Just give me a child
"Hey, Emperor Lothar is not wearing Emperor's Sword. It seems that you were right."
At the lively and solemn ceremony, the sharp-eyed Archbishop Nali immediately noticed that Lothar, who appeared in black and gold ceremonial armor, had nothing in his hands.
This made her reach out and bump Diakum, and whispered something.
"Be serious and don't talk. We are in the main seat and everyone else is watching."
Diakum maintained the compassionate smile that Saint should have, and he responded with spiritual perception:
"I have said it a long time ago, without that sword, Lothar is still Lothar, but without Lothar, that sword can only become a legend symbolizing power and strength.
My friend, the human emperor, is not someone who is stingy with treasures but unwilling to give away gifts. He knows that sending this sword will make Strom'kar Empire instantly have an absolutely pious and firm ally. From now on, the relationship between the two parties will remain unbreakable for at least a hundred years.
For human beings, one hundred years is enough time to develop a tradition of unity."
"Yes."
Neri nodded and said:
"Emperor Thoradin didn't want Strom'kar to become "Emperor's Sword" at the beginning. He said it himself, you can't let a sword decide who becomes the emperor. Since he is the leader of mankind, he should use his personality charm to unite everyone.
In this magical world, unity is not an illusory thing."
The conversation between the two was not known to others, but it was not just Archbishop Nali who observed that Emperor's Sword was not in the hands of Lothar, which caused some human nobles to whisper that they believed this was not in line with tradition.
However, those real pillars of the empire, like Dick, do not care about this matter. The "four guardians" of the empire have all met Emperor Thoradin, and they all know Emperor Thoradin's attitude on this matter.
Now, not allowing Strom'kar, the Holy Sword to appear in the coronation ceremony, and downplaying the legend of "Emperor's Sword" from now on, may be the decision that best suits Emperor Thoradin's wishes.
It sounds very unreliable that the position of the majestic lord of an empire and the leader of nearly 100 million people is decided by a magic sword.
But during the consecration ceremony, when the ancient crown appeared escorted by Varian Wrynn, it immediately aroused the attention and discussion of almost everyone.
This appointment of Emperor Lothar basically indicates that the former prince from Stormwind will be the candidate for the next emperor.
This means that the emperor's position will not be determined by blood and family inheritance.
This made many people think about it, but before they could make their plans, Lady Aegwynn, who appeared at the ceremony today wearing a formal dress, conveyed a very important instruction to the Strom'kar Empire on behalf of World Mother.
"Since His Majesty Anduin Lothar became the new Qidian of the Strom'kar Empire, every emperor of the empire from then on must be selected from the "Saviors" of human civilization."
Lady Aegwynn held Heart of Azeroth and declared very seriously:
"Human beings are Child of the World, and their civilization inheritance naturally needs to be paid attention to and blessed by World Mother. Chamber of Heart is already waiting for the pilgrimage of the human emperor. The emperor needs to cross the desert with his feet and listen to the teachings of World Will at World Temple.
Anduin Lothar, are you willing to accept such constraints and make it Strom'kar Empire's national tradition?"
"I'm honored."
Lothar said loudly:
"In the name of the founding leader of the country, I will set this as the inheritance method of the Strom'kar Empire. All human leaders must be World Mother Consecration strength, loyalty and wisdom.
May World Mother's eyes always be on the Strom'kar Empire, and may World Will's blessings be with our civilization!"
There was silence throughout the ceremony.
Those who had just raised their thoughts lamented in their hearts at this moment.
Well, this is not just a matter of power.
They have also heard how strict the selection of the "Saviors" organization is. Every one of the current Saviors members is a true "outstanding person", and only the most outstanding members of each race can be favored by World Mother.
With such a person leading the empire, who can express dissatisfaction?
This is not treatment that can be described as "the divine right of kings".
"Ah, the adoption of the "electoral" system in the secular world is indeed a source of division. However, when the world has its own great power and the world has its own voice, such a selection system can become the foundation of long-term peace and stability."
Diakum nodded with satisfaction and said:
"World Will and Child of the World have a mutually reinforcing relationship. From then on, not only the inheritance of mankind, but also other ethnic groups must act in this way to ensure that a bad civil war does not occur that will endanger the stability of the world.
The six major forces have never coveted Supreme Star Soul as much as Dispersion, which means that the mission of Saviors still has a long way to go.
Perhaps, it will be time for Lady Aegwynn to start the second round of selection for Saviors later."
"I thought you would be the one to complete this emperor's consecration ceremony."
