Chapter 883 2. The Founding Ceremony of the Silver Dawn (Part 2)
On the road from Ironforge to the northern border, a low-key black carriage is slowly moving forward. This carriage is guarded by more than 30 strong knights. Plate armor, carrying a heavy shotgun full of bullets, in the horse pocket of the armored horse, there are also light machine guns that can be fired repeatedly and a black halberd for charging, and the belt is full of black high-powered grenades. There are also rapid-fire army pistols for close combat.
And the most exaggerated thing is that on the top of the carriage, there is also a heavy rapid-fire heavy machine gun. The scalp-numbing pointed bullet chain has been loaded, and the operator only needs to pull the trigger lightly, even if standing in front of him. Holding a sub-dragon, it will also be torn into pieces of flesh and blood under the bombardment of the metal storm.
These knights can be said to be armed to the teeth, and the most important thing is that these knights armed with hot weapons still have the unique spirit of classical knights, which is not comparable to the new soldiers of the Federation who have not been tempered by the flames of war. Yes, and on the plate armor on their chests, there is a special long sword emblem, which is the symbol of the Federation's big boss organization "Veterans Union".
Hearing this name, many people who don't know the federation will think that this is just a mutual aid organization similar to a trade union, but it is not!
The Federation of Veterans is currently the financial backer of five large commercial groups in the Federal District. With the economic development of the Federation, the Federation of Veterans has become an important consortium in this system, and this organization has absorbed many former imperial soldiers. The unity and inheritance unmatched by other consortiums, its internal system is just like the former imperial army, with strict hierarchy, and it has also established a board of directors responsible for handling economic affairs, modeled on the federal parliamentary system.
What's more terrible is that the mode of this consortium's business activities is the same as that of a real war. It is domineering and fierce. It has an aura that other consortiums do not have. Moreover, they also have strong political connections. They are currently in the 13 Among the congressmen, 4 are related to the Veterans Union, and in the increasingly large Federal House of Commons, members of the Veterans Union also occupy many parliamentary positions.
In general, this consortium with a frustrating name is developing towards a giant hidden under the surface economic order of the Federation. This time, seven directors of the Veterans Federation personally selected 30 members from the entire organization. The best guy, gave them the best weapons and all the support, the only request these former military tycoons and now business tycoons is...
These knights who have signed the contract of life and death must help the little prince Anduin Wrynn, who is about to join the Scarlet Crusade, to become the head of state of the Silver Dawn Order that is about to be established!
Yes...the attention of the Federation of Veterans has been diverted to the country that has not yet been established, and these veterans have made their own plans to make the empire that has become an enemy country, the enemy of liberty and dignity of the people, and it Go to hell with the nobles, the future Silver Dawn Order must be in the hands of their "own people".
And the representative they launched is Anduin!
Interpreted into a description more familiar to observers, that is, the veterans' union, which is ambitious, has people and money, is tired of the small business in the mall, and they want to make a fortune similar to a certain businessman named Lu Buwei. It's such a big deal.
"Sarantia, tell me, what if they don't accept me and you?"
In this closely guarded carriage, Anduin looked at the high elf girl leaning against him with some anxiety. Sarantia was supposed to stay in the Dark Temple, but after Anduin left At that time, the little girl who had always been afraid of Alleria ran to see the Blood Mistress. After the mother and daughter chatted for nearly an hour, the Blood Mistress agreed to her idea of leaving with Anduin.
And the next day, the happy Queen Tiffany gave Sarantia her most cherished jewellery, the crystal rosary given to her by the prophet Velen. The silly girl didn't know the meaning of this move until Dornan who came to see her off called her Anduin's "little queen", which made Sarantia blush.
Of course, no one knows how the relationship between the two children will develop in the future, but at least for now, Sarantia is the only person around Anduin who can discuss things.
This was destined to belong to Anduin's personal legend. He didn't want to lose, but the problem was that the little prince didn't know what to do, let alone how to start.
"Will not!"
Facing Anduin's worries, Sarantia picked up a small black box from her side, and she put it in Anduin's hands. There was a hint of cunning in the child's beautiful green eyes, and she whispered explain:
"As long as those big knights are sensible...they won't refuse you to join."
"We've brought them a 'gift' they can't refuse!"
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On the other side, in Old Fording's office, two great knights were arguing about Anduin's joining the Scarlet Crusade.
"An artifact left by Tyr is not enough for us to take risks! Fording, you are dazzled by this artifact! You didn't see the hidden danger behind this incident!"
The great knight Mograine talked about his thoughts while smoking a cigar:
"I know what the Pope meant. That restless dwarf Brian did describe the relationship between Tyr, the God of Justice, and the inheritance of the Holy Light of mankind in the "Report on the Origin of Civilization of Azeroth" published last year. I also know , once the artifact left by Tyr falls into our hands, how much glory will be added to the righteous faith of the Holy Light, which is currently threatened by the moon god and druid beliefs, but the problem is... Anduin was raised by Tyrion Yes! Do you understand how dangerous this is?"
The great knight knocked on the table and said:
"Even if you and I stand for Anduin, even if you and I are willing to admit that he is a paladin approved by the Holy Light, but other people don't think so! Especially those young people who have been overwhelmed by the purification will, God knows What will they do to this sensitive child!"
