The city square of Baita City Port, this not grand place, has held many important ceremonies, because it is located in front of the Cathedral of Light, and the priests of the cathedral hold large sermons here every week
activities, so this square can be regarded as a holy place in the hearts of believers.
Today, the square was rearranged by the church priests for the coronation ceremony of Emperor Varian Wrynn.
Of course, since this ceremony lacks the help of nobles who understand ancient etiquette, the decoration of this coronation ceremony is much inferior to Lothar's coronation ceremony in Stromgarde more than ten years ago. Not only does it appear very simple,
And it does not highlight the majesty of imperial power.
But that's not the most important thing!
What is really important in a ceremony is the participants. All the arrangements and embellishments are to bring out the temperament and demeanor of the participants. If the protagonist participating in the ceremony is grand enough and majestic enough, then even if the ceremony is held in the wilderness,
The coronation scene will be like the grandest celebration.
Taking a step back, 2800 years ago, the coronation ceremony of Emperor Thoradin, who unified many tribes and established the human empire, would definitely not be more gorgeous than the ceremony today, but so what?
A simple venue, rude people, a newly enlightened civilization, no complex and cumbersome rituals, and no traditions representing noble blood, but this still does not change the irreplaceable importance of Emperor Thoradin in human civilization.
The emperor's throne will not bring glory to the emperor.
The existence of the emperor gave the throne its true meaning.
Those who do not understand this will never be able to sit on that throne, nor are they worthy of it.
"Buzz"
The light of the portal lit up in the hall of the Cathedral of Light. The two archmages from Dalaran, Vargas and Runinwevor, maintained the operation of the portal with some difficulty.
On the other side, there are Archmage Ronin and Arch Warlock Kel'Thuzad, the four top spellcasters in Azeroth. It seems so difficult to open a portal. This shows that there must be some other forces interfering with this.
The opening of the portal.
The nobles' counterattack is all-round. If they can disrupt the opening of the portal and directly throw Varian Wrynn into the chaotic space storm and tear him into pieces, then why do they have to fight with real swords and guns?
Woolen cloth?
But obviously, the war shamans of the Horrible Totem and the dark warlocks of the Burning Blade clan, whom the nobles spent a lot of money to find, combined together could not interfere with the magic operation of the archmages, and this stupid obstruction also exposed those who cast spells.
At the position of the visitor, at the edge of the cathedral, the frost-faced Archmage Modera stretched out her hand to straighten her beautiful long skirt. The old woman waved her finger, and at her signal, several elegant men
The fierce battle mage immediately turned around and left.
Those bastards who dare to challenge the majesty of Dalaran will soon be annihilated by the swarming battle mages of New Dalaran. If they dare to participate in such a thing, it is almost equivalent to a slap in the face of the empire.
, no bloody person will endure it.
"Shua"
Varian Wrynn, who was wearing the emperor's robes and holding a scepter, was the first to walk out of the portal. The soon-to-be-crowned emperor was naturally very aware of the dirty things behind this journey, but he ignored it and continued.
He joked to Archbishop Chaldea who greeted them in the church.
"Ah, this is probably the worst teleportation experience I have ever experienced, but it is not as good as the experience of using the teleportation stone in the arena."
"This joke is not funny, my lord."
The Archbishop of Chaldea is also dressed up today. The white robe he wears is very similar to the Holy Spirit robe of Pope Alonsos Faol. The white robe is dotted with the emblems and runes of the Holy Light, and on the shoulders
There are two golden rune belts hanging down, and there is a priest's crown embellished with gems on the top of his head, which looks very solemn and majestic.
He used his hands to help Varian adjust his clothes. The archbishop looked a little nervous and said:
"The Guardian Knight has just reported that there may be some malicious people hidden among the people who came to watch the ceremony. Bishop Constantine is leading the ascetic monks to investigate, but if you can, I hope you cancel or postpone it.
The parade around the city after the ceremony is no joke, Varian, they may not be able to kill you, but they will undoubtedly make you look embarrassed. This is the dirty trick of those nobles, they are trying to humiliate you."
"No! Chaldea."
Varian looked back at his wife and son holding the Emperor's Sword, as well as the Black Dragon Countess Onyxia who was guarding them, as well as the Prime Minister of the Parliament of Storms, Duke Aberlock, and the MPs who came to watch the ceremony.
and the officials, and finally Gelbin Mekkatorque, who was riding on a weird mechanical bird, wearing a custom-made dress and vest, and a black top hat, he nodded at them
Nodded, and then said to Chaldea:
"Those nobles are provoking. If I cancel the ceremony, it means they know that I am afraid of them!"
