Chapter 686 6. Determination

The king's honor ceremony was known to the nobles of the kingdom a few days ago, but the nobles didn't care about the king's actions.

Because King Varian Wrynn is a special existence.

Although he had ruled the old Stormwind Kingdom a few years ago, the king chose to go into self-imposed exile after the kingdom moved north. Chaldea and the Duke of Aebrock are jointly in power, and the Duke of Aeblock is the representative of the aristocratic class.

The Countess of Prestor seldom intervenes in the affairs of the kingdom, and the archbishop only participates in the affairs of the kingdom's beliefs, and occasionally puts forward some suggestions for governing the country.

Therefore, in those few years, almost the entire kingdom fell into the hands of the nobles. Although the nobles of the kingdom gradually withered after the ups and downs of the great era, after the waves washed away the sand, the remaining nobles gained more than before. With a significant status, the entire kingdom was almost completely divided by the remaining nobles.

During that period of time, the Kingdom of Stormwind almost evolved into a weird national regime. The nobles held all the power and fought with each other endlessly, but in the face of external forces, they would unite again. Therefore, King Varian After the reunification, even though the Kingdom of Stormwind was under the management of the king in name, the nobles really looked down on the king who had given up his mission and responsibility in his heart.

The commoners of the entire kingdom have almost forgotten Varian's name... only the nobles, but not the king. Although it is a bit exaggerated, this is the current situation in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

The king has become a representative of monarchy, but it is only a representative.

From the previous three rejections of King Varian's proposal for industrial development, it can be seen that although the nobles of the kingdom did not join forces with great fanfare, they have reached a consensus internally and began to target the returning king. After all, A group of rulers don't want to have an extra "overlord" on top of their heads.

And in the face of this situation, what can Varian do?

Even with the support of the Seventh Legion, what can Varian do? Could he still rush into the homes of the nobles with his army and kill every nobleman? If he really dares to do this, the nobles of the entire human empire will jump out to resist him... This is a bottom line that no one dares to touch, and this is also the confidence of the nobles.

When playing Game of Thrones on the poker table, Varian Wrynn has almost no chance of winning. The cards in his hand are too few.

Therefore, the nobles are confident, they don't care about Varian's actions at all, they even have a feeling of drinking tea and watching a theater... just let him play, wait until the rude gladiators have had enough and realize the cruelty of reality , he will know how to choose...

But the aristocrats who are sure to win are not aware that in the palace of New Stormwind at this time, King Varian is delivering a shocking speech in front of the soldiers who support him. If they know, I'm afraid they won't be able to drink tea and watch the theater so comfortably.

"My pioneering knights."

Varian's voice echoed in the enclosed palace, his deep voice was like thunder after a spring rain.

"The Wrynn family has ruled the Stormwind Kingdom for hundreds of years. During this period, the Stormwind Kingdom has encountered countless threats, including gnolls, trolls, orcs, and undead. Persisted, until now... The Kingdom of Stormwind is still standing here, even in the face of the destruction army rushing out of hell on the vast yellow sand, we have won the victory with the weapons in our hands!"

Varian stopped. He raised his hand and put it on his chest. Under a standard military salute, he said in a deep voice:

"Once again, let us pay tribute to the heroes who protect the kingdom and protect the people!"

"Salute to you!"

"wow"

Representatives of hundreds of soldiers in the palace, soldiers from the Seventh Legion put their fists on their chests in unison and shouted loudly:

"Long live the king!"

The sound was really like thunder, echoing endlessly in the palace, and under the watchful eyes of the soldiers, Varian raised his left hand clenched into a fist:

"However, soldiers, a new threat has emerged, and it does not come from outside, but from within the kingdom... Some people are high above, they have forgotten the glory and loyalty their ancestors earned for the kingdom, they To think that their superior status comes from the blood that runs in their veins, and to be proud of it."

"Our people suffered disasters and came to the New World for a better life and to accumulate strength so that one day they can return to our ancestral land, the land that gave birth to us and cultivated us. However, some people still cannot let go of their work. The idea of ​​domineering, they call themselves "noble shepherds", riding on the heads of the common people, whipping the flock with long whips in their hands..."

Varian's speech made Marshal Halford who was standing on his left narrowed his eyes. The marshal realized what the king was talking about. He was not stupid. Although Halford was born in the noble class, his family had long since fallen Yes, and the marshal is very disgusted with the current political struggles within the kingdom, which is why he has led troops to expeditions many times, so he doesn't want to involve himself in the world of conspiracy for power and profit.

But now, the king he was loyal to, the hero who saved countless lives on the battlefield, seemed to be the same as he thought, which made Marshal Halfer a surge of courage in his heart.

On the other side, Archbishop Chaldea kept fiddled with the rosary in his hand. He could also guess what Varian was going to do, but he didn't object to this kind of behavior, no matter because of his status as the main protagonist, or Because of his hidden identity, he is very eager for a change... Only when the water is muddy can fish be fished out better.

The king's speech also caused a slight commotion among the soldiers in the palace. The soldiers didn't know much. Those who can come out to serve as soldiers in this era are naturally not from rich families, and the few young people of noble origin , and couldn't help listening to the king's speech carefully, and they also saw King Varian's thoughts from it.

