Time flies by, like a passionate and ruthless prodigal who will not stop for anyone or anything.
The winter of the 14th year of the Dark Portal was a quiet winter. The grasslands in the Arathi Highlands also turned yellow and covered with falling snow. The undead that originally resided here and were hostile to the human army also quietly disappeared.
On a deep cold night, I returned to a warmer wetland.
No one knows why the undead retreated when they had the upper hand, but this does not prevent politicians from calling it "a glorious victory" and spreading it widely within the empire.
All senior officials know that this argument is nonsense, but no one stops the spread of such absurd rumors. The reason is very simple. As a group of individuals, civilians need to be told that peace still exists and need to be educated.
People want to ensure that their lives are not disturbed, and they need managers to give them a stable world.
They will cover their ears and immerse themselves in the illusory peace. This is what the top leaders want to see, especially in this troubled time.
When the New Year's bell rang in the 15th year of the Dark Gate, cities in northern Xinjiang were filled with joy. Whether it was the people, soldiers, or generals on the front line, they all put down their heavy pressure on this night.
, enjoy the happy time, and what is surprising is that in areas controlled by the undead, there are also huge celebrations on this night.
Whether it was the citizens of the Defias Federal District, the workers of the Black Iron District, or the two groups of dwarves in the Khaz Modan District who were hostile to each other but occasionally united to fight against the undead, they all let go of their inner feelings on this night.
Things that were not happy enough, drinks were open and a huge bonfire was lit in the western wilderness. The stingy big bosses in the black iron area even provided an extra dinner for the night shift workers as if they were kind.
Everyone was happy, including the death knights in the Midnight Garden of Stormwind City. They were also happy. These undead souls brought candies and condolences to orphanages in Stormwind City and various cities to spend time with the brave children.
After an unforgettable night, the timid children hiding under the quilt also received gifts, although this scene seemed to them to be similar to Halloween night.
It is said that the world of Draenor is equally happy tonight. A huge celebration was held in the Black Temple. The Blood Mistress invited the orphans from the Shattrath Orphanage to visit the temple. This invitation was worrying at first, but in the end
But it became a reality with Naru's tacit approval.
And even those citizens who hate the undead deeply, in this season, have to admit that the undead who rule them in the vague darkness do have a bottom line, and a ruler with a bottom line, in a certain
In a sense, it can indeed make people feel at ease.
The High Council of the Defias Federal District held a massive fireworks celebration in the square of Stormwind City tonight. Speaker Mr. Van Cleef, who has aged much in the past few years, announced in front of the citizens of Stormwind City
People cheered heartily after hearing that the extremely low tax rate would not change as plans for the federal government progressed over the coming year.
No matter which world we are in, no matter which civilization we are in, no matter what system we are in, what people care about most is still their own lives.
Even the imperial spies hidden among the citizens have to admit that the Defias Federation, which is completely different from the governance system they know, now has what a country should look like... Although many of the country's regulations , especially the extensive use of undead labor and less safe machines, are deviant in their eyes.
What makes Mr. Van Cleef, who has worried about the development of the federation the most, is that the low tax rate and welfare policies that the federation has insisted on since its establishment 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 wealth of money, have led many civilian couples who have experienced disasters to start the "human creation project" again, especially in the western wilderness and Ai The initial implementation of the "Hero Mother" recognition policy in Irvine Forest has made people more willing to maintain the inheritance.
According to statistics from the House of Commons, the birth rate in every town in the federal district has increased significantly this winter. In other words, the federation, which is hampered by a small number of people and difficult to develop, in its third year of establishment , the first baby boom is about to usher in, which is indeed something to be thankful for.
Although this increase in population is only a drop in the bucket for the federation, the Defias Federation rules the territory of a kingdom. The parliament has tried every means to recruit people, even at the cost of admitting some good pirates or bandits. In addition, previous wars have brought In addition to the defeated army resources, Tyrion also included a 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, and it is mainly concentrated in a few specific areas. The vast area and sparse population have reached a desperate level... In northern Xinjiang, even a more prosperous town has a population far exceeding this number.
The situation in the Black Iron District and Khaz Modan District is slightly better, but the social structure of these two places is far inferior to that of the Defias Federation. After all, in Tyrion's plan, the system of the Defias Federation is what he wants. What we need to see is a system that can develop itself and be accepted by humans.
"So, you offered to move some dwarves, as well as the bronzebeard 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 no longer had the greenness of a few years ago, and now every move he made seemed very solemn. He was full of confidence, the temperament of a big man, and in front of him was a plan.
Facing Tyrion's question, Van Cleef took off his monocle, rubbed his forehead with sparse 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 use all means to encourage births, the natural increase in population will still cannot meet our urgent needs. In the Federal District, we have initially proved that the system we insist on can survive. Now, the most important task before us is to ensure its rapid development."
"Compared to humans, dwarves and dwarfs are immortal species. It will take a long time for the barriers between races to be broken down. The combination of humans and the two races may not seem realistic at the moment, but I believe that one day, we will Races such as half-dwarfs and half-dwarves will appear in the federation, and they, born and raised in the federal district, will become our strongest supporters, because they need a culture and civilization to flaunt themselves."
"Well, you're very thoughtful."
Tyrion put aside the plan in his hand. He thought for a moment, then reached out and picked up his cat. Mr. Bigglesworth was a little resistant when he first arrived in Stormwind City, but soon he was attracted by the undead maids.
