Chapter 1122 20. Salute to You. His Majesty the Emperor (Below)

At the coronation ceremony in Baita City Port, the ceremony that had just been interrupted continued a few minutes later.

As the low horn sounded again, everyone on the viewing platform turned their attention to the entrance of the Cathedral of Light. They saw the Alsace couple, Liam and Galin walking out under the guard of the apologist knights. At that moment in the church, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the dwarf queen Moira.

"This empire is really going to be unified."

The scheming female dwarf squinted her eyes and quickly calculated in her heart. Before seeing the envoys from other kingdoms, Moira guessed that Varian's coronation should not be affected by the nobles of other kingdoms. However, this time the Pope of the Holy Light forcibly advanced the coronation ceremony despite the opposition of the nobles. This matter itself is strange.

With Moira's political sense, it's not difficult for her to find that maybe after Varian becomes emperor, the human empire will usher in a wave of civil strife, which may temporarily weaken the empire's power, but once Varian quells those civil strife, the real After establishing a powerful centralized empire, the power that the human empire has been suppressed due to division will burst out in a volcanic manner.

At that time, the stable and united empire, with the help of the industrial movement vigorously promoted by Varian, could truly begin to compete with the prosperous Federation and become the first-class force in Azeroth.

During the period when the empire was in chaos, Moira had planned to let the power of the Council of Six Hammers stand with the empire, and take advantage of the empire's low period to establish a real alliance with the new emperor, thereby expanding the dwarf kingdom Influence, and vigorously develop business with the Federation, and close the relationship with another human force, it is best to allow dwarves and humans to return to the past state of almost being brothers.

In this way, with the help of the covenant between the two major forces of the empire and the federation, the dwarf kingdom that is now in decline can also become a pivotal force in the civilized world of Azeroth at the fastest speed.

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

These kings came here in person, which means that they are willing to accept the rule of Varian, and it also shows from the side that they have broken away from the old nobles in their respective kingdoms, which means that Varian's integration of the empire's power The time will be greatly shortened, and with the help of the kings, it is very likely that the empire will smoothly enter the adaptation period without going through civil strife.

"This situation... is really unpredictable."

The dwarf queen, Moira, rubbed her forehead. The existing information was too little for her to make a judgment on the new situation, so the queen decided not to make a decision, but to look at it first.

On the other side, the orc chief Thrall saw three kings and a queen appearing on the ceremony stage, and the orc frowned. Although the orcs and humans signed a peace treaty, at the edge of the orc forces, a united The rise of the unified human empire will obviously make the orcs feel extreme pressure. What's more, it will take a long time for the blood feud between the two races to be forgotten, which makes Thrall deeply worried.

This orc really longs for peace, but he is not stupid, and he is not blinded by the light of peace. He is also a leader. , In case one day, human beings recall their hatred with orcs again, at that time, facing the united and terrifying human legion that is close at hand, how should orcs resist?

"Hmm...it seems time to discuss with the tauren and trolls about forming a real "big tribe" soon."

Thrall rubbed his chin, making up his mind.

The true unity of the human empire is just around the corner. In order to deal with this hidden threat, the original loose alliance must be promoted to a closer alliance of brothers. It is best to make the orcs, tauren and trolls the same as the human empire, Form a real country ruled by three clans instead of the current clan system. If the wild boars can also be included in the system of this large tribe, then at least at the geopolitical level, it will be able to clamp down on the human empire!

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

"Great! A completely unified country!"

The goblin merchants cheered from their seats, and they cheered to each other:

"A larger business market, no chaotic tariffs, no troubles from those damn villains, a more complete business system, we will make more money! This is great! Long live His Majesty Varian!"

But within a few minutes of cheering, goblin representatives from different financial groups became hostile to each other again. A commercial market has a limit, and now it depends on which financial group enters the empire faster.

And in fact, not only the dwarves, orcs, and goblins had a judgment on the situation, but even the Vrykul representatives behind the viewing stand were whispering.

"Look! Tyrael, I have heard that this is the King of Men, 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 beside her:

"Look at their little arms and legs. It's unbelievable. These are the most powerful leaders in the human empire... Oh, that witch looks really good at fighting."

"No, Shu Liya, I heard that the kings in the human kingdom are not the most capable fighters. They choose the kings according to their blood."

Tyrael the Bald is a Vrykul warrior who likes to read. He introduced to his somewhat wild brothers:

"It is said that human beings will divide each other's classes according to the purity of each other's blood. Strong warriors will also be forced to become weak warriors because their blood is not pure enough. It is a strange tradition, but the human emperor is different, even if it is so far away , I can feel that that is a true warrior, and I heard that his blood is quite noble, it is said that it comes directly from the blood of the king of barbarians, that is, the blood of our Vrykul!"

"No wonder he can be emperor."

The other Vrykul youths nodded one after another, and they said loudly:

"It turns out that the brave blood of our Vrykul is flowing, so this means that the emperor is our own? After the ceremony is over, should we invite him to drink?"

"Um..."

The bald-headed Tyrael scratched his scalp. He thought the idea was good, so he nodded and said to the others:

"Then go to our ship and bring out the best wine. Let's have a good drink with this emperor. If he is really as brave as the legend says, 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 Vrykul."

