At dusk, Varian looked at the report in his hand with a heavy face. It was a text sent back by MI7, which recorded a disappointing news.
Today, the "Affirmative Action" action launched simultaneously in 12 counties and the royal capital across the country is very successful. Varian chose a very precise time and launched this long-planned action on a day that no one expected.
After receiving the order, the more than 300 pioneer knights who were sent to the southern border of the kingdom rushed into the seven southern counties in an encircling manner. With the help of the black dragon, none of the four great nobles in the seven southern counties
Escape.
And those local minor nobles are being quickly cleaned up. The cleaning pattern is almost the same as the action that took place in the palace of New Stormwind. Field Marshal Halford Wymbane, who withdrew from Felwood and returned to the kingdom, on the same day
After entering the kingdom, he directly commanded the Seventh Army to take over the transportation arteries of five counties from the north, completely cutting off the communication between the entire Stormwind Kingdom and the outside world.
Varian did not brutally kill all the small nobles. He gave these small nobles a chance to choose. This was not out of some kind of benevolence, but a practical need. After uprooting the imperial aristocracy,
In the new political system, many officials who can quickly adapt to the new environment are also needed. Since the small nobles themselves do not have many resources, the conflicts with the people are not as sharp as those of the big nobles.
These small aristocrats who are already in decline are actually people who can be united. As long as they know the current affairs, they will not lose anything in this catastrophe against the aristocrats.
However, there were eventually omissions in the five northern counties. In New Taipei County, which borders the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the Seventh Legion was blocked by private soldiers united by local nobles. Although the Seventh Legion was completely annihilated after an hour of fierce fighting.
The huge number of private soldiers was defeated, but it gave the nobles a chance to escape.
"More than 30 landed nobles fled to neighboring countries, including the Duke of Visak, who is very powerful in the north. However, considering the intricate relationship between that Duke and the other two kingdoms, he may be allowed to leave
That’s the right choice.”
Windsor, who had been working hard for several days, whispered to Varian:
"Vishak is not an enlightened person like Duke Eberlock, but he also doesn't participate in the gatherings of greedy guys. He attaches great importance to royal power and aristocratic power. He is an old-school conservative, and he is very different from Lordaeron.
He has close contacts with many of the great nobles, but to be honest, compared to those nobles who are in contact with each other in private, he is actually more inclined to your side... although there are some conflicts of ideas between you."
"I don't have much ill feelings towards Vishak, Lord Windsor."
Varian put down the report in his hand a little tiredly. He rubbed his eyes and whispered:
"Actually, I have no ill feelings toward most of the nobles in the kingdom. Although they try their best to limit my power, I know that this is just human nature. No one wants to have something taken away from them.
What's more, it is the power that can make people lose themselves, so this is not a personal grudge..."
"The only thing I feel guilty about is that so many people lost their lives and blood in the things I did for this country."
Varian put his hands in front of his eyes. Those hands were extremely clean and covered with calluses from holding the sword. However, in the eyes of the king, these hands were exuding rich blood, which was blood that could never be washed away in his lifetime.
Windsor thought that his king had become a little sentimental, and he wanted to comfort Varian, but after a moment, the king stood up and walked to the window. From his position, he could clearly see the servants of the palace.
, is desperately cleaning the blood flowing on the stone slab, but it seems that the blood cannot be wiped clean no matter what.
"But I don't regret it, and I won't stop what I'm doing because of this guilt."
The king whispered:
"My adoptive father, Emperor Lothar, has always wanted to reform the empire, but he was born at the wrong time. He devoted his life to this empire. How can we let him down? I am just doing what he has not finished yet.
..This is a just thing. I know in my heart that what I did is right and I am on the side of justice."
"Well"
Windsor looked at the king's back in the dusk with a gentle look, and he said happily:
"Your appearance reminds me of King Lion. When faced with the invasion of the Kingdom of Stormwind by the orcs, he also hesitated, but in the end he did not abandon his people and escape alone. He also said that in order to uphold justice,
, we must make sacrifices... But, you know? What you just said actually reminds me of another person."
"Oh? Who?"
Varian turned around, a smile flashed across his face. It was obvious that he knew who the old marshal was talking about. The king looked at Windsor, who shrugged:
"Tyrion. Blade of the Dawn, one thing he always talks about is..."Our cause is just." It's hard to imagine, right? Your Majesty Varian, a true demon king in his heart
He firmly believes that he is doing something just, and considering the current status of federal civilization, his so-called justice may not be a joke..."
