Harbor of Whitetower, Cathedral of Light, Gianna and Arthas were coming out of the Pope's room, and behind them, the old man could no longer speak, despite the Priest of Light, the Priest of the Luna, the Druids and the Shaman, and even the power of a Naru projected here, despite all the healing power gathered throughout Azeroth, they were unable to bring back the Pope's life.

His body is already old, and more importantly, after persisting in the coronation, the venerable old man himself may not want to live.

He's seen too many big things, he's tired.

Perhaps tomorrow morning, the Pope will be called by the Light and leave this world once and for all.

Countless people wept for it, and outside the Cathedral of Light, in the square where it had not yet been put away and arranged, densely packed with believers holding candles in their hands, praying for the Pope, or... See off.

"This life under the crown of Faao is really magnificent."

Alsace closed the door of his room with some sadness, and said to his wife:

"His private morality, like his life, has no stain, and even in the face of death, he still unifies the empire with his own hands, but he can't see the grand scene of the future, and his departure is destined to become the most regrettable tragedy of this era."

"Yes, this is a respectable old man."

Gianna looked in a bad mood, not only because of the Pope's dying, she took her husband's hand and walked down the aisle of the church, she was silent and did not speak, and Arthas could also feel the annoyance in his wife's heart, he also remained silent, holding his wife's waist, and the two walked back to their temporary room.

Tomorrow, they will return to Lordaeron, and with them will be Prime Minister Eberlock, who has just been appointed as the legacy of the Imperial nobility, and a group of administrators who had participated in the storm.

Obviously, these officials, whose hands were stained with the blood of the nobles, did not go to Lordaeron not to take a leave of absence or to spread the greatness of His Majesty the Emperor, but to deal with some of the last thorny affairs for Emperor Varian.

Ruling a big country is like cooking a small fresh, Varian is very aware of the current situation in the empire, he can't directly move the reform plan of the Stormwind Kingdom to the entire empire, the reason why he was able to deal with the domestic nobles so quickly back then, in addition to careful planning, is also because he himself is the king of the destiny of the Stormwind Kingdom, and the people of the kingdom will instinctively follow him, but his current position as emperor is not stable, so setting off a large-scale liquidation will only make the internal form of the empire more complicated.

Varian needs to come up with a completely different plan, and now, the entire Stormwind Council's thinkers, and those who are willing to serve the new empire, are urgently negotiating in the Winter Palace of Stormwind to come up with a plan in the shortest possible time, and the field marshal of Stormwind has also assembled an army to respond to a possible civil war at any time.

But this has little to do with the Alsates, at least tonight, they can still sleep well with their children, and tomorrow's troubles will be left to tomorrow.

However, when Arthas opened the door, he unexpectedly saw a figure that should not be here, and Gianna, who was beside him, exclaimed:

"Tamred! What are you doing here? And the elves around you, who is that? Why is she wearing my clothes? ”

"Sister, be quieter! My nephew just fell asleep. ”

Holding his little nephew Tanrid. Prodmore turned around, the gloomy aura on his face had disappeared, and in Gianna's eyes, his younger brother who used to be humorous and light-hearted and didn't like to be tied down seemed to be back, and this change seemed to be inseparable from the somewhat nervous elf beside him.

And in the silent inquiry of his sister's eyes, Tannred smiled and handed his sleeping little nephew in his arms to his father Arthas, and then reached out to hold the elf's slender waist and introduced himself to his sister:

"This is Tiana, my wife, I just came back, so I brought her to meet you, oh yes, we will have a wedding in 7 days, you and brother-in-law must come and bring my nephew with you!"

"Tiana?"

Gianna had certainly heard of the name, and it was said that it was because of the elf's death in Azhara's attack on the Night Elves that her brother's mind changed dramatically, but didn't it mean that the elf was dead? So why is she here again? Still wearing Gianna's clothes?

"That's right, sister."

