Chapter 1123 21. Dai Lin Returns
"boom"
The exquisite crystal cup smashed hard on the ornately decorated wall, and the delicate object smashed to pieces on the wall, and knocked off the ceremonial knife hanging on the wall from the bracket. His ritual knife was inserted into the ground, and the blade and handle were still buzzing.
The owner of this room, or rather, the owner of this castle, this palace, King Derek Proudmoore of Kul Tiras rested his fists on the table in front of him, his eyes fixed on the floating in mid-air The magic projection in the movie, that projection was cast from Dalaran to every city in the whole world, about the coronation ceremony of the Emperor of the Human Empire, Varian Wrynn.
The ceremony has come to an end. In the clear projection, Varian Wrynn, who is wearing a quaint crown, holds the scepter of the former emperor Lothar, under the crown of the Pope and the three kings and one queen. In the crowd, representatives of various forces from the whole world were greeted, and the people of the empire cheered. The coronation ceremony was not luxurious, but even from the projection in front of them, the city thousands of miles away had become a scene of praise. ocean.
"Cowards! A bunch of cowards!"
The last item of the coronation ceremony is that Emperor Varian will give a speech to the people and even the entire empire, but the angry Drake doesn't want to listen anymore.
The inner anger burned in his body like wildfire. He roared with a distorted face, raised his fist, and smashed the projection crystal on the table in front of him. The image supported by magic became blurred, and then suddenly dissipated in the next moment.
But it doesn't work...
Because on the square of Boralus Harbor, a larger projection hangs in the sky, almost attracting the attention of the people of the entire city.
"Turn it off!"
Drake clutched his forehead, he was like a wounded warrior, after venting his anger, he sat weakly on his chair, and he said to another person in his room:
"Go and turn it off!"
"That's too late."
Tenred Proudmoore, leaning against the window, glanced out. Even in the Proudmoore Fortress in the center of the city, he could still see the shining projection on the edge of the city, and the faintly visible He shook his head, picked up the wine glass, and calmly said to his brother:
"It was you who thought that Varian would make a big fool of himself, allowing the mages to install this projection in the city. My mother and I persuaded you at the time. It was too risky. Now it turns out that my mother and I's dissuasion was correct. .”
Tandred drank the fine wine in the glass in one gulp, and then supported the navy knife on his waist. He ignored Drake's almost murderous gaze, but acted calmly, as if deliberately stoking the fire, Said to his brother:
"It's not Varian who is making a fool of himself now, but you, Derek Proudmoore, the king of Kul Tiras, the only king who did not appear at the coronation ceremony, if there is no Anna, no my sister, you The appearance of my sister, without her sacrifice, the entire Kul Tiras would have become the laughing stock of the empire!"
"And what did you do to her? What did you do to this poor woman who saved your reputation?"
A hint of veiled anger flashed in Tandred's calm eyes. He looked at his brother and said:
"You called Anna a "traitor" in front of my mother and me! You told her to get out of your country, and you announced that the woman who tried to persuade you was no longer a member of the Proudmoore family...Tell me, Drake, are you crazy?"
The haggard admiral, after his wife's death in disaster, has no interest in anything other than war, and in fact, if it weren't for what Drake went too far today, he wouldn't be at all. Will step down from his own flagship anchored in Boralus Harbour.
Jaina came to Kul Tiras to persuade Drake, but Drake sternly refused, and was insulted and expelled. The mother of the two, Dailin's widow, Ms. Catherine Proudmoore witnessed her son and The daughter's breakup and quarrel made the old lady unable to bear it any longer. She fell into a coma and was brought back to the empire by Jaina.
After Dailin's death, the Proudmoore family, which supported each other, came to a moment of disintegration today, which made Tanred, who had no love in his life, feel angry.
The people who were watching the magic projection thought that Princess Jaina was an emissary sent by King Derek to the empire, so when Jaina appeared in the projection, the whole city cheered. Indeed, compared to Dre in Kul Tiras His Majesty, Ms. Jaina Proudmoore is more known to the outside world. This daughter of the sea is more like the true spokesperson of Kul Tiras in the empire.
But the cheering people didn't know what kind of terrible pressure and grievance the princess of their own country was under, and what kind of helplessness she had to appear at the coronation ceremony on behalf of Kul Tiras.
"You say I'm crazy?"
Drake heard his younger brother's questioning, he raised his head, looked at his younger brother with red eyes, and said in an incredible tone:
"Anna accuses me of being dazzled by power, she says I have changed, become a disgusting political creature, she lives in the empire, with her husband and son, she already feels strange to me , but my younger brother...do you think so? Do you also think that I am coveting the bloody throne, so I resist Varian Wrynn so crazily?"
"I tell you, Tandred!"
His Majesty Drake stood up, his fists were beating his heart in excitement, and he roared like a beast:
"I don't care who becomes the emperor at all!"
"Whether it's Garin or Alsace, if they are the ones who are crowned today! I will definitely go there in person! But Varian, only Varian can't! This has nothing to do with those nobles! Their cowardly persuasion, interference It's not my decision, it's a grievance between Varian Wrynn and the Proudmoore family!"
"He is a pawn of Dark Blade! You have also read the materials compiled by the spies, and you have also read..."
Drake gritted his teeth and said:
"On the battlefield of the Battle of Northern Border that year, many people saw that the sword of Emperor Lothar finally fell into the hands of Tyrion. How did Varian get that sword? His son was still killed. Raised by the Undead King, Anduin Wrynn has been promoted all the way in the Silver Dawn Order, apart from his own efforts, could it be that Tyrion didn't intervene?"
