At the coronation ceremony at the port of Baita City, the ceremony that had just been interrupted continued a few minutes later.

With the sound of a low horn sounding again, everyone on the viewing platform turned their eyes to the entrance of the Cathedral of Light, and the moment they saw the Alsaces, Liam and Garin walking out of the church under the arch of the cathar knights, the eyes of the dwarven queen Moira suddenly flashed.

"The empire is really going to be unified."

The scheming female dwarf squinted her eyes and quickly calculated in her heart, when she hadn't seen the envoys of other kingdoms before, Moira guessed that Varian's coronation should not be welcomed by the nobles of other kingdoms, and this time the Holy Light Pope forcibly pushed forward the coronation ceremony despite the opposition of the nobles, which was strange in itself.

With Moira's political sense, it is not difficult for her to find that maybe after Varian becomes the emperor, the human empire will usher in a wave of civil strife, which may temporarily weaken the power of the empire, but once Varian quells those civil strife and truly establishes a strong centralized empire, then the power that the human empire has been suppressed because of division will erupt in a volcanic manner.

At that time, the empire was firmly united internally, and with the help of the industrial movement vigorously promoted by Varian, it was able to truly begin to compete with the rising Federation and become the first-class power in Azeroth.

During this period of chaos in the empire, Moira had planned to make the power of the Council of the Six Hammers stand with the empire, and use the low period of the empire to establish a real alliance with the new emperor, so as to expand the influence of the dwarven kingdom, and then vigorously develop commerce with the federation, and close the relationship with another human force, and it is best to return the dwarves and humans to the state of almost brothers in the past.

In this way, with the help of the alliance between the two major forces of the empire and the federation, the dwarven kingdom, which is now in decline, can also become a pivotal force in the Azeroth civilization as quickly as possible.

However, judging from the current situation, Varian's luck is really good.

The fact that these kings came here in person shows that they are willing to accept Varian's rule, which also shows that they have disconnected themselves from the old nobles in their respective kingdoms, which means that the time for Varian to integrate the power of the empire will be greatly shortened, and with the help of the kings, it is likely that the empire will not need to go through civil strife, and it will smoothly enter the adaptation period.

"This situation... It's really unpredictable. ”

The dwarven queen Moira rubbed her forehead, there was too little information available for her to make a judgment about the new situation, so the queen decided not to make a decision for now, and then take a look.

On the other side, the orc chief Thrall saw three kings and one queen appear on the ceremonial stage, and the orc's brows were also furrowed, although the orcs and humans signed a peace covenant, but on the edge of the orc power, the rise of a united human empire will obviously make the orcs feel extreme pressure, not to mention, the blood feud between the two races wants to be forgotten, it will take a long time, which makes Thrall have to be deeply worried.

This orc does want peace, but he is not stupid, he is not blindfolded by the light of peace, he is also a leader, he is well aware of the diplomatic status between forces, determined by the strength of both sides, once the human empire rises rapidly, in case one day, human beings recall the hatred with the orcs, at that time, in the face of the close, united and terrifying human legion, how can the orcs resist?

"Hmm... Looks like it's time to hurry up and talk to the minotaurs and trolls about forming a real "big tribe". ”

Sal rubbed his chin and made up his mind in his heart.

The true unification of the human empire is just around the corner, in order to deal with this secret threat, the original loose alliance must be promoted to a closer brotherly alliance, it is best to let the orcs, minotaurs and trolls form a real country governed by three races like the human empire, instead of the current clan system, if the wild boar people can also be included in the system of this big tribe, then at least at the geopolitical level, it can form a clamp on the human empire!

This is not hostility, but a good leader, prepared for anything that may happen in the future.

"Great! A completely united nation! ”

The goblin merchants celebrated with their crowns from their seats, and they cheered to each other:

"A bigger business market, no messy tariffs, no troubles from those damn villains, a better business system, and we'll make more money! It's great! Long live His Majesty Varian! ”

But after a few minutes of cheering, the goblin representatives from different consortia became hostile to each other again, a commercial market has a limit in vastness, and now it depends on which consortium can enter the empire faster.

