Azeroth’s Death Track

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Varian did not forget his commitment to Arthas.

Two months after the battle of the quicksands, he secretly went to Kul Tiras. The rumor initiated by the Gilneas noble was not too wrong. Varian did talk to Drake privately. Hours, but things are far from that smooth.

In the younger generation, he and Drake are about the same age. They are 5 or 6 years older than Alsace, Jaina, Liam, and Garin. During the second Orc War, The relationship between Ryan and Drake is also very good under some of Dai Lin’s initiatives.

And Varian did not lie to Alsace in fact. During Kul Tiras, he did fight with Drake... but not simply because of the marriage between Alsace and Jaina, more It is probably a conflict between certain political considerations.

But this did not affect the relationship between the two people. This generation of rulers of the human empire all came to the New World from the ancestral land of the undead. The relationship between the kings is deep, and the friendship between each other is far from being far. Those nobles accustomed to conspiracies and tricks can imagine.

Not long after, the carriage carrying Alsace and Varian arrived at the embassy of Baicheng Port. This port city was not the new capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Alsace, like other kings, continued to use Northern Xinjiang The name of the capital city, New Lordaeron is located further west of the Thousand Needles, and is not far away from the new Gilneas City, and Gilneas and Lordaeron share the Thousand Needles and part of the Shining Plain. The line is more like separating the Thousand Needles from the center.

However, Baitacheng Port is indeed one of the fastest-growing big cities of the human empire except New Torrent. Thanks to the trade contract signed between the human empire and the hot sand consortium, the economic development of several sea-side ports is very good. This coastline was originally located at the beginning of the golden sea route in the South China Sea. In the years since the empire was rebuilt, these commercial ports have provided a huge economic supplement to the human empire, so that the reconstruction of civilization that is difficult at the beginning can proceed smoothly.

"Uh"

As Arthas and Varian walked into the embassy, ​​the paladins guarding the gate of the embassy pulled out their weapons in tribute to pay tribute to the two kings, and behind the paladin, they wore blue and white robe dresses Jaina was already waiting. When she saw Varian, who had not seen it for several years, reappear, Jaina's nose was sore, and she remembered the days when several people met in Dalaran.

Women, no matter how powerful, are always sentimental.

The red-eyed Jaina hurried forward, and instead of welcoming her companions in accordance with the courtesy of the nobles, she reached out and hugged Varian like Alsace.

"Long time no see, Varian, you can come back, it's really nice..."

Varian also felt some emotion. He reached out and patted Jaina's back to calm the girl.

"Don't be childish, Anna, who is going to get married soon, and I look forward to you giving Anduin a younger brother or sister earlier."

In this sentence, Jaina's face was flushed, and Arthas didn't have that kind of smart and strong temperament. He held Gianna's hand and smirked. Varian shook his head. He looked at the couple in front of him, Alsa. The love between Si and Jaina was also not easy. As early as in Northern Xinjiang, the two were secretly sullen, but unfortunately because of the political reasons of the two countries, their relationship has not been recognized by the elders.

In the new continent, national hatred and family hatred gathered together, and it was not a time when the two could fall in love in a fair and decent way. They experienced too much between them... Fortunately, now, lovers are finally dependents.

The envoys of the Storm Kingdom that followed Varian rested in the apartment next to the embassy, ​​while the two kings, together with their wives, enjoyed a "home feast" in the embassy's restaurant. On private occasions, I certainly wouldn't talk about major national events. The question once asked by Alsace was asked by Jaina again.

The Archmage stroked a long white hair mixed with her golden hair. She blinked and looked at Varian who was drinking with Alsace. She asked:

"Varian, how did you convince my brother? When I received his letter from Dalaran, I thought I was dreaming...you know, my brother has become King Kul Tiras , His style of doing things is more and more like my father...he shouldn’t be so good at talking?"

"Yes, Varian, don't stop me by saying that you beat him up."

Arthas also put down the glass in his hand, and he looked at Varian seriously:

"If it is really because of us that you have given up something very important, both of us will be uneasy."

"No."

Varian waved his hand, and he took the glass and handed it to Valilla, who later obediently poured a glass of rum with ice for his husband. Varian sipped the cold and refreshing liquor Then, he was relieved and said the confrontation between him and Drake.

"Actually, it's no big deal."

Varian narrowed his eyes and smiled and said to the two people in front of him who he regarded as brother and sister:

"Drake asked me to give him a chance..."

"what chance?"

Jaina asked subconsciously, and Arthas slammed his eyes sharply. He said silently:

"Warrior?"

"Yes! Warrior."

Varian moved his neck and said softly: "Drake is aspiring to the emperor's position, so the attribution of the war destroyer is very important to him. He asked me to give him a chance to tame the war destroyer. I will give Got him."

Speaking of which, Varian laughed, drained the wine in his hand, wiped his mouth, and blinked at the worried Alsace:

"Of course, he failed, and the War Destroyer did not respond to his challenge. When the sword fell into his hands, the awakened blade changed back to the gray as before. Obviously, he Not enough to impress this sword."

"Then he felt that taming the War Destroyer needed to win the current owner of the legendary sword, so he challenged me..."

Varian shrugged:

"Then I beat him up and took back the Warrior."

"It's that simple?"

Arthas and Jaina glanced at each other, and when the Archmage thought about how his majestic brother had been beaten with teeth by Varian in recent years, she couldn't help smiling, and she quickly stopped. Smiling, he looked at Varian again:

"Based on my knowledge of my brother, shouldn't he be so easy to relax?"

Varian ate a fork with an extremely perfect roasted venison. His eating attitude was like a gladiator, not like a king at all. He chewed venison while drinking another glass of wine. Then he said slowly:

"Yes, Drake is very hard to deal with. This guy is really very stubborn. Under desperation, I took him to meet another person..."

