Chapter 596 57.Lothar's shock·The tastes of the ancestors are quite mixed - more updates[35]
(Additional update for "SpongeBob of the Deep Sea" brother [3/5])
Eastern Continent here, Lothar just finished an award ceremony.
Seventeen commanders who performed outstandingly in the battle of Northern Borderlands were officially promoted to generals of the empire, while Sir Uther, Danath·Thorbeinn and Bolvar Fordragon Grand Duke were awarded the rank of "marshal". They were stationed in the northern, central and southern parts of the empire respectively, and were in charge of military strategies in their respective regions.
This is just a temporary division while the war is not yet over. The generals who participated in the award ceremony today are all whispering that when the empire's territory is determined, that is, when Kul Tiras is officially recovered, more lucky people will be promoted to marshals.
After all, the territory of the Strom'kar Empire is too big.
From north to south, almost two-thirds of the continent is owned by the empire. The combined territory of the seven kingdoms was once so large that it could not be managed by three marshals, even if it were divided into three.
The kings of various places will be demoted to dukes, but the real title of "Guardian of the Empire" is granted, which basically means that most of the powers of the kings will not be immediately removed after the nominal unification. After all, centralization of power must be done slowly, and it is easy to cause big trouble if it is done too hastily.
Lothar's plan for this is to take back part of the administrative power and all military power before he dies of old age, and leave the rest to his heirs.
Under this premise, Lothar must ensure that every marshal and general it seals out must be loyal to the empire, and must also deal with the positioning of Dalaran, a special city-state in the empire. A Floating City with extremely strong military power is enough to ensure the empire's military power projection at any time.
Lothar doesn't like doing this kind of thing.
Essentially, he is not a person who likes power, but he knows that he cannot act on his own initiative.
Now that you have taken this position, you must fulfill your duties.
"Marshal! My Stonewall Brigade and Warriors and I are eager to contribute to the empire."
General Blackmoore walked up to Lothar with a majestic Human Form stride.
This guy who had just got the coveted general position was so excited that he wanted to lead his troops to kill Kul Tiras immediately and use the heads of the cultists there as a stepping stone to his military promotion.
Before he became a general, he only thought about becoming a general. After becoming a general, more ideas emerged.
The empire has been decided, and the previous title system should also be changed!
Especially the disaster here at Northern Borderlands has caused many nobles to lose their families and their families, and there are too many unclaimed lands.
In this case, I have to think about my family. Even if he is the only one left in the Blackmoore family, why should a man worry about not having a wife?
If I could become a marshal and be granted a title, wouldn't this be how a great aristocratic family was established?
At this time, he said to Lothar sincerely:
"Please allow us to be the vanguard of liberating Kul Tiras! After my Warriors heard about what the cultists did in Kul Tiras, everyone was excited! As devout walkers of Holy Light, how could we allow the damn evil spirits of the void to be so rampant on the land of the empire?"
"However, the quota for the vanguard army has been determined."
Lothar has been fighting for a lifetime, how could he not know what this werewolf general is thinking?
He hesitated and said:
"The vanguard army to be sent to the Drustvar Mountains is already full, and there is really no room left, but if you really want to contribute to the empire, I can send you to another place.
Have you heard of "Mechagon Island"?"
General Blackmoore was not disappointed by this inquiry. On the contrary, he was filled with secret joy.
Marshal Lothar has his direct descendants Seventh Legion and Stormwind Army. Being a vanguard is not something that a commander like himself who "joined halfway" can do, but as long as he can go to Kul Tiras, when the war starts, he can still find opportunities to earn a lot of military glory.
General Blackmoore is very confident in his experience in finding fighter aircraft.
"Oh, it seems those "steel relatives" of the dwarfs are over there?"
The werewolf raised his eyebrows and said:
"I heard the noisy dwarf quartermaster of Stonewall Brigade brag that Mechagnomes is their kin, and they made the most advanced Mechanical City in the world in Mechagon, and that place is further west on the coast of Kul Tiras."
"Yes, the two places are not far apart. It's just that the Mechagnomess' islands have wonderful technological equipment that can interfere with the investigation, so they have never been exposed to the Kul Tiras people."
