38. The cracks disappear, the great unity of the dark blade (2)
Tyrion played a card that did not follow common sense, causing all the big bosses of the Dark Blade Legion to freeze in their seats. After he said those words, even Danaus Trollbane, who had already had a death wish,
Everyone was stunned.
Luminas, who always had an active mind, was even more stunned. After a moment, she turned to her boyfriend and said:
"He must be crazy... The betrayal of Khadgar and others must have hit him too hard. We have to send him back to Draenor so that Mother Alleria can soothe his spirit...
.He may have been under too much pressure recently.”
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Myra covered the mouth of her unabashed girlfriend, but when the other lords heard this, they all had strange expressions on their faces. Yirel even stretched out his hand nervously, trying to touch Tai.
Ryan's forehead to see if His Majesty is talking nonsense because he has a fever.
"Okay, stop making trouble."
Tyrion glared at Yrel, who immediately retracted his palm, moved his shoulders, and sat back in the chair. He leaned on the chair in a very unseemly relaxed posture. This was the first time he showed any
He acted so casually, seeming to have lifted the heaviest burden from his heart. He said to the others:
"When you sit on the throne, when your eyes are always too high and too far away, you will always subconsciously ignore the road under your feet, ignore the people around you, ignore the followers behind you, and ignore every incompetent person.
All kings are like this, and so am I."
"And the result of me ignoring you is what happened in this war...those things that shouldn't have happened. Khadgar once asked me why I placed you on those special battlefields. Why should I?
Let Danas face Galin, why should Dailin face her children..."
Tyrion closed his eyes, as if he were confessing, but more like he was speaking out the truest thoughts hidden in his heart, those thoughts that he had never mentioned to others. After becoming the King of Dark Blade,
He hasn't faced himself directly for a long time, which is very inappropriate for the undead.
The undead cannot go against their inner obsessions. Tyrion has already understood this. When confronting Khadgar, he had already realized his biggest problem from the sarcasm or plain talk of the archlich...
The undead cannot go against their own obsessions and do things they don't want to do, and Tyrion does exactly that.
His strength and increasingly powerful soul can support him to overcome his obsession, but the deepest thoughts in his heart still affect him, making him always waver when he makes up his mind.
He needs to face himself... He is doing this, using his own obsession to reunite the conflicted Death Lords, instead of like a tyrant who imposes punishments arbitrarily. Khadgar told him,
He cannot be a savior of the world and a tyrant who destroys civilization at the same time. He must...must make a choice.
But this time, Tyrion decided to hand over this choice to the followers behind him and let them make the decision for him.
"Khadgar said that I was forcing you to choose between obsessive feelings and the doctrine of the Dark Blade. He said that I was doing stupid things. I did do stupid things, but the starting point was not like him.
That’s what I think.”
"I should tell you in advance. I just want those humans who have escaped death to know why they can survive. I just want them to know that the contradiction between the living and the dead is not irreconcilable. I just want to use this
A way to tell the world...that we are not emotionless monsters."
As he spoke, Tyrion opened his eyes, with a hint of self-mockery shining in his ice-blue eyes. Finally, he confessed his inner thoughts in front of all his followers:
"Yes, I have been instilling tough ideas into you, driving you to fight a tough war, and giving that war a great name, but in fact, I am the most cowardly and wavering one.
I have declared to you time and time again that the Human Empire is a hopeless civilization, but in my heart, like Lothar, I desperately hope that the Human Empire can prove their worth in this war."
"I have been looking forward to the Human Empire defeating you. I have been looking forward to the United Life Alliance being able to uproot the Dark Blade. I'm sorry, everyone, when you were fighting fiercely on the front line, I should have fully supported you, but I betrayed you.
By betraying you, I betrayed the Dark Blade. As a leader, I put my expectations above the ideals of the Dark Blade. I allowed Khadgar to pass crucial information to Lothar. I allowed Lothar to act arrogantly.
Looking for reinforcements on another continent, I allowed our enemies to sail to the outer seas with the most promising group of people..."
"I'm not firm enough, swinging wildly between destruction and salvation. I'm not a competent leader. I can't be ruthless. I'm also very selfish in putting you in a difficult test to see what's going on.