Sensing his wife's nervousness, he kissed Tiana on the cheek and explained to his sister:

"Tiana was indeed thrown into the deep sea at that time, but when she was about to die, she was saved by our father, but because of the lack of oxygen and heavy water pressure for a long time, she was in a very bad physical condition, and fell into a coma, and she has been sleeping in a federal hospital for several years, we all thought she was dead, but she was actually alive, which is the best gift that the Holy Light has given me."

As he spoke, Tannred glanced at his wife's robe, and said to Gianna with some embarrassment:

"Because Tiana is a Luna priest, she can't enter the Cathedral of Light without being summoned, so I found a set of your clothes in your closet and changed it for her, you shouldn't mind, right?"

"Well, of course I don't mind."

Gianna still has some doubts, she is a mage, she knows the limits of mortals, even if Tiana is a night elf, she can't survive the kind of storm that Eshara and Naga set off at that time, there may be something that happened to this elf that Thanred doesn't know, but this doubt is not suitable to be raised on this occasion.

She stepped forward very naturally, took the initiative to take the hand of the nervous elf Tiana, and secretly sensed the body and soul of the elf in front of her with magic power, and found nothing abnormal, Gianna said to Tiana:

"Come, follow me, this outfit is not for you, it will make you look old-fashioned, I also brought a few clothes, let's try them out."

In the face of Gianna's kindness, Miss Xingge's nervousness also faded a little, and she glanced at Tamrid, and she whispered:

"Thank you, ma'am."

"No, don't call me Madam."

Gianna smiled and said:

"Call me sister."

With that, she led the elven maiden to the cloakroom of the room, and at that moment, as if remembering something, he said to his sister:

"Sister, Drake is here, too, and he's here now, talking to Emperor Varian."

"Him?"

Gianna's face immediately became gloomy, and obviously, she had not forgotten that she had been expelled by this brother, and she said in an unkind tone:

"What is he here for? To provoke? Or are you here to submit a war report? ”

"No, listen to me, Anna."

Tenred sighed, and he explained in a low voice:

"This matter is very complicated, but believe me, everything that has happened in the past few days is not what Drake really wants to do, he was affected by the power of Enzos, but just a few hours ago, my father personally went to Kul Tiras, dispersed the evil magic on Drake's body, and brought him back to his senses, the specific things, I will explain to you slowly later."

At this, Tannred's expression became sad, and he took something out of his bosom, which was a necklace made of Mithril, decorated with blue gems, and with a very solemn gesture, Tannred tied the necklace around the neck of the little prince in Arthas's arms, and he turned his back to Gianna and said in a deep voice:

"This is a gift from his father to his grandson... Anna, whose father said he was on a great mission and that he would not see us again, asked Drake to tell us that he loved us. ”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became sad, and Gianna, who was originally angry and dissatisfied with her brother, was also a little overwhelmed by the news that her father Dai Lin was gone forever. Xingge sensed Gianna's sadness, and the Luna priest gently patted Gianna on the back and comforted his sister.

And Arthas was also a little touched when he saw this sad scene, he did not want to see his wife's sad appearance, so he forcibly changed the subject, he stretched out his hand, and stroked the jewel pendant around his son's neck, and he saw the light and shadow surging like the sea in the blue jewel, and the reflection of the keel warship suspended above the sea, and he whispered:

"Is this a gift from Her Excellency Dai Lin? It's beautiful..."

When Tannred looked up, he saw that Arthas's finger was about to touch the lower edge of the gem, where there was a miniature magic circle, and he screamed:

"Nope! Don't touch that! ”

But it was too late, Arthas's fingers touched the miniature magic array, and the holy light between him became a little dim at this moment, as if a little magic power was injected into the magic circle, and the next moment, with the roar of the sea, a huge black shadow was about to jump into this room, and Gianna, who was quick in sight, immediately launched a large-scale teleportation, teleporting everyone in the room to the outer sea of the White Tower City Harbor.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the dragon bone battleship that was repaired by Dai Lin himself, from the abyss of the underworld, and had been used by Hella to transport souls between the two realms, the huge and hideous, mighty and terrifying Nagfar battleship, smashed into the dark waters below like a meteor falling from the sky.