Lothar looked around and whispered:
"You take Stonewall Brigade there to support Master Craftsman Gelbin Mekkatorque and help the dwarves solve a series of problems caused by Mechagnomes. This is the empire's special care for the dwarf friends. We humans and dwarfs have always been the best friends.
They are about to take action and are lacking a strong attack force. Stonewall Brigade is very suitable.
However, the technological development of the empire is a top priority, so if there is an opportunity, I hope that you can also bring back some precious knowledge to the engineers of the empire.
Of course, all this must be performed without affecting the diplomatic relations between the empire and the gnomes.
Do you understand what I mean?"
The werewolf general blinked.
He understands so well.
Isn't this just "stealing technology"?
This time I had to do "spy" work, which made the werewolf Blackmoore even more excited.
Well, don't get me wrong, he doesn't have any special hobbies. After giving up drinking because of his oath, this guy focused on his career and was as upright as a paladin.
His excitement was that he smelled the smell of "great achievements". Who said that you can't make outstanding achievements repeatedly on the secret front?
We Blackmoore are a brick of the empire, we can move them wherever the empire needs us!
So Blackmoore quickly agreed, and Lothar told him to go back to Durnholde Keep to recuperate, and soon someone from SI:7 would take the initiative to find him.
Just a few minutes after Blackmoore left, a portal opened near the school grounds. As Lothar and Bolvar Fordragon Grand Duke watched in surprise, Sun King Kael'thas strode over with a serious expression.
By his side is Lothar's girlfriend, the future empress of the empire Commodore Daenerys.
"Daelin has news over there."
Daenerys stepped forward and whispered to her husband:
"He encountered the advance army sent by the Arathi Empire by chance during a storm. The other party invited you and His Majesty Kael'thas to immediately go to the island where they are currently located."
"Huh? Arathi Empire is actually true? Sure enough, every word of Diakum the Saint has deep meaning."
Lothar was surprised at first, and then his face showed unconcealable joy, but then he asked:
"Storm Sea is on the other side of the world! Is there anything that we can't wait until we arrive at the Eastern Continent? In such a hurry, has Daelin really found something extraordinary?"
"He found your 'family'."
Daenerys said quietly:
"To be precise, according to the genealogy the other party produced, you still call him "Second Uncle"."
Lothar's expression suddenly became very exciting.
His family's inheritance in the Eastern Continent was not smooth, and now he is the only one left. But who would have thought that Arathi Empire actually has other branches of the Lothar Family?
Kael'thas also spoke at this moment:
"Arathi Empire also has our fellow elves, and they seem to have found a way to restrain Magic Addiction. Aethas Sunreaver Grand Magus asked me to go there in person. In addition, you'd better bring Emperor's Sword Strom'kar.
Although Aethas didn't say it clearly, I guess the keen Grand Magus must have seen some clues."
Sun King hesitated for a moment and whispered:
"There are likely to be some "legal issues" in the inheritance of the Arathi Empire."
Lothar nodded in understanding.
His Emperor's Sword never left his body, so there was no need to go back to get it. He was waiting for Kael'thas to cast a spell, only to find that Sun King was standing with his hands behind his back, maintaining his status as the Elf King, and had no intention of opening a portal to the other side of the world.
In Lothar's silent inquiry, Kael'thas sighed and said:
"Do you know how dangerous it is to open a portal that spans half the world? What's more, there is special energy interference there. If I dare to open the door, do you dare to enter?
Even if you really dare to step in, I will definitely stop your suicide.
After all, I don't want to be accused of "Kingslayer".
Please wait patiently, Lady Aegwynn has taken back Staff of Sargeras, which is the most dangerous but safest transmission method currently known.
However, I actually have always had a little doubt."
Kael'thas glanced at the fair-skinned and beautiful Daenerys with strange eyes, and he asked Lothar in a low voice:
"Do you like dark-skinned girls?"
"What are these words!"
Lothar flatly rejected:
"I don't have that weird habit. I am Paladin. I appreciate the beauty of the soul. Of course, my wife's appearance is as beautiful as her soul."
This response made Daenerys narrow his eyes like crescent moons with satisfaction, and the fingers on Lothar's back changed from pinching to gentle caressing.
Lothar At this moment, I felt that this Kael'thas was really bad.
