Chapter 430 1. "Victory" Cocktail Party

Time flies by, it is like a passionate and ruthless prodigal son, who will not stay for anyone or anything.

The winter of the 14th year of the Dark Portal was a quiet winter. When the grasslands of the Arathi Highlands became yellow and covered with snow, the undead who originally resided here and were hostile to the human army also quietly disappeared. Returned to warmer wetlands one deep cold night.

No one knows why the undead retreated when they had the upper hand, but that didn't stop politicians from calling it "a glorious victory" and spreading it across the empire.

All the high-level people know that this kind of argument is nonsense, but no one has stopped the spread of such absurd rumors. The reason is simple. As a group of individuals, civilians need to be told that peace still exists, and they need to be told that peace still exists. People ensure that their lives will not be disturbed, and they need managers to give them a stable world to live in.

They will cover their ears and bask in the illusory peace that the higher-ups want, especially in these troubled times.

And when the 15th year of the Dark Gate rings, the cities in northern Xinjiang are filled with joy. Whether it is the people, the soldiers, or the generals on the front line, they all let go of the heavy pressure on this night. , Enjoy the happy time to the fullest, and what is surprising is that in the area controlled by the undead, there are also huge celebrations on this night.

Whether it's the citizens of the Defias Federal District, the workers in the Black Iron District, or the two groups of dwarves who are hostile to each other in the Khaz Modan District and occasionally join forces to fight against the undead, they all let go of their hearts that night. Not happy enough, drinks were served openly, a huge bonfire was ignited in the western wilderness, and the stingy big bosses in the Black Iron District even provided an extra dinner for the night shift workers out of kindness.

Everyone was happy, including the death knights in Midnight Garden in Stormwind City, and they were also very happy. These dead spirits took candies and condolences to orphanages in Stormwind City and various cities, and spent time with brave children. It was an unforgettable night, and the timid children who hid under the quilt also got gifts, although this scene seemed to them to be similar to Halloween night.

It is said that the world of Draenor is also joyful tonight, and a huge celebration was held in the Dark Temple. The Mother of Blood invited the orphans from the Shattrath Orphanage to visit the temple. This invitation was worrying at first, but eventually But it became a reality with the tacit approval of Naru.

And even those citizens who hate the undead deeply, in this season, have to admit that the undead who rule them in the looming darkness do have a bottom line, and a ruler with a bottom line, in a certain In a sense, it can really make people feel at ease.

The high-level council of the Defias Federal District held a huge fireworks celebration in the square of Stormwind City tonight. Mr. Van Cleef, the speaker who has aged a lot in the past few years, announced in front of the citizens of Stormwind City After hearing that the extremely low tax rate will not change, the people cheered heartily after seeing the development of the federal plan for the coming year.

No matter which world you are in, no matter what civilization you are in, no matter what kind of system you are in, people are still most concerned about their own lives.

Even those imperial spies hidden among the citizens have to admit that the Defias Federation, which is completely different from the ruling system they know, now has what a country should be... Although many regulations of this country , especially the wanton use of undead laborers and unsafe machines, in their view are deviant.

What makes Mr. Van Cleef, who is worried about the development of the Federation, most happy is that the low tax rate and welfare policies that the Federation has been insisting on since its establishment until now have finally shown results.

The dwarf doctors and their apprentices assigned to each town, as well as the improvement of living standards, coupled with the increase in money, have led many civilian couples who have seen disasters to start the "man-making project", especially in the western wilderness and AI. The "hero mother" commendation policy initially implemented by Erwin Forest has made the people more willing to maintain the inheritance.

According to the statistics of the House of Commons, in this winter, the birth rate of babies in every town in the Federal District has increased significantly. The first baby boomer is on the horizon, and that is indeed one thing to be thankful for.

Although this increase in population is just a drop in the bucket for the federation, the Defias federation rules the territory of a kingdom, and the parliament tried its best to attract the population, even taking in some good pirates or robbers. The resources of the rout of troops that came, also included Tyrion's large-scale population plunder in Kul Tiras.