"And I'm not afraid of them. They should be afraid of me. Let's carry on as usual!"
Varian waved his finger and said calmly to Chaldea:
"Right here! Right in this city! I will tell them with actions. If they were only afraid of me and Blood King Varian before, then from today on, they should be afraid!"
"Oh, it's really just like your style."
The archbishop breathed a sigh of relief. He sided to make way for Varian, then reached out to take the temple and cane handed over by the priests. He bowed slightly and said to Varian:
"Then it will be as you wish, Your Majesty the Emperor!"
In front of Varian, the exit of the Cathedral of Light is like a door shining with sunshine and white light. It is the last ladder. As long as he steps there, he will appear to his people as the emperor of the empire.
In front of us, from now on, Varian Wrynn will embark on a path completely different from his original destiny.
It was as if two parallel lines opened before his eyes, one leading to the emperor's throne decorated with endless majesty, and the other leading to the doomsday battlefield of endless bloody battles.
this is his destiny
Varian held the scepter and took a deep breath. At the same time as the grand music sounded and the whole square was completely silent, he straightened his body and reached out to hold Queen Valeera's belt.
With his hands covered with white lace gauze, he said:
"Then come on!"
As the solemn music resounded throughout the entire Baita City Port, the bustling crowds in the square gradually became quieter. The high places around the square and every window in the attic were crowded with people who came to watch the ceremony.
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Most of them are believers, and there are also some supporters from the Kingdom of Stormwind. They firmly believe that if their king can change the Kingdom of Stormwind, then he can definitely change the empire.
On the viewing platform at the ceremony venue, representatives from various forces who came to watch the ceremony were also whispering to each other.
"This will be a new chapter for the Empire of Man, there is no doubt about it."
Sitting on the second step, Feather Moon General Shantis took off her battle armor in a rare move today and changed into a night elf-style dress. She held a little girl of several years old in her arms, and beside her,
Then sat Jarod Shadowsong in a formal dress, holding a boy in his arms. After hearing Shandris's words, Jarod moved his slightly sore arms and said softly:
"My understanding of humans is not as deep as yours, Shandris, but look at these people. Their eyes are full of hope for the future. This shows that Mr. Varian, who is about to become the emperor, is a person who can bring hope.
A king must be a good ruler."
"He is."
Shandis glanced at Jarod, looked around, and then quietly rested her head on Jarod's shoulder. Jarod's body seemed a little stiff at this moment, but he quickly relaxed.
When they came down, they looked like a young couple showing off their affection in public. Shandis's cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered:
"Varian is a human monarch that even his mother thinks is excellent. You should know how high your mother's vision is."
"oh?"
Jarod suddenly became interested. He looked at the exit of the church in front of him and said:
"That's really surprising. But, Shandris, when did the dwarves have so many branches? I thought they only had three clans: Bronzebeard, Wildhammer and Dark Iron."
On the steps in front of Jarod, the Six Hammers Council of the Dwarves sent representatives from all clans for this grand ceremony, led by the Dwarf Queen Moira Bronzebeard, to watch the ceremony.
Representatives of the earth spirits, frost dwarves and iron dwarves who have been living in isolation in Northrend have never seen so many lives gathered here, and their understanding of Azeroth's civilization is not deep.
, so these new members of world civilization seemed very surprised. They kept looking left and right, and from time to time shouted something that no one could understand. This posture was very inconsistent with the solemn demeanor of the representatives of other forces on the viewing platform.
The dwarf queen Moira also had a look of embarrassment on her face. While she asked the dwarf representatives to quiet down, she felt that it might be a wrong choice to bring these bumpkins from Northrend to such an important ceremony.
But Sun King Kael'thas and Dark Moon God of War Tyrande, who were sitting next to the dwarves, were very curious about these new dwarves. They chatted with the earth spirits and frost dwarves in Titan language, and seemed to be enjoying themselves.
The representative sent by the Draenei is the Grand Consul Maraad. This garrison has a silent temperament. He occasionally talks to the Great Shaman Nobundo next to him, and he is very gentlemanly.
, and answered several questions about the doctrine of the Holy Light for Miss Bridget, who came on behalf of the Order of the Silver Dawn.
On the other side of the auditorium, Maverick Baine was introducing the guests on the auditorium to his newlywed wife, Meera Gaoling, while trying to describe the complicated political situation of Kalimdor to her, but Mera
I am only interested in the beautiful dresses worn by the ladies around me.
