Azeroth’s Death Track

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Baita City Port, the Cathedral of Light, Jaina and Alsace are coming out of the Pope’s room. Behind them, the old man is no longer able to speak, even though there are Pastor Holy Light, Pastor Luna, Druid And the shaman, even the power of a Naru is projected here. Although all the healing powers of Azeroth are gathered here, they still cannot call back the life of the Pope.

His body is old, and more importantly, after insisting on the coronation ceremony, this respectable old man may not want to live himself.

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

Perhaps in the early morning of tomorrow, the Pope will be summoned by the Holy Light, thus leaving the world completely.

Countless people wept for it. Outside the Light Cathedral, in the square that had not been packed up, the dense believers held candles in their hands, where they prayed for the Pope, or... saw off.

"This life under the French Olympics is really magnificent."

Arthas closed the door of the room sadly. He said to his wife:

"His personal virtue is the same as his life, without any stains, and even in the face of death, he still unites the empire with his own hands, but he can’t see the future grand scene. His departure is destined to be Become the most regrettable tragedy of this era."

"Yeah, this is a respectable old man."

Jaina’s mood looked bad, not only because of the dying of the Pope. She took her husband’s hand and walked in the aisle of the church. She was silent and did not speak, and Arthas could also feel his wife’s heart. Bored, he also kept silent, holding his wife's slim waist, and the two walked back to their temporary living room.

Tomorrow, they will return to Lordaeron, and along with them, there will be Prime Minister Albert Locke, who has just been appointed as the Legacy Officer of the Imperial Nobles, and a group of administrative officials who participated in the storms that year.

Obviously, these officials with blood on the hands of the nobles went to Lordaeron not to take vacations or to spread the greatness of His Majesty the Emperor, but to deal with the last difficult issues left for the Varian Emperor.

Ruling a big country is like cooking a small dish. Varian is well aware of the current situation of the empire. He cannot directly move the reform plan in the Kingdom of Stormwind to the entire empire. The reason why he was able to deal with the country so quickly The nobleman, in addition to careful planning, because he himself is the king of the destiny of the storm kingdom, the kingdom’s national instinct follows him, but his current position of emperor is not stable, so he set off a large-scale liquidation, only It will make the form inside the empire more complicated.

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

But this has little to do with the Alsace couple. At least tonight, they can still sleep well with their children. Tomorrow's troubles will be left to tomorrow.

But when Arthas opened the door, he unexpectedly saw a figure that should not appear here. Jaina beside him even exclaimed:

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

"Sister, be quiet! My nephew has just fallen asleep."

Tenred Proudmoore, holding his little nephew, turned around. The gloomy atmosphere on his face had disappeared. In Jaina’s eyes, the humorous and relaxed brother who didn’t like to be bound seemed to be back. And this change seems to be inseparable from the nervous elf around him.

In the sister's silent inquiry, Tanred smiled and handed his sleeping nephew to his father Arthas, then stretched out his arms to hold the elf's slim waist and introduced to his sister:

"This is Tiana, my wife, I just came back, so I took her to meet you, oh, yes, we will have a wedding in 7 days, you and your brother-in-law must come and take my nephew one stand up!"

"Tiana?"

Of course, Jaina had heard of this name. It is said that it was because the elf died in Azshara’s attack on the night elves that it caused a big change in his brother’s heart, but didn’t he say that the elf was already dead? Why did she appear here again? Still wearing Jaina's clothes?

"This is it, sister."

Tenred felt the tension of his wife, he kissed on Dianna's cheek, and then explained to his sister:

"Tiana was indeed thrown into the deep sea at the time, but she was rescued by our father when she was about to die, but she was in a bad condition due to prolonged lack of oxygen and heavy water pressure. Falling into a coma, I have been sleeping in a federal hospital for several years. We all thought she was dead, but she is actually alive. This is the best gift the Holy Light has given me."

Talking, Tanred glanced at his wife's robe. He said to Jaina a little embarrassedly:

"Because Tianna is a priest of Luna, there is no way to enter the Holy Light Cathedral without being summoned, so I found a set of your clothes in your closet and changed her. Should you mind?"

"Uh, of course don't mind."

Jaina was still a little puzzled. She was a mage. She knew the limits of mortals. Even if Tianna was a night elf, she couldn’t survive the kind of storm that Azshara and the Naga had set off. Something that Tan Reid didn't know may have happened to the elf, but this doubt is not suitable for this occasion.

She walked forward very naturally and took the initiative of the nervous elf Tiana. She secretly sensed the body and soul of the elf in front of her. No abnormality was found. Jaina said to Tiana:

"Come, come with me. This suit is not for you. It will make you look old-fashioned. I also brought a few clothes. Let's try it."

In the face of Jaina’s kindness, Miss Xingge’s nervousness also subsided. She glanced at Tanred and she whispered:

"Thank you, ma'am."

"No, don't call me lady."

Jaina smiled and said:

"Call me sister."

After that, she took the elf girl to the cloakroom of the room, and at this moment, Tan Reid seemed to remember something, he said to his sister:

"Sister, Drake is also here. He is here now, talking to Emperor Varian."

"he?"

Jaina's face immediately became somber. Obviously, she hadn't forgotten about her being expelled by this brother. She said in a bad tone:

"What's he doing? Is he provoking? Or is he submitting a war letter?"