And in fact, it was not only the dwarves, orcs, and goblins who had judged the situation, but even the representatives of the Viku people behind the viewing platform were whispering.

"Look! Tyrrell, I have heard that these are the kings of the human race, and they are coming to congratulate their emperor. ”

A female Viku man in leather armor and carrying a shield and spear said to the bald man beside her:

"Look at their little arms and legs, it's hard to believe that these are the most powerful leaders in the Human Empire... Oh, that witch looks like she's pretty good at fighting. ”

"No, Shuria, I've heard that the kings of the human kingdom are not the best warriors, they choose kings according to bloodline."

The bald Tyrell was a well-read Veku warrior, and he introduced his somewhat savage brethren to the following:

"It is said that human beings will divide each other's classes according to the purity of each other's bloodline, and powerful warriors will also be forced to become weak warriors because their bloodlines are not pure enough, what a strange tradition, but that human emperor is different, even if it is so far away, I can feel that it is a real warrior, and I heard that his bloodline is also quite noble, it is said that it comes directly from the bloodline of the king of barbarians, that is, the bloodline of our Viku people!"

"No wonder he can be emperor."

The other Viku youths nodded their heads, and they said noisily:

"It turns out that the blood of our Viku people is flowing, so this means that the emperor is our own person? After the ceremony, should we invite him to drink? ”

"Hmm..."

The bald Tyrell scratched his scalp, and he thought it was a good idea, so he nodded and said to the others:

"Then go to our ship, bring out the best wine, we have a good drink with this emperor, if he is really as brave as the legend says, we can invite him to our holy land, the elders are discussing how to fit into this world, if this emperor is really a warrior, then I think, he is the best choice for us Viku."

Of course, Varian standing on the podium didn't know about these discussions, but he was probably willing to drink with the straightforward Viku people, but for now, he had more important things to do.

Amid the sound of trumpets and music, and the fluttering of petals and streamers, Varian and the Pope stood in front of the ceremonial platform, looking at the three emperors and a queen who were walking towards them.

Varian looked at these friends in front of him, he originally thought that they would not come, but fate gave him a big surprise.

His gaze swept over Garin's cheeks, over the scars on Liam's face, over the boy Gianna was holding in her arms, and finally on Arthas, his younger brother, who was not related by blood, but who always believed that Arthas would not be on his side by the temptation of power, and in this moment, Varian knew that he was right to insist.

Alsace did not disappoint him.

"Your crown is good, Varian."

Garin was the first to walk towards Varian, and while the people watched, the king looked at Varian, and then glanced at the replica crown on the tray behind Varian, he took a deep breath, and then, in a burst of exclamations, got down on one knee in front of Varian, and with both hands removed the quaint, iron, and even slightly rough crown of thorns that he was wearing on the top of his head, and he handed it to Varian with both hands, and said:

"But the crown is not for you, it's too ornate, it's as hypocritical as the history written by us nobles, Varian, use this."

"The crown that has been passed down from generation to generation in Stormgard comes from our common ancestor Soladin the Great 2,800 years ago, I can't confirm whether this crown was worn by Soladin the Great himself, but I believe that this belongs to the weight of the history of human civilization, and it is very suitable for an emperor destined to be great... And, you definitely look better with it! ”

Garin's behavior made the old Pope can't help but raise his eyebrows, and Varian realized a different meaning from Garin's words, he didn't hesitate, immediately stretched out his hand, took the crown from Garin's hand, and then put it on the tray beside him, he stretched out his hand and supported Garin:

"Thank you for coming here, Your Majesty Garin..."

"No, don't call me Your Majesty, there is only one Your Majesty here, and that is you."

Garin winked at Varian, and he said:

"I've given you the crown, Varian, I'm not a king anymore..."

Before Varian could react, Arthas followed in Garin's footsteps, he looked at his brother, he smiled at Varian, and then also knelt down on one knee and handed the scroll in his hand, Varian took the scroll and opened it, it was full of dense names, all of them were nobles with names and surnames in Lordaeron, Arthas said:

"This is a decree signed by the Council of Lordaeron Nobles to dissolve the Council of Nobles, Varian, I wanted to solve those troubles on my own, but then I found out that you may be more experienced than me in this matter, so, all this is up to you."

