Azeroth’s Death Track

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At the coronation ceremony of Baitacheng Port, the ceremony that had just been interrupted continued a few minutes later.

As the low horn sounded again, the crowd on the observation platform turned their eyes to the entrance of the Bright Cathedral. After seeing the Alsace couple, Liam and Galin walking under the guard of the guardian knight, At that moment in the church, a dazzling flash of light flashed in Moira's eyes.

"This empire is really about to be unified."

The scheming female dwarf narrowed her eyes and quickly calculated in her heart. Before seeing the messengers of other kingdoms before, Moira guessed that Varian’s coronation should not be affected by other kingdom nobles Their welcome, and this time Pope Holy Light, despite the opposition of the nobility, forcibly promoted the coronation ceremonies, this matter itself is strange.

With Moira’s political sense of smell, she is not difficult to find that perhaps after Varian became the emperor, the human empire will usher in a wave of civil strife, which may temporarily weaken the power of the empire, but once Varian has quelled those civil strife, the real After the establishment of a powerful centralized empire, the forces that the human empire has been suppressed because of the split will spew out in a volcanic eruption.

At that time, the solid and united empire inside, and with the help of Varian's vigorously promoted industrial movement, could really start to contend with the burgeoning Federation and become the first-class force of Azeroth.

During this period when the empire was in chaos, Moira planned to let the power of the Six-hammer Council stand with the empire and use the trough of the empire to establish a real covenant with the new emperor to expand the dwarf kingdom. The influence, and then vigorously develop business with the Federation, and narrow the relationship with another human power, it is best to allow the dwarves and humans to return to the state of almost brothers in the past.

In this way, with the aid of the two major forces of the Empire and the Federation, the now dwarf kingdom can also become the most important force in the civilization of Azeroth at the fastest speed.

However, from the current situation, Varian's luck is really good.

These kings came here in person, indicating that they are willing to accept Varian’s rule, and from the side, they have separated from the old nobles in their respective kingdoms, which means that Varian integrated the power of the Empire The time will be greatly shortened, and with the help of the kings, it is likely that the empire will smoothly enter the adaptation period without experiencing civil strife.

"This situation... is really unpredictable."

The dwarf queen Moira rubbed her forehead. There was too little information available to make her judge the new situation, so the queen decided not to make a decision first.

On the other hand, Thrall, the orc chieftain, saw three kings and a queen appear on the ceremonial stage. The orc frowned. Although the orc and humans signed a peace covenant, on the edge of the orc power, a unity The rise of the unanimous human empire will obviously make the orcs feel extreme pressure, not to mention that the blood feud of the two tribes wants to be forgotten, it will take a long time, which makes Thrall deeply worried.

This orc is indeed eager for peace, but he is not stupid, he is not blindfolded by the light of peace, he is also a leader, he is well aware of the diplomatic status between the forces, determined by the strength of both sides, once the human empire rises rapidly In case one day, human beings recalled their hatred with the orcs, by that time, how should the orcs resist in the face of the united and frightening human legion in close proximity?

"Um... It seems that it's time to discuss with the tauren and the troll about the formation of a real "big tribe."

Thrall rubbed his chin and made up his mind.

The real unification of the human empire is at hand. In order to respond to this secret threat, the original loose alliance must be promoted to a closer brotherhood alliance. It is best to make the orcs, tauren, and trolls the same as the human empire. To form a real country where the three tribes rule together, instead of the current clan system, if the wild boar can be incorporated into this large tribal system, at least at the geopolitical level, the human empire can be suppressed!

This is not hostility, but a qualified leader who prepares in advance for everything that may happen in the future.

"Great! A completely unified country!"

The goblin merchants happily celebrated in their seats, and they cheered each other:

"A bigger business market, no chaotic tariffs, no trouble from those **** villains, a better business system, we will make more money! This is great! Long live Your Majesty Varian!"

But without cheering for a few minutes, the goblin representatives from different consortia became hostile to each other again. A commercial market is also limited in its vastness, and now it depends on which consortium has settled in the empire faster.