The truest reaction from your heart."
Having said this, Tyrion paused, with a smile on his lips. He looked at Saurfang, then at Rogelio, and finally at Danas:
"But it turns out that my lords have the same idea as me. Maybe their commanders have been lost in the meaningless war of oppression, but they themselves have not forgotten their oaths and obsessions, so, yes
It’s time to end this wrongful war!”
"Dark Blade should go back to its roots, and we should return to our original beliefs."
"Come on, everyone, just like when Dark Blade was first established, let us speak freely and let us work out the future of Dark Blade together!"
Tyrion stood up, opened his arms like a hug, and said in a deep voice:
"We will no longer be obsessed with being saviors, because mortals who need saviors are hopeless... We will give them time, let them grow, let them learn to save themselves..."
"The oppression and tempering of civilization will not end because of this, but every tempering war will be initiated by new civilization supervisors. I...my most loyal companions and I will devote more energy to
Devoting itself to true justice and truly right things, Dark Blade will face the meaning of its existence, it will assume its responsibility as the most powerful member of the world, and we will embark on the path of group upgrading..."
"Everyone, let us become truly great!"
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Tyrion declared himself a traitor, essentially absolving the other Death Lords of their wrongdoings, with the exception of one.
Danaus Trollbane.
When facing the last military strength of Garin and Stromgard, this idiot chose to bravely follow his obsession, but he used the stupidest method...
In public, at least 1,500 Dark Blade soldiers witnessed Danas' "betrayal". When investigated by the Dark Blade Military Law Department afterwards, the testimonies of these soldiers were enough to plunge Danas into the most terrifying abyss.
, this leads to a problem, that is, although the death lords hope that Danaus will continue to serve the Dark Blade, Tyrion cannot forgive him so easily even if Tyrion speaks in person.
An honest betrayal is extremely terrifying for any group. Once Tyrion forgives Danas, it means that he can tolerate the betrayal. This is like a direct stab to the unity within the Dark Blade.
A horrific blow to the heart.
"So you must be punished, Danaus."
Tyrion's hands were on the table. He looked seriously at the Death Lord in front of him, who had first-rate war skills. He said in a deep voice:
"But it's not because you acted in compliance with your obsession, but because of your stupidity! Tell us, don't say those high-sounding words, tell us, tell your companions, what were you thinking when you made that decision?
What?"
This question made Danas subconsciously open his mouth to refute, but in the end, he lowered his head.
After a moment, his hoarse voice rang out:
"I want to commit suicide... it's that simple."
"It is a sin to be resurrected by the enemy after dying in battle to protect your faith and people, and the worst part is that your gift allows me to retain all my thoughts and memories... Past Danas, Empire
The general, and now Danas, the lord of Dark Blade, the two identities, the two memories, are fighting madly in my heart, and I can't sleep every night."
"The warriors of Stromgarde died one after another in front of me... I know that this is war, and I also know that I have been thrown into the other side by fate. I want to remain loyal to the Dark Blade, but this is not
So easy, maybe you shouldn't have preserved my sanity at that time, and it would have been better to let me become a cold-blooded killing machine."
"The moment I saw Galin and the transferred soldiers, I heard the voice in my heart. You call it obsession, which is a good adjective. I knew that the long-term struggle in my mind was about to end, so I
I made a choice, and I know what this choice will bring to me, but for me, that may be a kind of relief."
After Danas finished speaking, the other lords did not speak. Only Blood Lord Myra shook his head:
"Obviously, this is the self-destructive tendency unique to high-level undead. Being tortured by past memories is too painful, leading to the pursuit of crazier things and self-destruction... just like Alex Aznab Flame Blade.
, Black Knight, my former friend, he and Danas have almost the same symptoms, and fortunately, Danas, as an undead, can think more calmly, instead of being completely swallowed up by crazy revenge. "
"Sigh...no wonder you turned yourself into an undead drunkard."
Yrel, the draenei's hoof sister, looked at Danath, and she said a draenei proverb:
"Drinking heavily in an attempt to numb the pain...or it could backfire."