So many methods have been spent, but until today, the total population of the Federation has not exceeded 300,000 people, and it is mainly concentrated in a few specific areas. The land is so sparsely populated that it makes people desperate... In northern Xinjiang, even in a bustling town, the number of people far exceeds this number.

The situation in Black Iron District and Khaz Modan District is slightly better, but the social form of these two places is far inferior to that of Defias Federation. After all, in Tyrion's plan, the system of Defias Federation is what he wants. What needs to be seen is a system that can develop itself and be accepted by human beings.

"So, you offered to relocate some dwarves, as well as copper beard dwarves and black iron dwarves into the federal district?"

In the noisy midnight, in the mansion in the Garden District of Stormwind City, Tyrion looked at Van Cleef who was sitting opposite him. The speaker was no longer as youthful as he was a few years ago, and now his every move seemed very solemn, Full of self-confidence, that is the temperament of a big man, and in front of him is a plan.

Faced with Tyrion's doubts, Van Cleef took off his monocle, rubbed his forehead with thinning hair, nodded and said:

"Yes, Your Majesty Tyrion, this is a helpless move after countless discussions in the House of Lords. If the Federal District wants to develop, population is a necessary foundation, but even if we try our best to encourage births, the natural increase in population is still In the Federal District, we have initially proved that the system we insist on can survive, and now, the most important task before us is to ensure its rapid development."

"Dwarves and gnomes are long-lived species compared to humans. It will take a long time to break the barriers between races, and the combination of humans and the two races may not seem realistic at present, but I believe that one day, we will There will be races like half-dwarfs and half-dwarves in the federation, and they, born and raised in the federal district, will become our most staunch supporters, because they need a culture and civilization to flaunt themselves."

"Well, you are very thoughtful."

Tyrion put aside the plan in his hand, he thought for a moment, and reached out to hug his cat. Mr. Bigworth resisted a little when he first arrived in Stormwind City, but soon he was surrounded by undead maids. Under the continuous delivery of delicious food, the will was conquered.

It is now at least half fatter than before, but due to Mr. Bigworth's excellent bloodline, this obesity does not affect its health... Uh, this little tabby cat is a rare wizard cat, and it can use some Simple low-level magic, and can live for at least 300 years.

Tyrion stroked his sleepy cat and said softly:

"But I'm not optimistic about this immigration plan. Dwarves and gnomes are long-lived species, and their fertility rate is pitifully low. Even if they combine with humans, they can't change the laws of nature, but your consideration is also necessary... .Have you ever thought about rapidly increasing the population of the Federation through some not so "legitimate" ways?"

"Um?"

When Mr. Van Cleef heard this, he couldn't help rubbing the bridge of his nose. After a while, he nodded:

"Some congressmen, um, the more radical ones, have put forward the plan of "plundering the population" more than once. According to some sea merchants we hired from the Black Iron District, there are many islands in the chaotic South China Sea. The number of human compatriots who are bound by pirate rules is considerable. According to preliminary calculations by some experienced auditors, the number of human beings in the entire vast South China Sea is between 600,000 and 750,000, which is comparable to a small country. If you add other races that participate in piracy, this number is likely to exceed 1 million."

"But the proposal failed to pass in the House of Commons."

Van Cleef smiled embarrassingly: "This is the problem with the parliamentary system. There are some things you know are right and should be done, but you just can't do them..."

"So, my take is, you can do it another way."

Tyrion said slowly:

"Pirates are a bunch of scum, there is no doubt that they have no moral constraints, they can do any..."business" for money, even including looting their countrymen, human trafficking...listen to me, pirates It's a waste of time to kill everyone who stands up to them..."

"Snapped"

A black card was placed on the table and handed to Van Cleef:

"This is the VIP identity certificate of the Dark Blade Consortium in Booty Bay. If you have made a decision, you can send someone to contact them. I believe that those dirty pirates don't mind an extra bounty."

"We can open the ports of Stormwind and Westfall to them..."