"I say Anna is a traitor! It's because I think she has forgotten one thing..."
"She selectively ignored the power behind Varian, ignored you and me, and what happened to her biological father, Tyrion turned our father into a monster! And now, Varian is the emperor , it means that the empire... the human empire we guard wholeheartedly will also become the plaything of Dark Blade!"
"You are asking me if I am crazy. I think it is more appropriate for you to answer this question. Tell me, Tandred, have you forgotten our father's disaster just like Anna?"
"Do you want to treat yourself like an ostrich and forget that hatred?"
Drake's roar echoed in the room. Tenred held the handle of the knife with a silent face. After a few minutes of confrontation, the admiral looked at his brother. He shook his head and said:
"Varian is Varian, Tyrion is Tyrion, you can't transfer your hatred of Tyrion to Varian! I don't believe that Varian is a loyal servant of Tyrion! This is not at all possible!"
"I know, he was also my friend, which is why I didn't take the fleet to Varian to settle the score!"
Drake breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the ritual knife stuck on the floor, he was a little lonely, and he said stubbornly:
"I can allow him to return to his country, I can let him carry out reforms, I can even support him to destroy the nobles...but only become the emperor! No! Before he washes himself of his doubts, he can't let me Bow down to him! I will not recognize his emperorship!"
"So, because of your own hatred, you would rather drag the whole of Kul Tiras into the war?"
"We have also talked to my father more than once. Have you ever heard from your father that he hates Tyrion? No! All of this is your own imagination. Be sober, Drake! You are stubbornly pushing A dispute and war that should never have happened!"
Tenred looked at his brother who was in a dead end, and he persuaded him one last time:
"Once the people discover your true intentions, do you think that the entire Kul Tiras people will stand by your side? The nobles in the country are about to move, they will not be willing to die, and you...you just Giving them a perfect opportunity to spread chaos, you are destroying this country with your own hands! You are a king, not a warrior, and your hatred cannot override your choices and thinking."
"You! You shouldn't be doing this!"
"But that's what I did! Are you even going to fight me? Brother!"
Drake's rage rose, and his impulse broke through the shackles of reason, and he said to Tenred:
"Either stand on the side of the Proudmoore family, or on the side of Varian, you choose!"
"You! You can't represent Proudmoore at all!"
Tandred was also irritated by his brother's stubborn stubbornness. The admiral untied the command knife from his waist and slapped it on Drake's table. He confronted his brother without showing any weakness. Look, he said word for word:
"Anna was right! You've changed!"
"Maybe it's not power that changes you...it's hatred!"
"You keep saying that Tyrion turned our father into a monster! Look at you, Drake, it's you who really turned into a monster!"
"You want me to make a choice? Good!"
"I quit! Take your army to fight! When you drown in the emptiness of hatred, I will collect your body!"
Seeing his younger brother walk out of the room, Drake wanted to persuade him to stay, but he couldn't say a single word. The lonely people who had betrayed their relatives looked at the admiral commanding the sword on his table, and his mind was dizzy. He took a step back and staggered to the ground. in his chair.
"My God... my God."
"What have I done..."
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"Boom, boom"
The day disperses and the night arrives. That night, outside Boralus Harbor, without any warning, a violent storm suddenly broke out. The terrifying storm slammed on the entire city like hailstones, forcing people to only I can hide in my room or in a tavern, and pass the night time boredly. In the storm, lightning and thunder, a small sampan wrapped in mist, like a ghost, slipped into Birla silently. Among the waterways of Les City.
It was unmanned, but wrapped in the mist, it went upstream all the way, let the storm blow, and did not slow down at all. The sampan finally docked behind the castle of Proudmoore Fortress, and accompanied by the mist. Scattered, a tall figure strolled to the home that he had not returned to for a long time.
In the dark wind and rain, a bunch of pale lightning flashed across the sky suddenly, illuminating the darkness, and also illuminating the figure belonging to Dai Lin who walked into the castle. The demon king of the sea did not carry his own iconic trident Halberd, he was like an old man returning home, he was familiar with the road, bypassed all the guards, and easily entered the castle of the fortress under the cover of darkness.
Wherever he went, he left footprints soaked in sea water, and there was a slight chill in his breath.
At this time, in the room of King Derek Proudmoore of Kul Tiras, the ruler was already drunk, and he no longer had the majesty of being a king, so he just poured it on a pile of wine bottles In the middle of the day, the glass windows of the room were wide open, the green curtains swayed in the wind, and the cold rainwater splashed all over the floor of the room.
Drake was like a corpse that fell into the water, as if he had lost a trace of life. He was in pain, and the entanglement of his mind was like a dark cloud over his body, even a blind man could feel it.
Drake, who was drunk, felt his collar being grabbed by a pair of icy hands. The next moment, his whole body was lifted into the air. The coldness penetrating into his soul quickly dissipated the alcohol on Drake, but still Before he could say a word, a loud slap hit him on the cheek. The force made Drake spin in the air for several weeks before he staggered to the floor.
In front of him, Dai Lin stood expressionlessly in the gust of wind from the window, and the sea demon king's hair was blown away. In the light and shadow of the lightning, Dai Lin looked indifferently at his son who was trying to get up. , he asked in a cold tone:
"When did the heir to the Proudmoore family become a weak drunkard?"
"When did my son become a coward who only hurts his family?"
"When did the king of Kul Tiras become a reckless man who provoked war at will?"
"Drake Proudmoore! You really... let me down! But I know that my son is not a person who only relies on feelings to make decisions, so you have difficulties, right?"
"Then go ahead, boy, I'm waiting for your explanation!"