Seeing the scroll, Varian breathed a sigh of relief, and he closed the scroll, and he said to Arthas solemnly:

"Wrapped up in me, my brother!"

Arthas nodded, he glanced at Garin beside him, then took the crown from his head with both hands and handed it to Varian, this action caused the people to cheer again, and at this point, even the dullest people knew the meaning of the king's action...

From then on, the empire had only one emperor, His Majesty, and the other kings, that is... The empire is not only unified in form, it will truly restore the state of the Alaso Empire 2,800 years ago, and truly return to the centralized system.

"I didn't agree with you before, Varian."

Liam was the third to walk up to Varian, he got down on one knee, he looked at His Majesty the Emperor in front of him, and he said:

"I feel like I'm capable of running for the throne of the Emperor too, but... It turns out that I didn't, I'm not a proper ruler, the King's Crown is a heavy burden for me, I'm sorry, I left you with a mess called Gilness, but I'm sure you can restore it to its most perfect form. ”

"I promise, Gilneth will restore it to its glory!"

Varian earnestly made a promise to Liam,

Liam nodded, he took off his crown and handed it to Varian, and behind him, Count Goldfrey handed Liam something to Liam, and Liam gave it to Varian with both hands, it was a scepter, not luxurious, and there was a little blood on it, it looked inconspicuous, but Varian recognized it at a glance.

"This is..."

"This is the scepter used by the Emperor of Lothar for his coronation... Now, I will return it to its rightful owner! ”

When Varian took over the scepter of the previous emperor, the entire square was plunged into a sea of truly boiling cheers, and there were some surprises in this coronation ceremony, but this instead pushed it to new heights.

It doesn't matter how lavish or simple the ceremony is! The people who participate in the ceremony are the most important!

And today, these commoners have witnessed the true unity of the Empire, and this alone is enough to make the troubadour sing for a thousand years!

The last to come to Varian is Gianna, the princess of Kul Tiras, whose son is being held in the arms of Alsace's sister, Princess Galia, and Gianna has nothing in her hands...

No crowns, no gifts, not even promises.

All she could bring was the goodwill of the Proudmoor family, and only the kindness of her and her mother, Gianna knelt on one knee with her staff, she looked at Varian, and she said with some regret:

"I'm sorry, Varian, I didn't get the crown back of Kul Tiras, but I can assure you that it will soon be in your hands..."

"Kurtilas, always a member of the Empire, please believe us, the Children of the Sea will never betray the Empire!"

"I believe in you, Anna."

Varian shook his head, and he smiled at Gianna and said:

"I don't really care if you get the crown back, Anna, it doesn't matter, having you at today's ceremony is enough for me! I've beaten Drake before, and I can beat him again... But not because he won't give you the crown, but because, that bastard made my sister cry. ”

Varian's words made the tears in Gianna's eyes unable to hold back any longer, her biological brother disappointed her, but Varian gave her brother-like care, perhaps it is because of Varian's temperament that so many people can be willing to take the lead for him.

"Get up, guys!"

Varian took a step back, his adoptive father's scepter in his hand, and he exclaimed:

"You are not only my courtiers, but also my best brothers and sisters, just as I signed a decree to relinquish my power in the Stormwind Kingdom, and I assure you that as long as the legacy of the empire remains, I will not raise the butcher's knife against my brothers and my own people..."

"Cheers to the Empire! It is endured by the selfless dedication of the warriors and heroes, and it is reborn... You are the warriors! You are the heroes! ”

"Smack"

After Varian finished speaking, the trumpets and chants rang out, and to the cheers of countless people, the Pope raised the ancient crown of the kingdom of Stormgard and placed it on the top of Varian's head, while Garin and Arthas raised their fists at the same time and shouted in a heroic voice:

"Today is a glorious day, and today, we are here to salute you! Your Majesty the Great Emperor! ”

"For Emperor Varian!"

"In order to... Imperial! Fupin Chinese