Archbishop Faol, whose face was glowing red and whose excitement and satisfaction were visible to the naked eye, was wearing a red robe and smeared Holy Water on Lothar's forehead to hold the consecration ceremony. Archbishop Saloras, who was wearing a black dress today, said behind Dick:
"You played a huge role in the establishment of the empire."
"But this is the inheritance of mankind. Why am I, a Warrior of Light passing by Azeroth, joining in the fun?"
Diakum said softly:
"If there is an emperor in our Eredar in the future, then I will definitely work tirelessly to come down from High Heaven and crown him or her personally. However, we do not have the habit of establishing emperors.
The Executive Officer system is very good. Considering the current state of Eredar scattered among the stars, it would be unsightly if a Eredar emperor really appeared.
An interstellar empire or something like that sounds like the maintenance costs are horribly high."
"Yes, there is no need for Emperor Eredar."
Oreses, who was wearing a red dress, nodded on the other side and said:
"The size of one Light Cosmic Domain alone exceeds that of any Star Sea Empire. I think if Commander Diakum can really bring the fanatical atmosphere of Light Cosmic Domain back to reason, maybe they will also start to think about the process of civilization integration based on faith.
The current traditions of various ethnic groups that rely on faith to bridge the gap are obviously not sustainable for long."
"Well, today is a happy event, let's not talk about these troublesome things."
Dick decisively stopped this topic.
The future of a cosmic domain and thousands of civilized planets is a bit too heavy for the agent of the sun. He doesn't want to get involved in it. If someone really asks, he will just say "life has its own way out".
Anyway, I've given you some advice, so you can figure it out for yourself how to understand it.
During this conversation, Lothar's consecration ceremony was completed. When Archbishop Faol held the ancient crown tremblingly and placed it on top of Lothar's head, the entire scene burst into loud cheers.
Even the Kaldoreis who always pursue a cold style are cheering.
The elves can feel the rebirth of the Human Empire and the vigorous will of the population, which means that an era is about to begin. For the Night Elf who are now confused and have lost World Tree and Eternal Life, witnessing the entire process of the establishment of the Strom'kar Empire is indeed an excellent example of civilization reconstruction.
Lothar made a speech.
There's nothing much to say in the content. It's better to be conservative in your speech under such circumstances. Don't come up with any too radical weird talk that will "surprise the allies" and it will be considered a success.
But those Vrykul who came with Helya to eat were obviously a little impatient.
They didn't want to listen to a barbarian king talking about clichés like unity and the future. Pandaren The aroma of the food being cooked by the chefs made these rude guys a little distracted.
Hello!
We have all sent gifts, including the magic weapons from Ulduar Holy City. It's time to start the banquet, right?
As if feeling the desire of these guests who were just waiting to come and have a meal, Lothar ended his speech with a brief ending, then boarded the carriage with his wife while Quel'Thalas's band played, and began to circle the city to meet the people waiting outside.
As for the guests, they can take their seats.
Although at least 80% of the people who came here today were not here for a meal, as it was a political occasion after all, there were always 20% of the visitors who came here with very pure intentions.
As a real distinguished guest, Diakum was surrounded by a large group of people he knew or didn't know when he walked down the stage. He dealt with various greetings with great patience, and looked at Yrel and other Light Weaver commanders who were already sitting on the table with envy and started eating and drinking.
Speaking of which, Vigilant also came with an empty stomach today.
After all, the dishes cooked by Ms. Sun Tiezhang were truly delicious even at Pandaria. It was not until ten minutes later that Diakum couldn't bear the constant greetings and simply activated Heart Power, making the guests realize that Vigilant did not intend to discuss too many things today, so they turned around and left in a dignified manner.
"It's reserved just for you, sir."
After Dick took his seat, Yrel handed over a large dinner plate filled with various dishes, which made Dick very happy. Finally, his love for this silly kid was not in vain.
Just a little stupid.
Why don't you get some more plates?
There are so many different dishes, wouldn't it cause a different flavor if you put some sour and salty ones together?
A few hours later, Lothar and Daenerys returned to the coronation ceremony venue exhausted. They still couldn't rest and had to have a brief exchange with the nobles and officials of the empire. This was part of rule.
Strom'kar Empire, which occupies two-thirds of the continent, is so vast that the emperor and empress were busy until the evening just meeting with senior officials.
There was a grand party performance afterwards, and Lothar and his wife could only take time to eat something in the lounge. Fortunately, Master Iron Palm's cooking skills were indeed superb, and a bowl of nourishing meat soup made Lothar's fatigue disappear.
Daenerys ate and drank in the style of Warrior, not noticing that Diakum the Saint had walked into the lounge. When she drank a glass of sweet and sour fruit wine and let out a comfortable whimper, a magic handkerchief was handed to her, and she noticed that Vigilant was looking at her poor eating appearance with an aunt's smile.