Talking, Varian's eyes fell on Jaina, and he whispered:

"Your father, my uncle...Dai Lin."

"what?!"

Jaina stood up subconsciously, her eyes shining with fear, until Arthas took her in the chair, Varian continued to say:

"Of course not Dai Lin's body, but an illusion of him, right in the emerald shrine of Drustvar. Of course, I am not united with the Dark Blade. This should be clear to Arthas. Tyrann and I have always been There is a book to be calculated, but I think that Drake’s desire for the position of emperor should not be a stumbling block to hinder Jaina’s marriage, so with the help of the Patriarch Patriarch, we are in the form of dreams in the emerald I met Uncle Dailin in the dream."

"Then my father...he...what did he say?"

Jaina’s worried hands were staggered on her chest, and Arthas couldn’t help but listen to each other. After all, although the two parties were incompatible, from a legal point of view, Dailin was his elder and father-in-law after all, he and Jaina The marriage, if Dai Lin does not agree, it is easy to cause the opposition between the Menethil family and the Proudmoore family.

People in this era still have great respect for their ancestors.

"I don't know... Drake talked to him."

Varian shook his head:

"After Drake came back, he agreed to your marriage with Arthas. His face was very ugly. He also asked me to fight for the emperor. .I agreed."

"Varian!"

Arthas gritted his teeth and said:

"This kind of condition! How can you promise! In front of the Pope, as long as you bring out the awakened War Destroyer, I believe that most nobles of the empire will be on your side! You are at your fingertips as the emperor!"

"Do I need it?"

Varian asked back, and while eating the cut fruit, he asked without raising his head:

"Do I really need War Destroyer to prove myself? Arthas, you know, I am not in the position of Emperor. That's why I never go to see the Pope... I didn't plan to use the Destruction The warriors came to prove my "orthodoxy". To be honest, I am not too rare for the position of the emperor. As for the nobles? Forget it...they will soon be not my friends."

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Varian's words, Arthas's heart tightened suddenly. With his knowledge of Varian, the brother must have done something surprising.

"It's simple."

Varian raised his head, took the napkin that Valilla handed over, wiped her mouth, and then took the cigar from the waiter. Between the smoke, Varian narrowed her eyes like a dream. Said:

"I'm going to initiate a reform in the Kingdom of Stormwind. My brother, just like the Federation did on their land, but I won't copy the laws of the Federation. That stuff doesn't fit the state of the Empire, but the Empire... Open your eyes and see, Arthas, the environment of the empire is just like a backwater. We were forced out of our ancestral land and fled into this land in embarrassment, but the disaster did not teach us too much... In other words, we have learned too little from that disaster."

"It seems to me that the empire has stood on the edge of a cliff, and reform, although it will dissatisfy the nobles with vested interests, but without reform, the empire will never be able to break free from this pool of stagnant water...I will follow my will Reshape the Kingdom of Stormwind. After I succeed, you will see a new country that rises from the disaster. At that time, no war destroyer is needed, and the people will naturally lift me to that position."

There was a cold flash in Varian's eyes:

"Conversely...If I fail, even with the support of the War Destroyer, I will not sit in that position, because it turns out that I have no ability to rescue the empire at all, Alsace, watching my reform, Step by step, learn from my victory or defeat. If I fall, the next... it’s up to you!"

Talking, Varian reached out and patted the thoughtful Arthas on the shoulder. He said softly:

"The backward system restricts your abilities and ideas. I have heard about the contradiction between you and the noble class of Lordaeron. No one will betray their own class, so this conflict will inevitably occur. No It's just that you, Galin, Liam, and even Drake, are facing this kind of conflict and challenge. This is the war of the new era and the old era...it never stops."

"But...but if we did this, wouldn't we betray our blood and origin, and our class?"

Jaina looked at Varian somewhat blankly. The latter turned to look at his little sister. He smiled:

"Where does the real power of the king come from? Is it the noble blood flowing in our blood? Or is it what we say and do? None! Look down, my brother and sister, the ignorant people at your feet, It’s the king’s real power... The trajectory of the Federation has proved that the existence of nobles is optional, and we are far less important than we thought..."

"Speaking of it, have you chosen the location of your honeymoon trip?"

Varian wiped his cigar in a crystal-finished ashtray. He looked at the newlyweds in front of him.

"Go to the Federation..."

"Don't be disturbed by other people, and don't be disturbed by me. You have enough wisdom, so use your eyes to judge what kind of path you will take in the future."

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"Um... I heard that your little girl Jaina is getting married?"

In the advancing base built by the fighters of the Darkblade Hellfire Corps in the wilderness of the Dead Realm, Tyrion sat in a chair, Dai Lin sat opposite him, and a plate filled with chess pieces was placed between the two. Of chess, when Tyrion picked up a knight chess, he suddenly asked:

"Do I need a gift?"

Dai Lin’s breath, which restored the body of the living in the dead world, suddenly rushed at this moment, but soon returned to normal, he picked up the bottle full of rum next to it, and drank it freely. After sipping, his pair of restored blue eyes stared at Tyrion. He picked up a black chess piece and played it in his hand.

"Let me confirm first, will your gift explode?"

"of course not!"

Tyrion laughed aloud:

"You are my good comrade-in-arms, Jaina is equivalent to my juniors, how could I do such a thing... is a real gift that will make her stronger in the future and go further , Of course, it’s not that easy to get it..."

"Then give it away!"

Dai Lin put the chess pieces on the board, he said calmly:

"My daughter, a descendant of the Proudmoore family, how can you be afraid of the wind and rain?"

"Also...7th time...General!"

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