Of course, Varian standing on the ceremony stage is not clear about these discussions, but it is estimated that he would be very willing to drink with the straightforward group of vrykul, but now, he has more important things to do.

Amidst the sound of horns and music, and amidst the flying petals and ribbons, Varian and the Pope stood in front of the ceremony stage, looking at the three emperors and one queen who were walking towards them.

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

His eyes flicked over Galin's cheek, over the scar on Liam's face, over the boy in Jaina's arms, and finally fell on Arthas, his younger brother, although not related by blood , but he always believed that Arthas would not stand against him because of the temptation of power. At this moment, Varian knew that his persistence was correct.

Alsace did not disappoint him.

"Your crown is fine, Varian."

Galin was the first to walk up to Varian, and while the people watched, the king looked at Varian, then glanced at the imitation crown on the tray behind Varian, took a deep breath, and then In a burst of exclamation, he knelt down on one knee in front of Varian, took off the quaint, iron, and even slightly rough crown of thorns on his head with both hands, and handed his hands to Varian. Ryan, he said:

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

"The crown passed down from generation to generation in Stormgard came from our common ancestor Thoradin the Great 2,800 years ago. I can't confirm whether this crown was worn by Thoradin the Great himself, but I believe that it belongs to the weight of human civilization history. It is very suitable for an emperor who is destined to be great...and, you must look better with it!"

Galin's behavior made the old pope couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and Varian even realized different meanings from Galin's words. Without hesitation, he immediately stretched out his hand and took the crown from Galin's hand , and then put it on the tray beside him, he stretched out his hand and supported Jialin:

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

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

Galin winked at Varian and said:

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

Before Varian could react, Arthas followed Galin's footsteps. He looked at his brother. He smiled at Varian, then knelt down on one knee and handed over the scroll in his hand. Varian took the scroll and opened it. It was filled with densely packed names. They were all famous nobles in Lordaeron. Arthas said:

"This is the decree signed by Lordaeron's noble council to dissolve the noble council, Varian, I wanted to solve those troubles myself, but then I found out that you may be more experienced than me in this matter, so this Everything is up to you."

Seeing the scroll, Varian breathed a sigh of relief, closed the scroll, and said to Arthas seriously:

"It's on me, my brother!"

Alsace nodded. He glanced at Garin beside him, and then took off the crown on his head with both hands, and handed it to Varian. This action attracted cheers from the people again. Even the most obtuse people know the meaning of this move of the kings...

Since then, the empire has only one emperor, His Majesty, and other kings, that is to say... the empire is not only unified in form, it will truly restore the state of the Arathor Empire 2,800 years ago, and truly return to the centralized system. Today, the history of the division of the seven kingdoms of mankind will truly be written.

"I've always disapproved of you, Varian."

Liam walked up to Varian for the third time. He knelt on one knee, looked at His Majesty the Emperor in front of him, and said:

"I think I am also capable of competing for the throne of the emperor, but...it turns out that I am not. I am not a qualified ruler. The king's crown is a heavy burden for me. Sorry, I leave it to you It's a mess called Gilneas, but I'm sure you can restore it to its best."

"I promise, Gilneas will be restored to its glory!"

Varian made a serious promise to 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 him with both hands. Varian, that is a scepter, not luxurious, with a little blood on it, it looks very inconspicuous, but Varian recognized it at a glance.

"This is..."

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

As Varian took over the previous Emperor's scepter, the plaza erupted in a truly seething sea of ​​cheers, a coronation with some surprises, but one that pushed it to new heights.

It does not matter how sumptuous or austere the whole arrangement of the ceremony is! The people involved in the ceremony are the most important!

But today, these civilians have witnessed the real unification of the empire. Just this incident is enough for the troubadours to sing for thousands of years!

The last one who came to Varian was Princess Jaina of Kul Tiras. Her son was being held in the arms of Alsace's sister, Princess Calia, and Jaina had nothing in her hand. No...

No crowns, no gifts, not even promises.

All she can bring is 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, and she said with some regret:

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

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

"I trust 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's not important, it's enough for me to have you in today's ceremony! I beat Drake once, and I can beat him again Once...but not because he didn't give you the crown, but because, that bastard made my sister cry."

Varian's words made Jaina's tears unbearable. Her biological brother disappointed her, but Varian gave her brother-like care, perhaps because of Varian An's temperament is what makes so many heroes willing to follow his example.

"Get up, everyone!"

Varian took a step back, his adoptive father's scepter in his hand, and he said aloud:

"You are not only my courtiers, but also my best brothers and sisters. Just as I once signed the decree to give up my power in the Stormwind Kingdom, I assure you that as long as the inheritance of the empire is still there, I will not give up to myself. Brothers, raise the butcher knife to your own people..."

"Hail the Empire! It lives on and is reborn through the selfless devotion of warriors and heroes...You are the warriors! You are the heroes!"

"Snapped"

After Varian finished speaking, horns and hymns sounded, and amidst the cheers of countless people, the Pope raised the ancient crown of the Kingdom of Stormgard and put it on Varian's head, while Garin and Alsace raised their fists at the same time, and shouted in a heroic voice:

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

"For Emperor Varian!"

"For...the Empire!"