16. The reinforcements of the Sun King---the old Nie brothers next door [2/10]
Eastern Kingdom, City of Lordaeron.
This city, which was baptized by war nearly a year ago, has recovered from the state of ruins. The work efficiency of the undead laborers is unquestionable, not to mention that when building this city, the federal masons also used
With the help of advanced machinery, less than 4 months later, the city of Lordaeron stood tall again with a different attitude on the permanently changed land of Northern Xinjiang.
There are few signs of living activity in this city. According to the "magic tide" theory of the Sunstrider Archlich, this city, which is close to the original bombardment point of the Eye of Sargeras, will not be suitable for at least 5 years.
Living people move in.
Lord Tyrion of Darkblade. Dawnblade was standing on the tall black wall of Lordaeron City. He looked to the south and could easily see the Dalai River that was connected to the former Lake of Lordaeron.
Laran Bay, this huge strait with an astonishing north-south span of 1,200 yards, is filled with cold water. The sound of water lapping against the cliffs echoes across the strait, like a giant beast swallowing water.
Above the strait, the stones that once formed the land of Northern Xinjiang were shattered. Now, under the stimulation of the evil magic power that is faintly blooming here, they are suspended above the strait in a slowly changing trajectory, zero and zero.
There are at least several thousand floating islands in the sky of stars. Under the sunshine every day, they form a very special scenery.
This is a scenery "planned" by Tyrion himself. Every time he sees a strange scene, he will feel a sense of dissonance in his heart.
Of course, he didn't come here to relax, he came here for two important things.
"Great Lord, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Wolfe Wallace, wearing a black suit, hurried up to the city wall. He stood 2 meters away from Tyrion and expressed his apology to the great lord in a low voice. He said:
"There is a small situation in Gilneas City. There are still some old residents who are unwilling to leave their hometown and go to New Gilneas in southern Xinjiang. I have been dealing with this matter for a while. To be honest, I want to persuade
Those stubborn guys are a real pain in the ass.”
"Well, I heard about it."
Tyrion didn't care that his subordinate was late. He waved his finger and motioned for Wolfe to move forward. The former werewolf doctor hesitated, and finally took a step forward, standing side by side with Tyrion on the city wall.
Behind them are some vigilant high-ranking knights who protect the high lord, although...their high lord does not need their protection.
"I saw the report about Gilnean immigration in the federal district newspaper, and I have to say that you did a good job, Wolfe."
Tyrion praised the work of his subordinates in a tone of undead calmness and lack of emotional fluctuations:
"It's even beyond my imagination, but I want to hear your report with my own ears... Let's start now."
"Well, okay, Lord."
Wolfe has an instinctive fear of Tyrion, which is normal, but as a member of the Dark Blade, he does not think that the high lord is a moody monarch. In fact, Wolfe feels that Tyrion is better than
Human kings are more just.
The werewolf doctor cleared his throat in human form and reported to the great lord:
"After the Battle of Northern Border, in addition to those Gilneans who followed King Liam to Kalimdor, there are still about 750,000 to 800,000 people, including werewolves, left in the land of Gilneas.
Including immigrants transferred from various parts of northern Xinjiang, after the three batches of immigrants were transferred, there are still 300,000 werewolves there who have been injected with the Moonlight Herbal Potion, which is almost all the werewolves."
"After they regained their senses, I divided a special area in Gilneas City in accordance with the requirements of the Federation to house those werewolves who intended to return to human society. There are about 220,000 of them. In fact, you know,
Most werewolves were unwilling to admit that they were beasts, and after adapting to the transformation ability given by the Moonlight Herbal Potion, a large part of them learned to transform within 2 months with the help of the Blightlander Druids.
Control your inner wildness and anger.”
"Those are also the first batch of worgen pioneers who will be sent to New Gilneas...I have enough reasons to think that they will get along well with their former compatriots, and I also have enough data to prove this."