Warchief Thrall came here in person today. Not only did he represent the tribe, but he also came as a private person. He and Varian have a good relationship. They became friends after going through several battles together. The relationship between men
Friendship is so simple, and next to Thrall, Warsong Warlord Garrosh put on a suit of well-fitting clothes for the first time today. The muscles of his whole body stretched the clothes slowly, and everyone with sharp eyes noticed that in
Next to Garrosh, there was a strange orc girl.
That was Agna, the orc girl he grew up with as a childhood sweetheart. She was born in the Nagrand grasslands of the Draenor world. This time, she came to Azeroth on behalf of Gaiaan's mother-in-law and the orc tribe.
Talking about the commercial trade between the Nagrand Orcs and the tribe.
But it is obvious that there seems to be some unclear relationship between Agnar and Garrosh.
On the other side of Thrall, Dranosh Saurfang and his cousin Thora Saurfang were also chatting. Dranosh felt keenly that his cousin's eyes kept lingering.
In Thrall's case, this smart orc kept talking about Thrall's past glorious history, which made Sora's eyes light up.
Perhaps the great chief Thrall, who has always been single, will soon have his own suitor.
Wo'jin, who came on behalf of the trolls, didn't care much about these rituals. He was sitting on the viewing platform, still playing with his voodoo doll. This kind of evil thing made sitting next to Wo'jin, who represented the newly stabilized
Princess Talanji, who had come from the Zandalari trolls, moved her body slightly, trying to stay away from the doll shining with voodoo and Vol'jin himself.
The tall Druid Hamuul Rune Totem, who came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Blighters, was discussing the mysteries of Druid spells with the elder Blackhorn beside him. Blackhorn is the representative of the Tauren of the High Mountains.
He came here this time on the orders of the great chief Ulan Gaoling to consolidate relations with the Bloodhoof Tauren.
The discussion between these two cows made the centaur representatives behind them dismissive. The centaurs formed the Wind Chaser Court a few years ago and were also trying to enter the large circle of Kalimdor civilization, but for
This is not an easy job for centaurs who are savage by nature, but centaurs also have their own pride. They were born from the marriage of the guardian of nature and the princess of the earth. Therefore, centaurs believe that they are the orthodox forces of nature.
heir.
All Druid spells are evil!
In such a lively occasion, the goblins were naturally indispensable. The Steamwheedle Consortium, Bilgewater Consortium, and venture capital companies all sent representatives, and these guys seized the opportunity to sell the latest products to the high-ranking people around them.
The first person to be fooled was the unwary Pandaren representative. He was a simple and honest Pandaren monk wearing leather armor. His name was Ji Firepaw. He bought a few small handicrafts from the goblins and planned to give them to him.
The sweetheart of Wandering Island is a lady named Aisha Yunge.
Even the unknown Aqir empire sent envoys. They were the newly born high priest of Ankahar, a spider demon, and Zorrok, the grand vizier of the mantid. The two of them stood at the edge of the auditorium.
, these ancient bugs are very dissatisfied with this simple scene. They chattered to each other in Bugman language. Translated, it seems to be discussing, among these meat people, which one tastes more delicious now? Fortunately,
No one here understands insect language.
What's even more noteworthy is that at the very back of the viewing platform, there are a dozen tall Vrykul people wearing animal skin robes.
Those are the Vrykul from Stormheim. Recently, after Ragnarok, the Vrykul tribe there began to try to form an alliance to face the complex world in front of them. This time the emperor's coronation ceremony, New Storm
The city's Minister of Ceremony also sent an invitation to the civilization of the Broken Islands. The elders of the Vrykul discussed for a few days and felt that there was no harm in coming to see the world, so they sent the most powerful young men from each tribe to come together.
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Among them, the sturdy, bald man with runes tattooed on his face is the leader of this group of young men.
His name is Tyrael, and he carries a golden sword made of fallen fragments from heaven on his back, a bone horn hangs around his waist, and a gorgeous golden ring on his thick and powerful fingers.
All the civilized forces sent representatives, and the entire scene was full of gold because of these distinguished guests. However, it was regrettable that even when the ceremony was about to begin, representatives from the other four human kingdoms still
Still not admitted
Even the Federation, which has always been at odds with the Empire, sent several members to come, but as a branch of the Empire, the silence of other kingdoms seemed to represent some kind of unimaginable problem.