Van Cleef narrowed his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in them: "We can even give them legal status, provided that they make due..."contributions" to the development of the Defias Federation."

"I didn't say anything, everything is up to you to decide."

Tyrion leaned on the chair, the tabby cat in his arms was already drowsy, and he seemed to have entered a state of light sleep with his owner. Mr. Speaker hesitated for more than ten minutes. Finally, he sighed and picked up the The black card, put on his top hat, put on a black coat with the help of the undead maid, and quietly left Midnight Garden.

After VanCleef left, Tyrion's eyes slowly opened, and he stared into the dim room. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"For the right thing, for the wrong thing...Van Cleef, I really saw you right."

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"Cheers to the hard-won victory!"

In the Holy Light Monastery outside the city of Lordaeron, on the night of the arrival of the new year, the Mograine family who ruled here held a small reception. Even though Grand Knight Alessandro Mograine scoffed at the so-called "Arathi Victory", this veteran nobleman also understood the truth of living in peace.

What's more, the people in his territory also need good news.

At the reception tonight, the big nobles were sitting on the second floor talking, while the little nobles were camping around in the generous hall. The believers of the Holy Light gathered together to appreciate some of the private collections of the Holy Light Church of the Great Knight, At the same time, they toasted frequently to pray for Archbishop Fao.

Since the spring of last year, His Majesty Faol's physical condition has been very pessimistic. People once pessimistically believed that the Archbishop was inspired by the Holy Light in the severe winter, but the sudden return of his apprentice, the great knight Turalyon, seems to be Give the archbishop a shot in the arm, especially the Holy Light scriptures about the naaru and Draenei sages that Turalyon brought back from the world of Draenor, and gave the old archbishop the hope to continue to live power.

On New Year's Eve, the archbishop met with the believers at the Alonsus Chapel in Stratholme with the support of other people. His health did not improve, but he did not deteriorate. This news really made many people rejoice. But it also disappointed others... After all, it is the Pope, a sacred position in the world of human belief, and there are almost countless people who have set their sights on that position.

"The naaru are a kind of holy existence, they were born from the purest holy light, that is an age that we can't imagine, and in the vast battlefield of the stars, the naaru have always been the supporters of the light side, fighting against the dark Facing the eternal struggle, the experience in Shattrath City is the most precious treasure in my life. Every time I enter meditation under the holy light of the naaru, it is a great comfort to my soul. "

The great knight Turalyon, who came today wearing a tuxedo, spread the greatness of the Holy Light among a group of believers. He told about his experience in the world of Draenor and the future he saw in the light displayed by the naaru , Those obscure and sacred scriptures fascinated the believers, and some even took out a pen and paper on the spot to record the teachings of the naaru.

The emergence of Draenei and Naaru is an opportunity for the Church of the Holy Light in Azeroth to improve itself. Archbishop Faol discussed the teachings of the Holy Light with Prophet Velen more than once, and those who traveled in the northern border Draenei priests and paladins also left many legends in this land.

Uh, some of them are more glamorous, such as the love story between a female Draenei knight and a human knight...Of course, 80% of them are fabricated, and the Draenei are out-and-out immortals Kind of, they are loved by the Holy Light, they can easily live to live 10,000 years old, this is doomed, no matter how attractive a human male is, it is only a flash in the pan for the good-looking and hot-figured hoof girls It's just scenery.

"The great knight..."

After the believers dispersed, Turalyon picked up a glass of wine tiredly, but at this moment, a magnetic voice sounded behind him, he turned around, and looked at the person he had never seen before. The human noble, the latter raised his wine glass to him, and then said in a mysterious language that was so weird that only two people could hear:

"Ε?μαιπερ?εργο?, ποιο?στοδι?ολοε?σαι? (I'm curious, who are you?)"

But the big knight didn't panic, he looked around and replied with a smile:

"Δενσε?χωδειγιαπολ?καιρ?, αδερφ?μου...Balnazzar!. (Long time no see, my brother...Balnazzar!)"

Greek is really very suitable as a magic language... especially when it is written...