The king's ordination had been known to the nobles of the kingdom a few days beforehand, but the nobles did not care about the king's actions.

Because of Varian. King Ureon is a special being.

Although he had ruled the old kingdom of Stormwind a few years earlier, after the kingdom moved north, the king chose to go into self-imposed exile, and for the years that followed, the kingdom of Stormwind was ruled by Countess Presto, Archbishop Chaldeans, and Duke Eberlock, of which Duke Eberlock was a representative of the aristocratic class.

The Countess of Presto rarely intervenes in the affairs of the kingdom, and the archbishop only participates in the affairs of the kingdom's faith, occasionally making some suggestions for governing the kingdom.

Therefore, in those years, almost the entire kingdom fell into the hands of the nobles, although after the ups and downs of the great era, the nobility of the kingdom gradually withered, but after the great waves, the remaining nobles gained a more weighty position than before, and the entire kingdom was almost divided by the remaining nobles.

During that period of time, the kingdom of Stormwind almost evolved into a strange state of government, the nobles held all the power, and fought against each other, but in the face of external forces, they would unite again, so after the return of King Varian, although the kingdom of Stormwind was nominally under the management of the king, the nobles did disdain the king who had abandoned his mission and responsibilities in the first place.

The plebeian class of the entire kingdom has almost forgotten Varian's name... It is an exaggeration to know only the nobles, but not the king, but this is the current situation in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

The king became the representative of the monarchy, but only the representative.

From the previous three rejections of King Varian's proposal to develop industry, it can be seen that although the nobles of the kingdom did not have a big fanfare, they had reached a consensus within themselves and began to target the returning king, after all, a group of rulers did not want to have an extra "emperor" above their heads.

And what can Varian do in the face of the current situation?

Even with the support of the Seventh Legion, what can Varian do? Could he still rush into the homes of nobles with his army and slaughter every nobleman? If he really dared to do this, the nobles of the entire human empire would jump out against him... This is a bottom line that no one dares to touch, and this is also the confidence of the nobles.

Actually play Game of Thrones at the tables, Varian. Wryon had almost no chance of winning, and he had too few cards in his hand.

Therefore, the nobles have no fear, they don't care about Varian's actions at all, they even have the feeling of drinking tea and watching a play... Just let him play, and when the rude gladiator has had enough and realizes the cruelty of reality, he will know what to choose...

But the nobles who had the chance to win didn't know that in the palace of New Stormwind at this time, King Varian was making an earth-shattering speech in front of the representatives of the soldiers who supported him, and if they knew, I am afraid they would not be able to drink tea and watch the play so comfortably.

"My Pioneer Knights."

Varian's voice echoed through the enclosed palace, his deep voice like a muffled thunder after a spring rain.

"The House of Urion has ruled the Stormwind Kingdom for hundreds of years, and during this, the Stormwind Kingdom has encountered countless threats, including jackals, trolls, orcs, and undead, but we have all persevered with the stubbornness and courage in our bones, until now... The Kingdom of Stormwind still stands, and even in the face of the army of destruction that has rushed out of hell on the vast yellow sands, we have won with our weapons! ”

Varian paused, he raised his hand to his chest, and under a standard military salute, he said in a deep voice:

"Again, let's pay tribute to the heroes who protect the kingdom and protect the people!"

"Salute to you!"

"Wow"

Hundreds of representatives of soldiers in the palace, warriors from the Seventh Legion put their fists on their chests in unison and shouted:

"Long live the King!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing through the palace, and under the gaze of the soldiers, Varian's clenched left hand waved high:

"But, soldiers, a new threat has emerged, not from without, but from within... Some are so high that they have forgotten the glory and loyalty that their ancestors had earned for the kingdom, and they are proud of the blood that flowed in their veins. ”

"Our people have come to the New World for a better life, for a better life, in order to accumulate strength, so that one day they may return to our ancestral land, the land that gave birth to us and nurtured us, but some people, still unable to let go of the idea of power, call themselves "noble shepherds", ride on the heads of the commoners, and whip the sheep with the long whip in their hands..."

Varian's speech made Marshal Halver, who was standing on his left, squint, the marshal realized what the king was talking about, he was not stupid, although Halver was born in the aristocratic class, his family had long been down, and the marshal was very disgusted with the political struggles within the kingdom now, which was why he repeatedly led troops to war, so he didn't want to involve himself in the conspiracy world of power and profit.

And now, the king he was loyal to, the hero who saved countless lives on the battlefield, seemed to be the same as he thought, which made Marshal Halver feel a surge of courage in his heart.

On the other hand, Archbishop Chaldea was constantly fiddling with the rosary in his hand, and he could guess what Varian was going to do, but he was not opposed to this behavior, whether it was because of his status as the main character or because of his hidden identity, he was very eager for a change to come... Only when the water is mixed can the fish be better touched.

The king's speech also made a slight noise among the soldiers in the palace, the soldiers didn't know much, and the people who could come out to serve as soldiers in this era would naturally not be a wealthy family, and the few young people from the aristocracy couldn't help but listen carefully to the king's speech, and they also saw King Varian's thoughts from it.