"Fordin, Anduin has another identity besides a paladin! He is the son of Varian, and Varian is the king of the Kingdom of Stormwind. Judging from what we have learned so far, although Varian Ann is resisted by the nobles, but the people are on his side, as long as Varian is willing, he will hold the Warbreaker in his hand and call out...he will be the next Lothar!"
"The future emperor's only son has an accident in our country..."
When Mograine thought of that possibility, the great knight couldn't help trembling:
"At that time, the Silver Dawn Church Congress will be regarded as an enemy by the empire immediately. Those of us who have given everything for the empire will become the sinners of the empire in an instant. It’s all over! You and I are old, we don’t care anymore, but those soldiers who followed us, your sons, my sons and daughters, have you thought about their ending?”
"What you said makes sense."
Old Fording was not angry because of Mograine's agitation. On the contrary, the great knight was holding the letter in his hand. He leaned on his rotatable chair, closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said :
"But have you ever considered a question, Alessandro... According to outside rumors, Tyrion raised Anduin as his own son. Many people in the Federation have seen Anduin appear in the Tyrion's side, playing with Tyrion's adopted daughters, and Queen Tiffany, if this rumor is true, no! It's true, I can feel it, it's true."
"Do you think, with a person like Tyrion, he would let his child come to such a dangerous place to "send his death"?"
"Also, Varian must have gotten this news earlier than us. There is a lot of information that proves that Varian has deep connections with some groups in the Federation, but Varian did not express any opinion on this news. ..You see, even Arthas, who trusts us the most, has sent envoys, but Varian has not, he seems to have great confidence in our nation-building."
"Also, the fact that His Majesty the Pope can write this letter to the two of us means that the Pope must have considered this matter, and certain factors have prompted him to give Anduin some confidence... What's more, If the description of the artifact in this letter is correct, it means that we finally have a weapon that can truly restrain evil...or, two...but it's hard to say."
Old Fording put the letter on the table, he raised his head and looked at Mograine:
"The last point, you are also worried that the radical beliefs inside the Crusaders will eventually destroy us, which is dangerous. That kind of thinking of purifying everything reminds me of those cultists who were wiped out by us, and I have been Find a way to curb that belief, and now, in this kid Anduin, I see the breaking point!"
"The relationship between you, me and Abbendis is doomed that the two of us cannot directly stop that stubborn old man from spreading that dangerous speech. Although we can't stop it, it doesn't mean we have to sit back and watch him continue like this... Abbendis is smart enough to use his own daughter, the gifted paladin Bridget, as the mastermind of that dangerous thought, and he's found himself a representative! If he can do that, why can't we?"
At this moment, Old Fording, an upright paladin, was like a cunning fox. He narrowed his eyes and whispered:
"Don't you have confidence in Anduin?"
"It's not that I don't have confidence."
Mograine put the cigar in the ashtray and let it continue to burn. He stroked the stubble on his chin and said softly:
"I still think it's a bit risky. Facing the challenges of young people, can that kid persevere? And, if there is Tyrion leading this matter, how should we deal with him? You and I, we know the dead man best." The terror of the Spirit King...every time I think of us confronting such an opponent, I feel...despair."
"Hehe, I don't think so."
Old Fording took a deep breath:
"If Tyrion wants to destroy us, he just needs to move his fingers, but he didn't do that, but let us exist here for so many years, which means he has another... "Expectation ", and if Anduin was really cultivated by Tyrion, then I believe that this child will definitely give us a "surprise".
"We are about to establish a country, Alessandro. Although this is due to helplessness, in the future, we can no longer judge politics simply by the thoughts of soldiers. We must also learn to play our own role in the central government of the Federation and the Empire." ..."
Old Fording hesitated, but in the end, he still said that sentence:
"We need to understand the Federation better than the rest of the empire. Sometimes, I can't help but think, maybe... maybe the Federation is better than the Empire? Put aside the hatred between us and the undead, and look at it with a neutral eye ...Perhaps, in this ideological confrontation, the Empire is actually at an absolute disadvantage?"
"Alessandro, we are all mortals, and we cannot control our destiny... So, simply, let him go!"
These words made Grand Knight Mograine frown, and he asked back with a hint of anger:
"Then what if the cruel fate finally wants to tear you apart? Fording! What if he is destined to kill your relatives and destroy everything you guard? Just kill him like this?"
"No! I'll do whatever it takes to smash it!"
Fording said softly:
"But what if this fate is not completely opposed to those we guard? What if this fate and our defenses lead by different paths? If both of us are on the side of the righteous, Alessandro, if Hatred has become the only driving force for you to move forward...will you let hatred push you and the fighters behind you into the abyss?"
Old Fording stood up, and he put the letter into his drawer. At this moment, he was like a late old man, and he said to Mograine:
"I won't!"
"I'll go to Tyrion and fight to the death, but I won't take anyone with me..."
"The hatred that belongs to our time, let it end in our hands, let it lie with us in the grave... Children, the next generation, the next generation, they are all innocent!"
The atmosphere in the office fell silent at this moment. After a few minutes, Grand Knight Mograine picked up the cigar that was about to be extinguished again. Suddenly, a low and tired voice sounded in the smoke:
"Okay... I agree!"
"Let the kid come, but if he really wants to be the Crusader King..."
"Then he has to show us old guys what he really is capable of!"