"So I sometimes respect him, Lord Windsor."
Varian nodded, and he reached out and picked up his special-shaped long sword. The kingdom's swordsmith forged a very exquisite scabbard for this imperial sword, allowing Varian to hold it in his hand without the need for time.
Carry this sword behind your back.
The king held his sword and reached out to push Windsor's wheelchair. The two of them walked in the passage of the palace. Varian whispered to his most trusted subordinate and old friend who had experienced trials:
"I just transformed a kingdom in such a cruel way, and it put me under such terrible pressure..."
"Tyrion is using a more cruel way to transform the entire world. If he also has a heart and emotions, then his pressure is probably ten times or even a hundred times more than mine. Just from this will, he is worth it.
I respect...and, learn."
Windsor smiled and did not comment on Varian's words. As the king walked in the palace, he was still the same as before, nodding slightly to everyone he met, and wherever he went
, the palace servants also respectfully cleared the way for the king as in the past, Varian did not care about this, but Windsor keenly felt from the trembling bodies of those servants, these people's concern for Varian.
Another emotion besides respect...
fear!
This king, who was always gentle to everyone, killed at least nearly 200 nobles in his court today, not because of anger or personal emotions, but because of a law issued by the king.
, to be honest, this is more terrifying than executing 200 civilians.
But Windsor doesn't think this fear is a bad thing...
Being respected and feared are both qualities that a qualified ruler should have, and an excellent ruler like Varian should have both. For a ruler, the fear of his subjects is also the same.
A very useful weapon, especially for what Varian is about to do.
On the main church square of New Stormwind City, almost the entire city's civilians had gathered here. Amid the bustle of people, it seemed that something very important was about to happen.
And in the center of the square, a tall building was standing there. It was not a sacred sculpture representing the Holy Light, nor was it some kind of symbol praising the royal power. It was something that made people feel even more frightened.
It consists of two strong wooden stakes. A heavy and sharp guillotine is hung on the beam. The thick blade is triangular. Under the dusk sunlight, the blade shines with a chilling light. This wooden stake is full of
It is three meters high, and under the wooden stake is a special execution platform. The executioners with cold faces and red masks hold chains and fix the guillotine at the highest point.
Anyone with a slight understanding of engineering can imagine from this terrifying shape that once the guillotine suddenly falls, the neck of the prisoner placed on the image table will be smoothly cut open in an instant.
You can't even feel the pain, and you will pass away while the blood spurts out.
Under the execution platform, all the civilians in New Stormwind City were in a strangely happy posture. Earlier today, they discovered the "Affirmative Action Act" posted at every street corner. Compared with the border areas in southern Xinjiang,
In the royal capital, there are guards loyal to the king at every street corner, loudly explaining the meaning of this law to the people around them. The people of New Stormwind City are also people from the metropolis after all, and they do not understand the inner meaning of this law.
are more profound than civilians elsewhere.
They knew very clearly that the good days of the noble men were coming to an end...
In the afternoon, an even more explosive news came. His Majesty the King was going to behead several prominent nobles in the country at dusk. This was really big news. After lunch, people in various districts
I spontaneously rushed to the church square. The atmosphere was very chaotic for a while, but fortunately, there were king's guards on duty here in advance and the clergy of the cathedral were looking after me, so there was no big trouble.
"The king is here! Your Majesty is here!"
"His Majesty Varian left the palace and came to personally preside over this ceremony!"
That kind of emotion, whether it was cheering or weird anticipation, spread among the crowd. Although it was almost dusk, this warm emotion did not cool down as the sun set in the west, until Varian Uri
This strange passion reached its climax at this moment when King En appeared on the platform above the church square and waved to the people.
The people who have been given various powers may not know what that power means, but they at least know that the nobles have been taking things from them, and this king has been giving them things... This is enough for them.
The people have a simple gratitude and admiration for Varian.
Amid the cheers of the people, Varian rejected the manuscript handed to him by his servants. In today's storm of change in the new era that he had personally started, he did not need these carefully prepared rhetoric. He had some turmoil in his heart.
"My people! People of Stormwind City! People of the Kingdom of Stormwind! I am Varian Wrynn, the king of this country and you, but from today on, I will become a symbol...
It represents the power of the king and the nobility that have gone away."
"A lot of people think I'm crazy!"