Wolfe shrugged:
"But the remaining 80,000 more stubborn werewolves are a headache. Most of them are soldiers, nobles or upper-class figures from the Greymane era. They miss the past, are unwilling to accept reality, and are unwilling to submit to the federal order.
Compromise, in short, they are all thorns in the side, arguing for independence every now and then, especially after hearing that King Zeon is still alive, they are always clamoring to let Zeon return to Gilneas... despite the Hellfire War
Under the supervision of the regiment, they won’t cause much trouble, but I think it is undoubtedly inappropriate to send this group of people to southern Xinjiang.”
Wolf thought for a while and ended his report with one sentence:
"They have their own set of stubborn ideas, as well as wild forces that are dangerous to citizens, and are overly hostile to the federal order. Therefore, the current Gilneas City is the most suitable place for them to live. At least there, they cannot
It will hurt anyone but yourself."
"Well, not bad."
Tyrion nodded, his eyes staying on the broad strait in front of him. After a moment, he suddenly reached out and patted Wolf on the shoulder:
"The governorship of New Gilneas is still vacant. I have recommended you to the Federal Supreme Council. In the past few days, you may receive an invitation from the Supreme Council... to go to Stormwind City to accept management for half a month.
Train and work hard in the Federation, Wolf, you have a bright future."
He looked back at the confused werewolf, and stretched out his left hand towards Wolfe:
"This also means that you will be stripped of your military status from the Dark Blade Legion. Therefore, it is an honor to have worked with you and thank you for your contribution to the Dark Blade."
"This...this..."
Looking at Tyrion's outstretched hand, Wolfe's mind was in chaos. He knew very well that the current political systems of the Federal District and the Dark Blade were slowly separating. The Khaz Modan and Arathi districts were originally governed by the Dark Blade.
The governors of the Federation have begun to be concurrently served by federal members. Except for the important Black Iron District, the Dark Blade will no longer interfere in the federal political system.
In other words, the Federation, the "child" raised by Dark Blade, is about to break away from his father's cold embrace and truly embark on his own path.
Although he has always known that the great lord is a very generous person, what really makes Wolfe find it difficult to accept is that Tyrion handed him the throne of a governor so easily... That is a governor, in the Federation
In the system, it is a second-level position under the Supreme Council and has most of the administrative power over the lower-level regions of the federation. If placed in the human empire, it would be equivalent to the king of a country.
This made Wolf, who was born as a civilian, feel a bit of fear and uneasiness. He didn't know whether he was qualified for such a position. Wolf, who had been involved in the political system of the Federal District a lot, knew that the position of governor was not easy to do.
Especially in the pioneering period, if something goes wrong, you will have to bear the responsibility.
What's more, he is still a werewolf outside of human society, a different species.
"Don't be afraid!"
Tyrion saw a trace of fear in Wolfe's eyes, and he took the initiative to hold Wolfe's hand. He said softly:
"Just go ahead and do it. I promise you that if you lose your position, the Dark Blade Legion will still open the door for you."
This was obviously a joke, but it also showed to Wolff the deeper meaning of Tyrion. He didn't need to be afraid of those political struggles, because behind him, there was the giant Dark Blade supporting him.
Thinking of this, all the fear in Wolfe's heart was suddenly swept away. He straightened his back hard, grabbed the big lord's hand and shook it up and down like a dog. He gritted his teeth and said:
"I will not forget where I came from, and I will not embarrass you!"
"very good."
Tyrion nodded with satisfaction, but he hadn't finished speaking yet:
"I also want to give you a special task, Wolfe. There are currently many races in the Federation. The Supreme Council has been trying to find ways to advocate marriages of different races. But you also know that for other immortal species, the difficulty of having heirs is not an exception.
Werewolves are an exception. As far as I know, there have been examples of humans and werewolves intermarrying in Gilneas, and they have successfully bred offspring, which is good... I hope that when you manage New Gilneas, I can watch
To bridge the gap between werewolves and humans."
He glanced at Wolfe:
"This is important, it will be the first step in eradicating racial divides, you know what I mean?"
