung the compass around its neck very preciously.

As a pirate captain, you should have your own magic compass.

I am really lucky today!

(end of this chapter)