Why are you, Sun King, here to sow discord between our husband and wife?
But soon, when Aegwynn took Staff of Sargeras to open the portal to the island for the noble person, and Lothar and Kael'thas walked in together, he realized that he had wrongly blamed Kael'thas.
Sun King The question just made him "mentally prepare".
"Hiss"
Daenerys took a breath of air.
She looked at Lothar with a dull face and whispered:
"Your second uncle is a "dark night human"? Why is his skin so dark?"
"Well, I heard that in the Horde era of barbarians, some clans from remote areas did have skin like this. It is said that they were very good at moving at night."
Lothar rubbed his face and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was talking to Daelin but who was obviously somewhat similar to himself. He whispered:
"But doesn't it mean that Lothar Family has always maintained a pure bloodline in the Arathi Empire? It shouldn't be tanned, right?"
"But he's bald!"
Daenerys's voice became softer and said:
"Isn't this your family's tradition? It is said that Emperor Thoradin was like this when he was middle-aged."
"Can you not mention this?"
Lothar sighed.
Although he was very curious about what happened to the Lothar Family in the Arathi Empire to turn his skin so dark, he still maintained the dignity of the imperial reserve emperor and strode forward to meet with the "Human Brother Ni".
The first thing both parties did was compare each other's genealogy.
This is a very important part.
Arathi Empire only learned the news about Old World a month ago. Even if they started compiling the genealogy of the "Lothar family" in front of them at that time, it would be too late, because there are some secrets that only the real family members know, and no one would be stupid enough to spread those secrets everywhere.
Therefore, a pair of genealogies from both sides found almost identical records at the top of the inheritance tree at about 2,700 years ago. This basically confirmed that the dark-skinned, bald middle-aged man in front of him was indeed the descendant of Lothar.
Of course, after more than 2,000 years, there is no family relationship at all. The two sides only have the same surname.
Moreover, although Arathi Empire's Lothar Family has also spread its branches and maintained a small or large ethnic group, it has lost its power over a long period of time and became a commoner. The Lord Lothar in front of him was promoted to Lord by the Emperor just before departure.
"Don't feel any pressure because of my appearance, Your Majesty."
His Excellency Lothar smiled and handed the genealogy in his hand to Emperor Strom'kar Empire. He said softly:
"I can understand what the emperor means, and I also hope to do something for the Arathi Empire, but I will not violate the glorious tradition that my family has always adhered to. I am a devout subject of Holy Flame, and my faith does not allow me to steal things that should not belong to us.
Therefore, from today on, my family and I will change this ancient surname to cut off a series of inheritance issues that may arise for you and your empire.
I believe this is also the desire of our ancestors.
But, can. Can you let me see him? Let me fulfill my wish."
The black-skinned Lord Lothar made a request. Marshal Lothar nodded and summoned the heroic spirit of Emperor Thoradin. The latter was startled when he saw his other bloodline.
He exclaimed:
"Were you burned like this by fire? Boy, why are you as black as briquettes!"
"Uh"
Both Lothar were embarrassed.
Lord Lothar of the Arathi Empire touched his face, sighed and said:
"If you speak like this in the Arathi Empire, you will be taken to court. Ancestor, we can't comment on other people's skin color so casually, and we shouldn't judge a person by his appearance, right?"
"Well, is it because of the barbarians from the border areas?"
Emperor Thoradin nodded and asked:
"Now, they are also official members of the Arathi Empire?"
"The moment our ancestors survived the torture of the Storm Sea and stepped into New World, there was no difference between barbarians and skin color."
Lord Lothar whispered:
"There, we have a common name and identity.
We are the exiles of Old World and the pioneers of New World, but I finally see you again today. I wish you well. My noble ancestor, although your bloodline is in decline in New World, you still maintain your dignity.
In fact, my wife and I are planning to have another daughter, but we have never been able to decide on a name. Could you please give the child a name?"
This request made Emperor Thoradin shrug his shoulders, and he said carelessly:
"Then let's call it "Philin".
It has no special meaning, but I originally thought that if I had a daughter, I would definitely call her Philin. I wish your child a happy life. My blood descendants, I hope you can go on strong and see the future and ending of the two empires I left behind.
May Holy Light bless you."