In addition, not only dwarves, orcs, and goblins have made judgments about the situation, but even the representatives of the Vrykul behind the viewing desk are whispering.

"Look! Tyrrell, I heard that these are the kings of mankind, and they are coming to celebrate their emperor."

A female Vrykul wearing leather armor, carrying a shield and a spear, said to the bald man next to him:

"Look at their little arms and calves, it's hard to believe that these are the most powerful leaders in the human empire...oh, the witch looks very capable of fighting."

"No, Shu Liya, I heard that the kings in the human kingdom are not the best warriors. They chose the king according to their blood."

Bald Tyrrell is a Vrykul warrior who likes to read books. He introduced to his somewhat brutal brothers:

"It is said that humans will divide each other's class according to the purity of each other's bloodlines, and powerful warriors will also be forced to become warriors of the weak because their bloodlines are not pure enough. It is a weird tradition, but that human emperor is different, even if it is so far away. I can feel that it is a real warrior, and I heard that his bloodline is also very noble. It is said that it comes directly from the bloodline of the barbarian king, which is the bloodline of our Vrykul!"

"No wonder he can be an emperor."

The other Vyku young people nodded one after another, and they said noisily:

"It turned out that there was blood flowing from the bravery of our Vrykul, then this shows that the emperor is our own? After the ceremony, shall we invite him to drink?"

"Ok..."

Bald Tyrrell scratched his scalp. He thought the idea was good, so he nodded and said to others:

"Go to our ship and move the best wine out. We will have a drink with this emperor. If he is really as brave as the legend, we can invite him to our holy place. The elders are discussing How to integrate into this world, if this emperor is really a warrior, then I think he is the best choice for us in Vrykul."

Of course, regarding these discussions, Varian standing on the ceremonial stage is unclear, but it is estimated that he will be very willing to drink with the straightforward group of Vrykuls, but now, he has more important things to do.

In the low horn and the sound of music, in the flying petals and ribbons, Varian and the Pope stood in front of the ceremonial stage, watching the three emperors and a queen walking towards them in front of them.

Varian looked at the friends in front of him. He originally thought they would not come, but fate gave him a big surprise.

He glanced at Galin's cheek, the scar on Liam's face, the boy held in Jaina's arms, and finally landed on Alsace, which was his younger brother, although not related by blood. , But he always believed that Arthas would not stand on the opposite side of him because of the temptation of power. At this moment, Varian knew that his persistence was correct.

Arthas did not disappoint him.

"Your crown is good, Varian."

Galin was the first to walk to Varian. While the people were watching, the king looked at Varian and glanced at the imitation crown on the tray behind Varian. He took a deep breath and then took a breath In a cry of excitement, he knelt on one knee in front of Varian, his hands removed the quaint, iron, even slightly rough crown of thorns, and he handed his hands to the tile Ryan, he said:

"But the crown is not for you, it is too gorgeous, just as hypocritical as the history written by us nobles, Varian, use this."

"The crown passed down from generation to generation in Stromgarde came from our common ancestor Thoradin the Great 2800 years ago. I can’t confirm whether this crown was worn by Thoradin the Great personally, but I believe it belongs to the weight of the history of human civilization. Perfect for an emperor destined for greatness...and you will definitely look better with it!"

Galin’s behavior caused the old pope to raise his eyebrows, and Varian realized a different meaning from Galin’s words. He did not hesitate and immediately reached out and took the crown in Galin’s hands. , And then placed it on the tray next to him, he reached out and helped Galin:

"Thank you for coming here, Your Majesty Galin..."

"No, don't call me Majesty, there is only one Majesty here, and you."

Galin blinked at Varian. He said:

"I have given you the crown, Varian, I am no longer the king..."

Before Varian responded, Arthas followed Galin’s footsteps. He looked at his brother, he smiled at Varian, and then knelt on one knee, handing the scroll in his hand. Varian took the scroll, opened it, and filled it with dense names, which were all the nobles of Lordaeron, Alsace said:

"This was signed by Lordaeron’s noble council, the decree to dissolve the noble council, Varian, I originally wanted to solve those troubles myself, and then I found that you may have more experience than me in this matter, so, this Everything will come to you."