"I cannot forgive you, Trollbane. Your blatant betrayal must be punished!"
Tyrion tapped his fingers on the table and looked at Danas:
"You will be stripped of your identity as the Death Lord, and will be transferred to the soon-to-be-formed "Howling Wind" assault group. As a frontline assault soldier, you will set foot on the frosty land of Northrend until you make a contribution to the Dark Blade.
Until people are convinced of their contribution, or they die in battle on that cursed land."
"The advantage of this punishment is... you don't need to suffer anymore. If everything goes well, you will never encounter a battle with people from your homeland in the second half of your life. What I'm curious about is, as Danaus Trollbane
The mission to the Trollbane family has been paid, so as a member of the Dark Blade, can Danaus Trollbane, as a member of the Dark Blade, fulfill the mission entrusted to you by the Dark Blade as he fulfills his own mission?"
"This couldn't be better."
Danas raised his head, with no trace of depression on his thin face. He stood up and bowed sincerely to Tyrion for the first time. The moment he straightened up, he said seriously:
"I will be a good soldier...I have always been so, but before leaving, I want to ask, Lord Tyrion, what kind of enemy will I fight?"
Tyrion glanced at him and nodded slightly:
"The evil gods of ancient times, the black hands who manipulate history, the scum that hinders civilization, I can only tell you so much."
"I see!"
Danas paid a military salute to all the death lords in front of him, and then, escorted by two high-ranking knights, left the ruined palace of Lordaeron. After he left, Tyrion looked at the other people with different expressions.
man, he said:
"Now, let's talk. Regarding the war against Kalimdor, I want to listen to everyone's opinions..."
"Then you must at least explain what a "civilized supervisor" is? You just said that from now on, all wars against civilization will be initiated by "civilized supervisors."
Luminas flipped her hair and said to Tyrion:
"But I don't remember that there is this organization within Dark Blade, or is this a new position?"
"Blackhand, explain it to her."
Tyrion snapped his fingers, and Grokush, who was sitting on the other side, explained:
"Civilized Supervisor is another name for the Forgotten Kings. Yes, I am one of them. Although I feel that I am not very suitable for this kind of work, but frankly speaking, in the Dark Blade system, there is nothing better than these
The king who died in the battle knew better about the ruling system of the civilization on the other side, so Tyrion entrusted this mission to us."
"We will use the eyes of the Dark Blade installed in the empire and other civilizations in Kalimdor to evaluate the development situation of those civilizations. If they are developing healthily and robustly, then we will continue to observe, but if a certain civilization falls into a stagnation period of development,
If it stagnates, serious civil strife and corruption develop internally, or if the entire population loses the will to fight, then this civilization will be considered "unhealthy."
The Orc Death Lord scratched his fingers on the table:
"It is difficult for a civilization without pressure to unite and find a target. For example, the centaurs and wild boar people in Kalimdor. The civilization of those barbarians has no meaning in existence. Of course, according to the information we have collected so far,
Look, soon, a war will break out across Kalimdor against the plundering Centaur civilization."
"But if there are no such external war conditions and faced with a rapidly decaying civilization, then the supervisors will launch a "tempering" war against them after discussion. The fleet commanded by Lord Dai Lin is completely capable.
The ability to destroy any civilized city within a few days, if they still perform badly in the face of this oppression..."
Grokush shrugged and did not continue, but there was no need to say more about the cruel meaning.
"In short, we examine the corruption and depravity of civilization. Every time a civilization falls into the mire of corruption and stench, the civilization supervisors will stand up and give it a choice, either destruction or rebirth... Before Lothar died,
Please give us a chance to human civilization, then we will give them a chance!"
Tyrion nodded, took over the conversation, and ended the discussion about forgetting the responsibilities of the kings with a very rational sentence.
"The world's resources are limited. Instead of wasting them on meaningless civilization, it is better to let every piece of steel and every tree fall into the hands of truly meaningful beings... Who else is immortal and has a great heart?"
Are the undead with missions better suited to supervise this world?"
"As for those civilizations, if they feel they are worthy of evolving, then they'd better show their worth."
