Two months after the Battle of Quicksand, he secretly went to Kul Tiras. The rumors started by the Gilnean noble were not too far-fetched. Varian did have several private conversations with Drake.
hours, but things were far from smooth.
Among the younger generation, he is about the same age as Drake, 5 or 6 years older than Arthas, Jaina, Liam and Garin. During the Second Orc War, Val
The relationship between Ryan and Drake, under some initiatives from Dai Lin, the two also get along very well.
In fact, Varian did not lie to Arthas. During his stay in Kul Tiras, he did have a fight with Drake...but it was not simply because of Arthas and Jaina's marriage. More
, probably due to some kind of conflict between political considerations.
But this did not affect the relationship between the two people. The rulers of this generation of the human empire all came to the New World from their ancestral lands where the undead were ravaged. The relationship between the kings was so deep and their friendship was so deep that it was far from
Those nobles who are accustomed to intrigues can imagine.
Not long after, the carriage carrying Arthas and Varian arrived at the embassy in White City Port. This port city was not the new capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Arthas, like other kings, continued to use the Northern Territory
The name of the capital city, New Lordaeron is located further west of Thousand Needles, not far from New Gilneas City, and Gilneas and Lordaeron share Thousand Needles and part of the Shimmering Plains, the border between the two countries
The line is more like dividing Thousand Needles from the center.
However, White Tower City Port is indeed one of the fastest-growing large cities in the Human Empire besides New Stromgarde. Thanks to the trade contract signed by the Human Empire and the Steamwheedle Consortium, the economic development of several seaside ports is very good.
, this coastline was originally located at the starting point of the golden sea route in the South China Sea. In the years when the empire was rebuilt, these commercial ports provided huge economic supplements to the human empire, so that the reconstruction of civilization, which was difficult at the beginning, could proceed smoothly.
"Shua"
When Alsace and Varian walked into the embassy, the paladins guarding the entrance of the embassy drew their weapons and saluted the two kings. Behind the paladins, wearing blue and white robes and long skirts,
Jaina was already waiting. When she saw Varian, whom she hadn't seen for several years, reappear, Jaina's nose felt sore, and she remembered the day when several people met in Dalaran City.
Women, no matter how powerful they are, are always sentimental.
With red eyes, Jaina quickly stepped forward. She did not follow the ladylike etiquette among nobles to welcome her companions. Instead, like Arthas, she reached out and hugged Varian.
"Long time no see, Varian, it's really great to have you back..."
Varian was also a little emotional. He reached out and patted Jaina on the back to calm the girl down.
"Don't be childish, Anna. You are getting married soon. I am also looking forward to you giving Anduin a younger brother or younger sister."
Jaina's face turned red after saying this, and Arthas no longer had that shrewd and capable temperament. He held Jaina's hand and giggled. Varian shook his head. He looked at the couple in front of him. Arthas
The love between Si and Jaina is not easy either. The two had a secret love for each other as early as in Northern Xinjiang. Unfortunately, due to political reasons in the two countries, their relationship has never been recognized by their elders.
When they arrived in the New World, the hatred of the country and the family gathered together, and it was not the time for the two of them to fall in love openly. They had gone through too much... Fortunately, now, the lovers are finally married.
The envoys from the Kingdom of Stormwind who followed Varian rested in the apartment next to the embassy, while the two kings, together with their wives, enjoyed a "family dinner" in the embassy's restaurant.
We would definitely not talk about national affairs in a private setting. The question that Alsace asked once before was asked by Jaina again.
The Archmage stroked her long golden hair mixed with a hint of white. She blinked, looked at Varian who was drinking with Arthas, and asked:
"Varian, how did you convince my brother? When I received his letter in Dalaran, I thought I was dreaming... You know, since my brother became the king of Kul Tiras
, his style of doing things is more and more like my father... He shouldn't be so easy to talk to, right?"
"Yeah, Varian, stop trying to excuse me by saying you beat him up."