"Those people are hungry for more wealth and power, and they treat the laws that protect the people as a piece of waste paper, and the lives of the people as roadside straw, but soldiers! My soldiers, who have sworn and shouted Kingdom Soldiers, tell me that we are fighting to the death on the front lines so that our people can live in such a world? ”

Varian's finger flicked down hard, and his voice became sharp:

"I returned home from self-exile, and I expected to see the people living in peace, but unfortunately I didn't, I saw only a more chaotic kingdom, I saw only a hopeless society, I saw the displaced people, I saw the indebted farmers, I saw the poor people who toiled all day long, but they had nothing to eat..."

"I also saw the great families in every town, I saw the smell of wine in the courtyards, the beauty in the bosom, I saw the extravagance, I saw the palaces that those men built over the heads of the people whom we swore to protect... However, among the brothers and warriors standing beside me in the yellow sand, none of them came from these palaces..."

"Giving everything but not getting rich, talking but enjoying rights, this is not the kingdom I want, this is not the home I want!"

"You guys! Tell me, soldiers! Do you want a home like that? ”

The soldier who was pointed out by Varian swallowed, this soldier from a remote town was a young farmer more than half a year ago, he didn't even recognize 100 words, but he felt that the king said that déjà vu, he seemed to have lived such a life before, he looked left and right, and the brothers around him were silent.

So he boldly said:

"Uh... I don't want to! Your Majesty, when I joined the army, I only thought that I would be able to get more land and make my family live a better life when I came back from a big victory, and Master Drew said that if I could come back alive, I would be exempted from paying taxes for half a year..."

"Yes, that's good."

Varian smiled at the soldier, and he asked another question:

"So, did that old man Drew tell you who he paid all those taxes?"

"For you, of course, for the great king."

The soldier subconsciously replied, and Varian spread his hands:

"Here's the problem, soldiers, I didn't get your taxes at all... I hadn't even been back here when they were collecting taxes, you see, they were collecting taxes in my name, and I didn't even know that... So when the civilians scolded me for being insatiable, I also felt very wronged. ”

The king's self-deprecating words immediately caused a burst of laughter from the soldiers, and after they had finished laughing, Varian looked at them calmly and asked:

"So, soldiers, do you think this situation is normal?"

No one answered, but everyone had an answer in their hearts, they raised their heads and looked at their majesty, these soldiers didn't have any big reason, but at this time, compared to those arrogant nobles, they felt that the king in front of them, who was contemptuously regarded as a "rude gladiator", made them feel closer.

Maybe the king is really the same kind of person as them, and he really stands with them.

"Those people always say that blood makes them noble... Not so, soldiers! ”

Varian muttered:

"2,800 years ago, Soladin the Great unified human civilization and led our ancestors to defeat the invincible Troll Empire, and since then, because of the merits of Soladin the Great, his bloodline has become noble."

"Emperor Lothar, who rebuilt the empire, my adoptive father, evacuated in the battle of the Northern Frontier to protect the people, and died on that land with the last warriors, and what he did made the bloodline of Emperor Soladin glorious again!"

"Soldiers!"

Varian raised his hand and shouted:

"A man is not noble by blood... The bloodline will only be noble because of people! You're going to be curious about what I want, what kind of world I want to build, let me tell you! ”

"In the future I want, people will not be divided into three, six, nine and so on because of their bloodline, and people will only be in high positions or obscurity because of what they do!"

"In the future I want, my son will be like your children, there is no distinction between high and low, children can play together freely, and we will fight bravely to protect them!"

"In the future I want, there will be no class of people who will be called "nobles"! ”

Varian's words made Field Marshal Halver clench the ceremonial sword in his hand sharply, and also made the eyes of the Chaldean Archbishop open suddenly, and the soldiers below looked at their king even more blankly.

"In that new future, there is only one type of people who will become "nobles", and that is to give everything for the Stormwind Kingdom, for our people, and to be heroes of great people, and only they are worthy of being worshiped by the whole kingdom and all the people! ”

"To hell with the difference between blood and high and low! The glory of Urion used to belong to Ureon... And Varian's future belongs only to Varian! ”

The king clenched his fists and slammed it on the ceremonial platform in front of him, and with a loud bang, the king's voice became louder and louder:

"I want to build such a new country! I want to break the dark and lightless world that I am now in..."

"Which of you is going to come with me!"

Varian's voice echoed through the palace, and for a moment everyone fell silent, until a moment later, Field Marshal Halver, who was guarding the king's side, slowly raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist, and the Chaldean archbishop made the same gesture.

"Huh"

The soldier who was asked by Varian just now was the first to raise his fist, to be honest, he didn't understand what the king was going to do, but what His Majesty Varian said was very much to his appetite, he had long seen that those pretentious nobles were unhappy, and now, His Majesty the king was going to take the lead in rebelling against them, what else was he afraid of?

"Boom"

For a moment, the entire palace was full of soldiers with fists clenched, and the fists held high in the air were like pieces of spears piercing the sky.

"Very well, my knights!"

Varian's eyes looked around, and he nodded slightly:

"Now, we're in this group."

"But, don't be in a hurry... There will be plenty of time to plan for great things, but I assure you that all that I have promised will come soon! ”