His Majesty the King's voice echoed in the church square. The noise of the people was still there, but it was much quieter. Many people raised their eyes to the sky to listen to the speech of their King. Some young people even had faces full of admiration.
Looking at Varian, he wished he could join the king's side now.
"Many nobles called me a traitor before they died! I know... As the largest noble in the Kingdom of Stormwind, I betrayed my class. I personally initiated a liquidation of the nobles, and even gave up the king's rights because of it.
Power, but this...it's worth it!"
Varian shared his inner thoughts with the people who listened to his speech. At this moment, he was more like a leader who grew up among the people than a king, and he was more suitable to be a people than those pretentious nobles.
leader.
"We gave up the blood inheritance of the nobility, we gave up the magnificent history of the Kingdom of Stormwind in the past, we no longer defined ourselves by the great deeds of our ancestors, but poured more hope into what we can do in the future...
The great deeds of our ancestors belong to our ancestors, and our lives and the future of the kingdom need to be practiced by ourselves."
"Unfortunately, the nobles are standing in front of the wheel of history, and I have to give up on them... just to seek a better country that is more worthy of our efforts and efforts, a country where all people can live.
A freer and more prosperous society, a perfect era imagined by Emperor Lothar and planned for us..."
"I am not here as King Varian Wrynn! My friends, my brothers and sisters!"
Varian took off the small crown on his head. Under the gaze of the people, he placed the crown in the box in the hands of the attendant. He opened his arms and said in a deep voice:
"Today, I come here as a free citizen of the Kingdom of Stormwind, as a symbol of the head of state, a Varian Wrynn who stands with you and the people... to bid farewell to the last nobles."
"I have brought freedom and equality into this country!"
"From now on, no one can take them away from us!"
The moment the king's words fell, the whole square burst into cheers. The king voluntarily gave up his crown, but a crown of the people's heart was placed on the king's head. Everyone cheered Varian Wrynn's death.
Name, imprint this name into your own spirit and soul.
"Execution!"
The Chaldean archbishop, who was dressed in black and stood beside the king with a verdict in hand, made a gesture. The next moment, a fat nobleman wearing a gorgeous robe with his hands trapped was escorted to the execution platform.
Count Nelson was captured by Countess Presto. Under the gaze of the people, the Chaldean priest opened the verdict book in his hand, and his deep voice sounded at this moment:
"Casa Nelson, the former lord and hereditary earl of Salt Mine County in the Kingdom of Stormwind. In the past eight years, at least 200 of the 438 disappearances recorded in Salt Mine County have been found to be related to this earl. He has been involved in the past four years.
In the middle of the year, he embezzled a total of 2.3 million gold coins in taxes belonging to the country and the people, and occupied the land of 546 citizens for illegal mining of salt mines. He also conducted private trade with goblin black traders in Gadgetzan, and armed more than 100,000 gold coins.
1,300 private soldiers intend to split the country..."
"With the power granted to me by the Holy See of Holy Light and the Council of Storms, I hereby declare!"
"Casa Nelson...death penalty!"
The gagged nobleman was pressed on the guillotine by two executioners. After the rags were removed from his mouth, his sharp howling like a wild boar rose to the sky, filled with endless resentment:
"Varian! Varian! You damn traitor! Pig! Nothing you have done will be forgotten by the other nobles! The entire empire will become your enemy! You and your untouchables will be executed! I
Will be in hell! I will be waiting for you in hell!!”
"Varian! I'm in Hell! Waiting for you!"
There was no trace of aristocratic temperament in this dying counterattack, and his vicious voice aroused the inner anger of the people, but it was also like the most perfect ending of this ceremony, with countless people waving their fists high in the excitement of the crowd.
Shouting, the shouts of tens of millions of people gradually merged into a roaring and echoing voice:
"Execute him!"
"Off with his head!"
"Kill him!"
Amid the roars of the people, the executioner loosened his chains.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"
In the rapid swing of the black chain, the heavy guillotine roared and chopped off. Nelson's head was chopped off easily. At the moment when the headless body spurted out blood, the roar of the people reached its peak.
And Varian, in this carnival-like noise, looked at the still twitching corpse indifferently, and sneered in his heart:
"Waiting for me in hell? Are you kidding me?"
"With Tyrion's acting style, where can you, a vicious and dirty soul like you who does all kinds of evil, still have the opportunity to watch a show in a relaxed way?"
