Chapter 864 The Throne Ceremony (Part 1)
Duke was frozen for a moment.
Bad words like capsize kept popping up in my mind.
However, Queen Xi's attitude made Duke a little complicated.
There is never the so-called absolute perfection of love. Sometimes you are an angel at one moment and a devil at the next moment. There are things you like and things you dislike. Being willing to tolerate everything about the other person is love.
If Queen Xi was just the kind of obedient flower vase, Duke only had to wave her hand, and such beauties would be plentiful in the aristocratic circles of various countries.
Queen Xi is not the case. She is powerful, wild, and constantly fighting against fate. She is definitely the ideal partner who can accompany Duke to the end in Azeroth.
Duke smiled, and his smile was bright. Just when he tried to put his hands on Queen Xi's flexible and elastic waist, Queen Xi made a gorgeous dodger, allowing Duke to catch the chance.
When Duke came back to his senses, he only saw the graceful back of Queen Xi standing at the entrance of the tent.
Turning her face to the side, Queen Xi gave him a provocative look: "You bastard, you smell of Ilucia all over your body. Before I calm down, you should go find your Ilucia."
Duke was confused until the beauty disappeared in front of him and then he sighed sadly: "Damn it, are all the women in the Windrunner family born in the year of the dog?"
Queen Xi's words were not only spoken to Duke, but also to Ilucia who was waiting at the door, making the uncrowned queen of the majestic South China Sea city-state, the Marquise of Storm Kingdom, blush with embarrassment.
Anyway, the matter is finally settled.
In fact, this coronation ceremony is more like a political show.
The queens of the two countries first held coronation ceremonies at the border, and then the formal ceremonies were held in their respective main cities.
Lordaeron is naturally the holy city of Stratholme.
After tomorrow, the enthronement ceremony of the new queen of the kingdom, whose country will be officially renamed Sin'dorei, will be held on the plain east of the ruins of the old Silvermoon City. Just like in the original history, the elves decided to rebuild a new Silvermoon City here.
This is by no means an easy task.
The spreading plague has not been completely eradicated, and most of the crop production areas have been destroyed. The Sin'dorei cannot support all the elves, so they can only use ships to transport nearly half of the surviving elves to the Windrunner territory in Elwynn Forest on the southern continent. placement. The Windrunner territory, which was regarded as a traitor by most elves, has become a life-saving refuge. This has to be said to be an irony.
On the other hand, it also highlights the importance of cooperation with the alliance. Without the aid of the Alliance, these elves might really be in decline. It would be ridiculous to die in the ensuing famine and plague instead of dying from the invasion of natural disasters.
In this way, the two powerful nations of Hokuriku, who were once rivals, enthroned their queens on the same morning on September 25, the Dark Portal, announcing the new life of the kingdom.
The Salas Trail is not a spacious place.
However, the huge platform built in the middle of the mountain could accommodate 5,000 Scarlet Cross Legion soldiers and 5,000 Elf Guards.
Five thousand people were also selected from all over the country. They had the honor to watch the ceremony and witness the new hope of the kingdom in their hearts - Queen Kaliya Menethil and Queen Sylvanas Windrunner walking on the red carpet.
To the south, Queen Kalia, contrary to everyone's impression, was not wearing the light and fluffy princess dress she used to be. Instead, she was wearing a set of pure white background, gold rims, but extremely solemn disciplinary priest robes. She looked solemn, holding the holy book of the Church of Holy Light in her left hand, and the scepter symbolizing the power of Lordaeron in her right hand. She tied her soft blond hair behind her head and walked slowly forward.
To the north, Queen Sylvanas's clothes also subverted the elves' impression of her as a single elven ranger in the past.
Today, the first thing that caught my eye was her fiery red cloak. Then there are three layers of gold-rimmed and red-bottomed shoulder armor stacked together like a sandwich. On the edge of each layer of shoulder armor is a row of fierce and expressive long fangs - teeth pulled out from the mouth of a once living troll!
The entire upper body, except for the shoulder armor and cloak, still only has a breast-like breastplate. In the middle of the breastplate, there is a huge golden gem that seems to be twisting and flashing with lightning, dazzling!
The lower body is a pair of tight red breeches, paired with a set of leg armor also trimmed with fiery red. If you look carefully, you will find that the leg armor has a large number of Elvish magic inscriptions that enhance speed and agility.
Coupled with the large bow slung on her back and the quiver full of sharp arrows that never leaves her body, her style is completely opposite to that of the two queens Kalia.
Yiwu! One article!
However, they were also slowly moving forward under the gaze of the honor guards lined up neatly along the red carpet, and surrounded by a formation of swords and guns not far away.
Sylvanas's steps were obviously larger, and because of her slower pace, the two queens arrived at the bottom of the steps to the throne at the same time.
Across the clearly marked boundary line under their feet, the two queens stood across the boundary.
Sylvanas smiled: "Together?"
Kalia nodded: "Of course!"
In no particular order, Mograine and Liadrin, who were standing on the left and right under the steps, shouted at the same time: "Salute to Her Majesty the Queen!"
The next moment, the paladins standing on both sides of the red carpet simultaneously pumped up the holy light in their bodies.
Clusters of holy light suddenly rose like a curtain, wrapping the figures of the two queens in it.
Under the gaze of everyone, they walked up the highest step at the same pace, step by step, step by step.
Waiting for them there was Duke in a blue and white dress.
Before this moment, many people didn't know why Duke, who looked so young, was standing in this sacred position.
I feel even more aggrieved that the two queens went to the highest level and knelt down to Duke - why should our queen kneel down to you, the commander-in-chief of the alliance?
Until Duke, the magic stick, spread the palm of his right hand flat, letting a dazzling illusory gold coin float in the air, like a smaller sun.
Duke's voice echoed throughout the entire venue.
"In Dalaran a long time ago, a missionary from Lordaeron threw a copper coin into the fountain pool and made a wish, 'I hope that one day I can spread the way of the Holy Light to the common people and teach it. The meaning of their three virtues.', and then, throughout his life, he saved countless civilians, and during the Dark Portal War that almost wiped out humans and high elves, he created the new profession of Paladin. To this day, Paladin We are still in the hands of the evil undead natural disasters, and we use the holy light to protect every kind creature."
Duke paused for a moment, and then said the name in an emotional tone: "This great missionary of Lordaeron is the former Archbishop of Holy Light - His Excellency Alonsos Faol!"