Arthas's eyes widened as he looked at the jewel pendant in his hand, in which the projection belonging to the battleship had disappeared, and he turned his head and stammered to Tanred:

"It's... Is this a real ship? How did Lord Dai Lin put it in my son's necklace? How could he give something so dangerous to a baby? ”

"Don't be stupid!"

Tannred glared fiercely at his brother-in-law, and he said:

"This is the best blessing of the people of Kul Tiras for their children, and every man of Kul Tilas must have a boat of his own! This is the best gift my father has ever made for his grandson! ”

"One of the best warships in the world! And you, you hairy idiot, you almost ruined the entire cathedral just now! ”

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While Mr. and Mrs. Alsace and Mr. and Mrs. Tanred were holding their children to "admire" the battleship, in the meeting room of the Cathedral of Light, Varian. Wrynn, who is belatedly speaking, is talking to Drake. Proudmore spoke.

Emperor Varian looked at the silent King Drake in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze, and then at the crown that Drake had placed on his table, like a belated celebration.

"I thought you wouldn't come, I thought I needed to beat you up again before you handed over the crown."

Varian's fingers, caressing the crown of the Kul Tiras's legacy, he could feel a hint of belonging to the sea, and he whispered:

"I really planned to finish the business at hand, and go to Kul Tiras to find you, and give Anna a vent, that's my sister too, and you! You made her cry! It's unforgivable! ”

"It was an accident, Varian."

A haggard Drake said:

"I don't want to talk to you about these things now, I'll go over and apologize later, I just want to know now, what are you going to do with the remaining nobles within the empire? Do you want to kill them all in one go? ”

"Nope! I'm not that stupid. ”

Varian leaned back in his chair, the newly appointed Emperor already feeling the pressure to hold the empire up, and he played with a cigar in his hand, and said:

"Before you came, I talked to Arthas, Garin, and Liam, as well as the nobles who knew the general about it, and I can't do what I did in the Stormwind Kingdom over the whole empire, it will only exacerbate the chaos and cornering the swinging little nobles, and they will fight back, and that means the empire will experience turmoil, which is not what I want to see."

"So, I'll deal with it differently, I don't have a complete plan yet, but..."

Varian coughed lightly:

"I may keep the title of nobility, just the title and the necessary private property, the so-called duke, earl, baron, etc., they will all become a title of honor, without any real power, do not occupy land, in essence, the person who holds these titles is no different from other citizens in status, maybe I will give their descendants the right to participate in politics, but the premise is that they must pass the imperial official examination!"

"It's no different from taking their lives if you do that."

Drake whispered:

"But that's your business, I don't care, I want to ask, what are you going to do with us? I mean, the four kings, and the relationship with the Federation, what are you going to do with it? ”

"Ah, I will sign a real peace agreement with the Federation, which has been agreed by His Excellency Van Cleve, the Empire and the Federation will end the superficial confrontational relationship, the two sides will still compete, but there will be no real war, only competition can bring long-term vitality, that is also the future of human civilization, continue to develop in a solid twin system!"

"The federal government is willing to issue visas to the people of the empire, and we also have to prepare passports for the people, and then the two sides will cooperate and visit at the level of navigation, trade, and politics, and learn from each other, which is a long process of adaptation, but from then on, the people of the empire want to go back to their ancestral land on the eastern continent, and there will be no more obstacles."

"And as for you, I will take your title of king."

Varian bluntly said:

"You will become the Grand Duke, it will still be an honorary title, but I will appoint you as the guardian of the Empire, just like the Governor of the Federation, you will become a member of the Congress and the administrative system of this country, but the separation between countries will be removed, I have not yet thought about what to do, but I am sure that in the future, there will be no distinction between the Lordaerons, the Highlanders, the Children of the Sea and the Gilnesians in the Empire, and the geographical division will no longer be a reason for the division of the Empire, and the ancient heritage will be unified again."

"My people will have only one name..."

"Imperial!"