"Those people yearn for more wealth and power. They regard the laws that protect the people as a piece of paper, and the people's lives as a waste of time. But soldiers! My soldiers, soldiers who swore to shout the kingdom People, tell me, are we fighting to the death on the front lines just to let our people live in such a world?"

Varian swiped his fingers down fiercely, and his voice became sharper:

"I returned to my home from self-imposed exile, I was looking forward to seeing people live happily, but unfortunately, I didn't see it, I only saw a more chaotic kingdom, I only saw a hopeless society, I saw When I went to the displaced people, I saw the farmers who were heavily in debt, and I saw the poor people who worked all day long but had no food to eat..."

"I also saw the rich and powerful families in every town, I saw the wine in the courtyard, the beauty was in the arms, I saw the extravagance, and I saw the people who we swore to protect. Palaces... However, among the brothers and warriors standing beside me in the flying yellow sand, none of them came from these palaces..."

"Giving everything and not getting rich, talking and talking but enjoying rights, this is not the kingdom I want, this is not the home I want!"

"You! Tell me, soldiers! Do you want such a home?"

The soldier pointed out by Varian swallowed his saliva. This soldier from a remote town was a young farmer more than half a year ago. He didn't even know 100 words, but he felt that what the king said seemed familiar. , He seemed to have lived such a life before, he looked around, and the brothers around him were silent.

So he boldly said:

"Uh...I don't want to! Your Majesty, when I joined the army, I only thought that I could get some more land after a big victory, so that my family could live better. Master Drew said that if I can come back alive, I will be exempted." My family's tax for half a year..."

"Yea, very good."

Varian smiled at the soldier, who asked another question:

"Then, did that master Drew tell you, who did the taxes he collected go to?"

"To you, of course, to the great king."

The soldier replied subconsciously, and Varian spread his hands:

"Here's the problem, soldiers, I don't get your taxes at all... I'm not even back here when they collect them, and you see, they collect them in my name, and I I don’t know at all...so when the civilians scolded me for being greedy, I also felt wronged.”

The king's self-deprecating words immediately caused laughter from the soldiers. After they finished laughing, Varian looked at them calmly and asked again:

"So, soldiers, do you think this is normal?"

No one answered, but everyone had an answer in their hearts. They raised their heads and looked at their majesty. These soldiers didn't have any reason, but at this time, compared to those proud nobles, they felt that the front of their eyes This king who was despised as a "rude gladiator" made them feel closer.

Maybe the king is really the same kind of person as them, and he really stands with them.

"Those people always say blood makes them noble...not so, soldiers!"

Varian said in a deep voice:

"2800 years ago, Emperor Thoradin unified human civilization and led our ancestors to defeat the mighty troll empire. Since then, because of Emperor Thoradin's achievements, his bloodline has become noble."

"Emperor Lothar, who rebuilt the empire, my adoptive father, evacuated in order to protect the people in the Battle of Northern Border, and brought the last warriors to die on that land. What he did made the blood of Emperor Thoradin change again. Glory!"

"soldiers!"

Varian raised his hand and yelled:

"People are not noble because of their blood... blood is only noble because of people! You will be curious about what I want, what kind of world I want to build, let me tell you!"

"In the future I want, people will not be classified according to blood, and people will only occupy high positions or be unknown because of what they do!"

"In the future I want, my son will be the same as your children, regardless of high or low. Children can play together freely, and we will fight bravely to protect them!"

"In the future I want, there will be no category of people who will be called "nobility"!"

Varian's words made Marshal Halfer clenched the ceremonial sword in his hand, and opened the eyes of the Chaldean archbishop. The soldiers below looked at their king dully.

"In that new future, only one type of people will become "nobles", that is, heroes who have given everything for the Kingdom of Stormwind and our people, and become great people. Only they are worthy of being worshiped by the entire kingdom and all people !"

"Let the distinction of bloodline and distinction be to hell! Wrynn's glory belonged to Wrynn in the past... and Varian's future belongs to Varian only!"

The king clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the ceremony platform in front of him. Amidst the loud noise, the king's voice became louder and louder:

"I want to build such a new country! I want to break this dark and lightless world..."

"Who wants to come with me!"

Varian's voice echoed in the palace, and for a while, everyone was silent until a moment later, Field Marshal Halfo who was guarding the king, like Varian, slowly raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist. The Archbishop of Chaldea also made this move.

"swish"

The soldier who was asked the question by Varian was the first to raise his fist. To be honest, he didn’t understand what the king was going to do, but what His Majesty Varian said was very appetizing to him. Just look at those aristocratic gentlemen who are putting on airs. Now, His Majesty the King is going to take the lead in rebelling against them. What else does he have to be afraid of?

"Swish Swish Swish Swish"

For a moment, the entire palace was full of soldiers with clenched fists, and the fists raised high in the air were like spears piercing the sky one by one.

"Very well, my knights!"

Varian looked around, and he nodded slightly:

"Now, we're a team."

"But, don't worry... Great things need enough time to plan, but I assure you, everything I promised will come soon!"

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