This made the Imperial Queen's face quickly turn red.
"I didn't prepare a gift for you two. You won't be angry, right?"
Dick asked softly.
Lothar laughed out loud. He put down the dinner plate that was as clean as a dog licking it and said loudly:
"You have done so much for us. It would be really shameful for me to ask for a gift. Unfortunately, we don't have anything really good to give you as a gift of thanks."
"No need, do you remember that I once said that you are the "Hand of Fate" I created in Azeroth?"
Diakum waved his hand and said:
"You have presented me with a wonderful reversal of fate, which is the best gift for me in this journey of Azeroth. I will leave soon. When the shackles of Azeroth are all released, I will move towards a new goal."
"Are you leaving tonight?"
Lothar was a little reluctant, he said:
"You have given so much to this world, but you don't even have time to rest."
"There's nothing I can do. The Void Thief keeps making secret moves. I can't convince myself to put down the dying sun and go and satisfy my selfish desires."
Dick has no complaints about this.
As he said before, when what you do is something you like and you have a sufficient sense of accomplishment, exhaustion becomes an acceptable price.
He said:
"But before I leave, I can't really leave any gifts behind, so."
Diakum stretched out her left hand, and a strange mixture of gentle Holy Light and shadow covered the palm. As Daenerys watched in surprise, Vigilant's hand was placed on her abdomen.
A strange spell was cast, but the Queen felt no discomfort.
"You two should work harder these days."
Vigilant blinked and said:
"The duration of this "Power Word·Pregnancy" should be about thirty days, so you two should have a baby soon."
"You shameless Saint, you've gone too far!"
Daenerys almost jumped up.
She scolded:
"You didn't ask me if I was ready before you gave me your blessing?"
"Oh? That means that I cast this spell on other ladies so that they can give birth to blood for His Majesty the Emperor?"
Dick asked in return.
Daenerys gritted his teeth and punched Vigilant. As a result, Vigilant was "exploded" with one punch. With a subtle smile, he turned into broken light Dispersion in the lounge.
This is Faith Incarnation.
The real Diakum has embarked on the road to return to Draenor.
Lothar rushed out of the lounge, raised his head and saw a golden stream of light streaking across the evening sky. He sighed with a sense of loss, then held his wife's waist as she thought a little, and wished Vigilant a smooth journey in his heart.
May the stars be kind to that Saint.
"This box was placed on the spacecraft by Lady Aegwynn before. It is said to be the armor specially forged by Tyr and Archaedas for you."
In the cabin of the Exodar spacecraft, Nubodon pointed at the huge box placed in the cabin and explained to Diakum:
"It is said that World Soul has also blessed it, allowing it to withstand your energy release."
"Well, I seriously doubt that."
Diakum shrugged, stepped forward and opened the box. Inside was a set of Judicator Armor made with Titan Divine Iron. Archaedas's craftsmanship was absolutely incredible, but Dick was worried about whether this thing would affect his "Enemy of the Titans" talent.
Facts have proved that Tyr's previous judgment was correct.
After he broke away from the Titan Keepers sequence, the armor he made no longer belonged to Titan Construct. Coupled with the power infusion of World Soul, this armor can be used smoothly by Dick.
Although
"It is true that I no longer need it. They have tried their best to create energy affinity and carrying capacity, but they really do not have a clear understanding of the power growth rate of the Sun's inheritance."
Dick sighed and said:
"I can wear it, but I don't dare to use too much force, otherwise it will melt quickly. But at least it is my intention, so I will wear it as ceremonial armor."
"Sir, I have already said hello to those Light Eaters."
Yrel ran in and whispered:
"Once we call, Lady Aegwynn will immediately send those Light Eater to Draenor. They have mastered the technique of swallowing Holy Light and will not be burned again. If you eat freely, it is absolutely possible to make a Naaru fall into short-term weakness.
If that Xe'ra is unwilling to listen to your reasoning, we will send Light Eater to take action!"
"If you want to make a Primal Naaru like Xe'ra fall into weakness, Light Eater can't do that, but again, I appreciate your kindness."
Diakum encouraged Yrel:
"Both parties are Holy Light Walker. There is no problem that cannot be discussed. As long as Xe'ra is willing to solve the problem in a peaceful way, I will definitely accompany him. Instead of worrying about me, you should hurry up and prepare to face Burning Legion.
If what I expected is correct, Draenor will soon face a real Legion Invasion.
When this catastrophe is over, it's time for Eredar to embark on the road back home.
The exiles will eventually return home!"