Arthas also put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Varian seriously:
"If it was really because of us that you gave up something very important, both of us would be uneasy."
"No."
Varian waved his hand, picked up the cup, and handed it to Valeera beside him. The latter obediently poured a glass of rum with ice for her husband. Varian took a sip of the cold and refreshing wine.
, then he breathed a sigh of relief and told the story of the confrontation between him and Drake.
"It's actually not a big deal."
Varian narrowed his eyes, smiled and said to the two people he regarded as his brother and sister in front of him:
"Drake asked me to give him a chance..."
"What chance?"
Jaina asked subconsciously, while Arthas' eyes widened suddenly, and he lost his voice and said:
"War Destroyer?"
"Yes! War Destroyer."
Varian moved his neck and said softly: "Drake aspires to be the emperor, so the ownership of the War Destroyer is very important to him. He asked me to give him a chance to tame the War Destroyer, so I gave him
Got him."
Having said this, Varian laughed loudly, drank all the wine in the glass in his hand, wiped his mouth, and blinked at the worried Alsace:
"Of course, he failed. The War Destroyer showed no response to his challenge. When the sword fell into his hands, the awakened sword edge returned to its previous gray appearance. Obviously, he
Not enough to impress this sword."
"Then he felt that to tame the War Destroyer, he needed to defeat the current owner of the legendary sword first, so he challenged me..."
Varian shrugged:
"Then I beat him up and got the War Destroyer back."
"Is it that simple?"
Arthas and Jaina looked at each other. The archmage couldn't help but smile when she thought of her brother, who had become more and more powerful in recent years, being beaten to a pulp by Varian. She quickly stopped.
Smiling, he looked at Varian again:
"Based on what I know about my brother, he shouldn't let go so easily, right?"
Varian took a piece of perfectly grilled venison with his fork. His eating posture was very gladiator-like, not like a king at all. While chewing the venison, he drank another glass of wine.
Then he said slowly:
"Yes, Derek is difficult to deal with. This guy is indeed very stubborn. As a last resort, I took him to see another person..."
As he spoke, Varian's eyes fell on Jaina, and he whispered:
"Your father, my uncle... Dai Lin."
"What?!"
Jaina subconsciously stood up, her eyes shining with fear. It wasn't until Arthas pulled her to sit on a chair that Varian continued:
"Of course it's not Dailin's body, but an illusion of him, in the Emerald Holy Land of Drustvar. Of course, I am not united with the Dark Blade. Arthas should know this. Tyrion and I have always
There are accounts to be settled, but I feel that Drake's desire for the emperor's position should not be a stumbling block to Jaina's marriage, so with the help of the Wither Patriarch, we used the form of a dream in the Emerald
I met Uncle Dai Lin in my dream."
"Then my father...he...what did he say?"
Jaina crossed her worried hands on her chest, and Arthas couldn't help but listen. After all, although they were divided into two irreconcilable parties, legally speaking, Dai Lin was his elder and father-in-law after all. He and Jaina
If Daelin does not agree to the marriage, it will easily cause conflict between the Menethil family and the Proudmoore family.
People in this era still respect their ancestors very much.
"I don't know...Drake talked to him."
Varian shook his head:
"Drake agreed to the marriage between you and Arthas after he came back. His face was very ugly. He also made a request to me. When fighting for the position of emperor, the War Destroyer cannot be used as the final additional condition.
.I agree."
"Varian!"
Arthas gritted his teeth and said:
"Such a condition! How can you agree? In front of the Pope, as long as you show the awakened War Destroyer, I believe that most of the nobles of the empire will be on your side! You can get the position of emperor at your fingertips!"
"Do I need it?"
Varian asked back, while eating the cut fruit, he asked without raising his head:
"Do I really need the War Destroyer to prove myself? Arthas, you know, I don't aspire to be the emperor, which is why I never go to see the Pope... I have no intention of using Destroyer at all.