"It's all on me, Lord!"
Wolfe patted his chest and agreed, with such a confident posture that he almost turned into a werewolf and howled into the sky. Looking at Wolfe's leaving figure, and seeing the werewolf's posture as if he was walking with a smile on his face, Tyrion
I couldn't help but shook my head.
But at any rate, the werewolf matter finally got a not perfect, but acceptable result. Just after Wolfe left, Tyrion saw the leader of the Hellfire Chapter hurriedly arrived. He was in a bad mood recently.
Nice Luminas.
"Here are the ones you're looking for..."
Luminas walked over quickly and handed something to Tyrion. The latter nodded and opened it. After taking a few glances, his expression became strange and he asked softly:
"Can you confirm that those recovered naturally?"
"Yeah, 100% confirmed!"
Luminas' face was also serious. She looked around and lowered her voice and said:
"Not only in the ruins of Silverpine Forest, in the Whispering Harbor battlefield, in the Arathi Highlands, and even on the border of Quel'Thalas, we have found traces of naturally resurrected undead activities...Roman and I
Glio has confirmed it privately, and we can be sure that those guys were not awakened by the Lich King... they just recovered naturally, and this has never happened before!"
"This...is really troublesome."
Tyrion rubbed his forehead. He seemed a little unprepared for this new problem that had arisen recently. He thought for a while and asked again:
"Has it ever appeared in Southern Xinjiang?"
"Not yet."
Ruminas stroked a strand of her hair and said to the great lord:
"They only appear in northern Xinjiang. We have discovered a settlement of theirs in the Stratholme area. They are very vigilant. According to your request, we did not send an envoy rashly. This news is currently blocked within the legion, but according to
With the speed of their current recovery, they may soon be unable to hide it.”
"Oh, by the way, High Lord, in the settlement of the naturally resurrected undead, we found a death knight suspected to be the leader... He is not one of our people, nor is he a person of the Lich King. It seems... he
It seems to be related to those traitors, do you think it was those traitors who awakened them?"
Luminas asked in a low voice, and Tyrion shook his head:
"Impossible! Not even Khadgar has the ability to hide this illogical recruitment in Northern Xinjiang from me, let alone the Order and the others. What's more, they are still in Wildhammer
The highland annihilation of those cultists should have nothing to do with them, but obviously, they discovered this phenomenon earlier than us and are still taking advantage of it."
"It's hard to say whether it's good or bad yet, but... let's get in touch with them and at least understand what the hell is going on!"
"Well, okay, I'll do it right away."
After saying that, Luminas was about to turn around and leave, but was called back by Tyrion:
"Lumi, don't go, let Rogelio take full responsibility for this matter..."
After saying that, he looked at Luminas's face that turned ugly. The great lord shook his head and said to the emotional Lord of Death:
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I have another thing for you to do...it's like fulfilling my promise to you."
Looking at Luminas' curious eyes, Tyrion said softly:
"Remember, I promised you to find some legendary weapons for you that you can use? Now there is a long sword that suits you very well, and the best thing is that it has some connections with Quel'Delar, and the two should be
It is the ancient sister sword...and it is hidden in Feralas of Kalimdor, the city of ten thousand years, Ere'Thalas."
"real?"
Luminas's blood-red eyes immediately lit up. Being defeated by her former enemy Lana Seel was the most shameful thing Luminas considered. What she was most dissatisfied with was that she thought Lana Seel
Er relied on the power of the Holy Sword Quel'Delar to gain the upper hand. Now that he heard that he also had the opportunity to take another Holy Sword, the depression of being deprived of the control of the mission had long been forgotten.
Tyrion nodded, and he said to Luminas in a persuasive manner:
"You will have another mission to go to Kalimdor this time. Of course, I don't think it is worth mentioning to you at all."
"In addition, you need to go to Alleria. She will tell you how to find the sword. Of course, you have to do her a small, insignificant... favor along the way."