His will was broken by the delicious food that was constantly being served to him.
It is now at least half fatter than before, but due to Mr. Bigglesworth's excellent bloodline, this obesity will not affect its health... Well, 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 whispered:
"But I am not optimistic about this immigration plan. Dwarves and dwarfs are immortal species. Their fertility rate is pitifully low. Even if they are combined with humans, they cannot 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" methods?"
"Um?"
When Mr. Van Cleef heard this, he couldn't help but rub the bridge of his nose. After a moment, he nodded:
"Some congressmen, um, the more radical ones, have proposed the plan of "plundering the population" more than once. According to some maritime merchants we hired from the Black Iron District, there are many islands in the chaotic South China Sea.
There are a considerable number of human compatriots living under the rules of piracy. After preliminary calculations by some experienced auditors, the number of humans in the entire vast South China Sea is between 600,000 and 750,000, which is comparable to a small country, and if calculated
With other races participating in piracy activities, this number is likely to exceed 1 million."
"But this proposal cannot be passed in the House of Commons."
Van Cleef smiled awkwardly: "That's 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 opinion is, you can try another way."
Tyrion said slowly:
"Pirates are a group of scum. There is no doubt that they do not have any moral constraints. They can do any..."business" for money, including robbing fellow countrymen and human trafficking...Listen to me, pirates
It would be a waste to kill everyone who resists them..."
"Pa"
A black card was placed on the table and then handed to Van Cleef:
"This is the VIP identity certificate of the Dark Blade Consortium in Booty Bay. If you make a decision, you can send someone to contact them. I believe those dirty and smelly pirates would not mind an extra bounty."
"We can open the ports of Stormwind City and Westfall for them to use..."
Van Cleef narrowed his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "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, it's all up to you."
Tyrion leaned back on the chair. The tabby cat in his arms was already drowsy, and the owner seemed to have entered a state of light sleep. 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 his black coat with the help of the undead maid, and left the Midnight Garden quietly.
After Van Cleef left, Tyrion's eyes slowly opened, and he stared at the dim room. After a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"For the right thing, do 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 new year, the Mograine family that rules here held a small cocktail party. Most of the guests were true believers of the Holy Light, as well as some from the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
Among the high-ranking nobles, although Grand Knight Alexandro Mograine sneered at the so-called "Victory of Arathi", this veteran noble also understood the principle of peace and harmony.
What's more, the people in his territory also need good news.
At tonight's cocktail party, the big nobles were sitting on the second floor talking, while the small nobles were camping around in the generous hall. The believers of the Holy Light gathered together to admire some of the Great Knight's private collections of the Holy Light Church.
At the same time, they frequently raised their glasses to pray for Archbishop Fa'ao.
Since the beginning of last spring, His Majesty Fao's physical condition has been very pessimistic. People once pessimistically believed that the Archbishop would be inspired by the Holy Light in the cold winter. However, the sudden return of his apprentice, the Grand Knight Turalyon, seemed to have
It gave the Archbishop a shot in the arm, especially the holy light scriptures about the Naaru and Draenei sages that Turayan brought back from the world of Draenor, and gave the aging Archbishop the motivation to continue living.
power.
On New Year's Eve, with the support of others, the archbishop met with believers at Alonsos Chapel in Stratholme. His health did not get better, but it did not deteriorate either. This news really made many people happy.
But it also disappointed others... After all, he is the Pope, a sacred position at the top of the world of human faith. There are almost countless people who have set their sights on that position.
"The Naaru are a kind of sacred existence. They were born from the purest holy light. It was a long time ago that we can't imagine. On the vast battlefield of the stars, the Naaru have always been a supporter of the light side and fought against the darkness.
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.
"
Today, the great knight Turalyon, who came in formal attire, spread the greatness of the Holy Light among a group of true believers. He told about his experiences in the world of Draenor and the future he saw in the light shown by the Naaru.
, those obscure and sacred scriptures fascinated the faithful, and some even took out paper and pen on the spot to record the teachings of the Naru.
The emergence of the Draenei and Naaru is an opportunity for the Church of the Holy Light in Azeroth to improve itself. Archbishop Faol has discussed the teachings of the Holy Light with the prophet Velen more than once, and those who traveled in the northern border
The Draenei priests and paladins also left many legends on this land.
Well, there are also some more romantic ones, such as the love story between a certain Draenei female knight and a human knight... Of course, 80% of them are fabricated. The Draenei are out-and-out immortals.
Those who are favored by the Holy Light can easily live for 10,000 years. This is destined to mean that no matter how attractive the human men are, they are just a flash in the pan for the beautiful faces and hot figures.
Just scenery.
"Great Knight..."
After the faithful dispersed, Turalyon picked up a glass of wine a little tiredly, and at this moment, a magnetic voice sounded behind him. He turned around and looked at the man he had never seen before.
The human noble raised his glass to him, and then said in a voice that only two people could hear, in a mysterious language that was so weird that it was so tongue-tied:
"ε?μαιπερ?εργο?,ποιο?στοδι?ολοε?σαι? (I'm curious, who are you?)"
The great knight did not panic. He looked around and replied with a smile:
"δενσε?χωδείγίαπολ?καιρ?,αδερφ?μου...balnazzar!. (Long time no see, my brother...balnazzar!)"
Greek is really a very suitable language for magic...especially when it comes to writing...