Warriors come to prove my "legitimacy". To be honest, I don't care much about the emperor's position. As for the nobles? Forget it... they will no longer be my friends soon."
"What's the meaning?"
Hearing Varian's words, Arthas's heart suddenly tightened. Based on his understanding of Varian, this brother would definitely do something surprising.
"It's very simple."
Varian raised his head, took the tablecloth from Valeera, wiped his mouth, and then took the cigar from the waiter. Amidst the smoke, Varian squinted his eyes, as if he was talking in his sleep.
said:
"I want to initiate a reform in the Kingdom of Stormwind, my brother, just like the Federation did on their land, but I will not copy the laws of the Federation. That thing is not suitable for the current situation of the Empire, but the Empire...
.Open your eyes and take a look, Alsace, the environment of the empire is simply like a pool of stagnant water. We were forced out of our ancestral land and fled to this land in embarrassment, but the disaster did not teach us much...
In other words, we learned too little from that disaster."
"In my opinion, the empire is already standing on the edge of a cliff. Reform will certainly make the nobles with vested interests dissatisfied, but without reform, the empire will never be able to break out of this stagnant water... I will follow my will
Reshape the Kingdom of Stormwind. After I succeed, you will see a new nation stand up from the disaster. At that time, there will be no need for War Destroyer, and the people will naturally lift me to that position."
A cold light flashed in Varian's eyes:
"On the other hand...if I fail, even with the support of the War Destroyers, I will not sit in that position, because facts have proven that I have no ability to save the empire. Arthas, looking at my reforms,
Step by step, learn from my victory or failure. If I fall, the next one...it's your turn!"
As he spoke, Varian reached out and patted the thoughtful Alsace on the shoulder. He said softly:
"The backward system restricts your abilities and ideas. I have heard about the conflict between you and the noble class of Lordaeron. No one will betray their own class, so this kind of conflict is bound to occur. No matter
It's just you, Garin, Liam and even Drake, all facing this conflict and challenge, this is the war between the new era and the old era...it never stops."
"But...but if we do this, wouldn't we betray our blood and origin, as well as our class?"
Jaina looked at Varian in confusion, who turned to look at his little sister, and he smiled:
"Where does the true 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, at the ignorant and ignorant people under your feet.
It is the real power of the king... The development trajectory of the Federation has proven that the existence of the nobility is dispensable, and we are far less important than we thought..."
"Speaking of which, have you chosen a location for your honeymoon?"
Varian put out the cigar in his hand in the crystal-polished ashtray. He looked at the newlyweds in front of him and said:
"Let's go to the Federation and have a look..."
"Don't be disturbed by others, and don't be disturbed by me. You are smart enough, so use your eyes to judge what path you will take in the future."
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"Well... I heard that your little girl Gianna is getting married?"
In the wilderness of the Dead Realm, in the forward base built by the soldiers of the Black Blade Hellfire Chapter, Tyrion sat on a chair and Dailin sat opposite him. There was a plate full of chess pieces between them.
chess, when Tyrion picked up a knight chess piece, he suddenly asked:
"Do you need me to send you a congratulatory gift?"
Dai Lin, who had regained his body as a living person in the realm of death, suddenly gasped at this moment, but soon returned to normal. He picked up the bottle filled with rum next to him and drank it happily.
After drinking, his blue eyes stared at Tyrion. He picked up a black chess piece, put it in his hand and played with it.
"Let me confirm first, is your gift going to explode?"
"Of course not!"
Tyrion laughed:
"You are my good comrade-in-arms, and Gianna is equivalent to my junior. How could I do such a thing... It is really a gift, a gift that will make her stronger and go further in the future.
, of course, it is not so easy to get it..."
"Then give it away!"
Dai Lin placed the chess pieces on the chessboard and said calmly:
"How can my daughter, a descendant of House Proudmoore, be afraid of the wind and rain?"