"No, listen to me, Anna."

Tenred sighed, and he whispered:

"This matter is complicated, but believe me, what happened in these days is not what Drake really wants to do. He was influenced by the power of Enzos, but just a few hours ago, his father went Kul Tiras, dispelled the evil magic of Drake's body, let him recover his sobriety, the specific things, I will explain it to you later."

Speaking of which, Tenred's expression became sad. He took out something from his arms. It was a necklace made of mithral silver dotted with blue gemstones. Tenred made a very solemn gesture , Tied the necklace around the neck of the little prince in Alsace's arms. He turned his back to Jaina and said in a low voice:

"This is a gift from my father to his grandson... Anna, father said that he is going to fulfill a great mission, he will not meet us again, he asked Drake to tell us that he loves 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 would leave forever. Tiana Star Song felt Jaina’s sadness. This pastor Luna patted Jaina's back gently, comforting her sister.

And Alsace saw this sad scene, and he was touched. He didn’t want to see his wife sad, so he forcibly changed the subject. He reached out and stroked the gemstone pendant on his son’s neck. He saw that Among the blue gems, the light and shadow surging like the sea water, and the reflection of the keel warship suspended above the sea water, he said softly:

"Is this the gift of His Excellency Dai Lin? It's so beautiful..."

Tenred raised his head and saw Arthas's finger about to touch the lower edge of the gem. There was a tiny magic circle, and he screamed:

"No! Don't touch that!"

But it was too late, Alsace’s finger touched the tiny magic circle, and the light between him became dimmed at this moment, as if a little magic power was injected into that circle, and the next moment With the roar of the sea, a huge black shadow will jump into this room, and the fast-eyed Jaina immediately launched a large-scale teleportation, transferring everyone in the room to the outside of Baitacheng Port maritime.

"Boom"

With a loud noise, Dai Lin personally repaired it, from the abyss of the underworld, the keel warship that was used by Hella to transport souls to and from the two realms. Like a falling meteor, it hit the dark sea below.

This scene made Alsace's eyes wide. He looked at the gem pendant in his hand. The projection of the warship in the pendant had disappeared. He turned his head and stammered to Tanred:

"This...this is a real boat? How did Lord Dairin put it in my son's necklace? How could he give such a dangerous thing to a baby?"

"Do not be silly!"

Tenred stared at his brother-in-law fiercely. He said:

"This is the best blessing of the Kul Tiras to the children. Every Kul Tiras man must have his own boat! This is the best gift my father prepared for his grandson!"

"One of the best warships in the world! And you, you stupid idiot, you almost destroyed the whole cathedral just now!"

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While the Alsace and Tanrid couples were holding their children to "appreciate" the battleship, in the parlor of the Bright Cathedral, Varian Wrynn was working with the late Dray K. Proudmoore spoke.

Emperor Varian looked at the silent King Drake in front of him with a scrutiny, and then looked at Drake's crown on his table like a belated celebration.

"I thought you wouldn't come, I thought I needed to beat you again before you would hand over this crown."

Varian's fingers, stroking on the crown of the Kul Tiras inheritance, he could feel the breath of the sea, he said softly:

"I was really going to be busy with the matter at hand, so I went to Kul Tiras to find you and vented to Anna, that was my sister, and you! You made her cry! It's unforgivable!"

"That was an accident, Varian."

Drake, looking haggard, said:

"I don't want to talk to you about these things now. I will apologize about Anna later. I just want to know, what are you going to do with the remaining nobles in the empire? Do you want to kill them all in one breath?"

"No! I'm not that stupid."

Varian leaned back in his chair, and the new emperor, His Majesty, already felt the pressure to prop up the entire empire, playing with a cigar in his hand, he said:

"Before you came, I talked to Alsace, Galin and Liam, and the nobles who knew the general thing. I can't do what I did in the Storm Kingdom all over the whole empire, then It will only aggravate the chaos and force the swinging little nobles out of their way. They will fight back, and that means that the empire will experience turmoil, which is not what I want to see.

"So, I'll deal with it in another way. I don't have a complete plan yet, but..."

Varian coughed softly:

"I may retain the title of nobility, only the title and the necessary private property. The so-called duke, earl, baron, etc., will all become a title of honor, without any real power, no occupation of land, in essence, own these The title of the people is 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 assessment of imperial officials!"

"You do it the same as killing them."

Drake whispered:

"But that's your business. I can't control it. I want to ask, how are you going to deal with us? I mean, the four kings, and the relationship with the Federation, what are you going to do with it?"

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

"The federal government is willing to issue visas to the people of the empire. We also need to prepare passports for the people, and then the two sides' navigation, business, and cooperation and visits at the political level to learn from each other. This is a long process of adaptation, but since then, The people of the empire want to go back to the ancestral land of the eastern continent and there will be no more obstacles.

"As for you, I will take your title of king."

Varian said bluntly:

"You will become the Grand Duke, still the title of glory, but I will appoint you as the guardian of the empire, just like the governor on the other side of the Federation, you will become part of Congress and the administrative system of this country, but between countries The separation will be dismantled. I haven’t figured out how to do it, but I can be sure that there will be no difference between the Lordaeron, the plateau, the son of the sea and the Gilneas in the future. The geographical separation will not be Become the reason for the division of the empire, the ancient heritage will once again be unified."

"My people will only have one name..."

"Empire!"

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