Seeing the scroll, Varian relaxed, he closed the scroll, and he said to Alsace seriously:

"It's wrapped in me, my brother!"

Arthas nodded. He glanced at Galin next to him. Then he took off the crown above his head with both hands and handed it to Varian. This action also attracted the people to cheer. Even the most dull people know the meaning of this move by the kings...

Since then, there is only one emperor, His Majesty, and the other kings, that is to say... the empire is not only unified in form, it will truly restore the state of the Arazor Empire 2800 years ago, and truly return to the centralized system. Today, the history of the split of the seven nations of mankind will really draw a sentence.

"I used to disagree with you, Varian."

Liam came to Varian's eyes for the third time. He knelt on one knee. He looked at His Majesty the Emperor, and he said:

"I think I have the ability to compete for the emperor's throne, but... it turns out that I did not, I am not a qualified ruler, the king's crown is a heavy burden for me, I am sorry, I leave you There was a mess called Gilneas, but I believe you can restore it to its most perfect look."

"I promise, Gilneas will regain its glory!"

Varian seriously promised Liam,

Liam nodded. He took off his crown and handed it to Varian. Behind him, Earl Godfrey handed something to Liam, and Liam gave it to both hands. Varian, it was a scepter, not luxurious, and there was a little blood on it. It looked unremarkable, but Varian recognized it at a glance.

"this is..."

"This is the scepter that Emperor Lothar used when he was crowned...I will now return it to the original owner!"

When Varian took over the scepter of the last emperor, the whole plaza was plunged into a sea of ​​real cheers. There were some surprises in this coronation ceremony, but this pushed it to a new height.

It doesn't matter how luxurious the arrangement of the ceremony is or how simple it is! The people who participate in the ceremony are the most important!

And today, these civilians have witnessed the true unity of the empire, just this one thing is enough to let the minstrel sing for thousands of years!

The last to come to Varian was the princess Jaina of Kul Tiras, her son was now being held in her arms by Princess Aliya's elder sister Jialia, and Jaina had everything in her hand. No...

There is no crown, no gifts, or even promises.

All she could bring was the goodwill of the Proudmoore family, and only the goodwill of her and her mother. Jaina leaned on her staff and knelt on one knee. She looked at Varian. She said with regret:

"Sorry, Varian, I didn't bring back the crown of Kul Tiras, but I can assure you that it will soon be in your hands..."

"Kul Tiras, always a member of the empire, please believe us, the children of the sea will never betray the empire!"

"I believe you, Anna."

Varian shook his head. He smiled and said to Jaina:

"I don't actually care if you can get the crown back, Anna, that doesn't matter. It will be enough for me to have you at today's ceremony! I have beaten Drake and I can beat him again. Once...but not because he didn’t give you the crown, but because the **** made my sister cry."

Varian’s words made the tears in Jaina’s eyes unbearable. Her biological brother disappointed her, but Varian gave her brother-like care, perhaps because of Vari Ann's temperament can make so many people in the hero, willing to give him a head start.

"Get up, everyone!"

Varian took a step back, holding the scepter of his adoptive father in his hand, he said loudly:

"You are not only my courtiers, but also my best brothers and sisters. Just as I signed a decree to renounce my power in the Kingdom of Stormwind, I assure you that as long as the inheritance of the empire remains, I will not give myself Brother, raise the butcher knife to his own people..."

"Cheer for the empire! It survived and was reborn because of the selfless dedication of the warriors and heroes...you are the warriors! You are the heroes!"

"Snapped"

After Varian finished speaking, the sound of horns and chants echoed. In the cheers of countless people, the Pope lifted the ancient crown of the Kingdom of Stromgarde and put it on top of Varian’s head, and Galin and Arthas raised their fists at the same time and shouted in a bold voice:

"Today is the day of glory. Today, we are here to pay tribute to you! Your Majesty the Great Emperor!"

"For Emperor Varian!"

"For...empire!"

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