Stormwind Wizard God
Chapter 753: Coronation

Chapter 753: Coronation

Duke was stunned for a moment.

It seemed like bad words like "capsize" kept popping up in my mind.

However, Sylvanas’s attitude made Duke feel a little complicated.

Love is never absolutely perfect. Sometimes you are an angel in one moment and a devil in the next. There are things you like and things you don’t like. Being willing to tolerate everything about the other person is love.

If Sylvanas was just a vase that obeyed everything, Duke only needed to wave his hand and there would be as many beauties like her as he wanted in the aristocratic circles of various countries.

Queen She-Robin is different. She is strong, wild, and constantly fighting against her fate. She is definitely the ideal partner who can accompany Duke to the end in Azeroth.

Duke smiled, a very bright smile. Just as he was trying to put his hands on Sylvanas’s flexible and elastic waist, Sylvanas dodged gorgeously, leaving Duke empty-handed.

When Duke came to his senses, he only saw the slender figure of Sylvanas standing at the entrance of the tent.

Turning her head, Sylvanas gave him a provocative look: "You bastard, you smell like Ilucia all over you. Before I calm down, go find your Ilucia."

Duke was confused until the beauty disappeared in front of him, then he sighed sadly: "Damn it, are all the women in Windrunner’s family born in the Year of the Dog?"

Sylvanas’s words were not only spoken to Duke, but also to Ilucia who was waiting at the door, making the uncrowned queen of the Southshore city-state and the female marquis of the Stormwind blush with shame.

Anyway, at least the matter has been settled.

In fact, this coronation ceremony was more like a political show.

The queens of the two countries first held a joint coronation ceremony at the border, and then the formal ceremony was held in their respective main cities.

Lordaeron is naturally the holy city of Stratholme.

The country will be officially renamed the Kingdom of Sin’dorei tomorrow, and the coronation ceremony for the new queen will be held on the plain east of the ruins of the old Silvermoon City. As was the case in history, the elves decided to rebuild a new Silvermoon City here.

This is by no means an easy task.

The plague had not been completely eradicated, and most of the crop production areas were destroyed. The Sin’dorei, who could not support all the elves, could only use ships to transport nearly half of the surviving elves to the Windrunner Territory in Elwynn Forest on the southern continent. It was ironic that the Windrunner Territory, which was regarded as a traitor by most elves, became a life-saving refuge.

On the other hand, it also highlights the importance of cooperation with the Alliance. Without the Alliance’s help, this group of elves might really be wiped out. It would be ridiculous if they didn’t die in the invasion of the Scourge, but died in the subsequent famine and plague.

Just like that, two once-powerful nations in the Northland had their queens enthroned on the same morning on September 25th, the day of the Dark Gate, announcing the rebirth of the kingdom.

The Sarath Trail is not a spacious place.

However, the huge platform built halfway up the mountain could well accommodate five thousand soldiers of the Scarlet Crusade and five thousand elven guards.

There were also 5,000 people selected from all over the place who were fortunate enough to watch the ceremony and witness the new hope of the kingdom in their hearts - Queen Calia Menethil and Queen Sylvanas Windrunner - walking on the red carpet.

In the south, Queen Calia was wearing a pure white, gold-rimmed, yet extremely solemn robe of a priest of discipline, contrary to everyone’s impression. She was seen solemnly holding the Holy Book of the Church of Light in her left hand, the scepter symbolizing Lordaeron’s power in her right hand, and her soft golden hair tied behind her head, and she walked slowly forward.

In the north, Queen Sylvanas’s clothing also overturned the elves’ previous impression of her as a single elven ranger.

Today, the first thing that caught my eye was her fiery red cape. Then there were three layers of red shoulder armor with gold edges stacked together like a sandwich. The edge of each layer of shoulder armor had a row of fierce and lifelike slender fangs - teeth pulled out from the mouths of living trolls!

The entire upper body, except for the shoulder armor and the cape, still only had a breastplate that looked like a chest. In the middle of the breastplate was a huge golden gem that seemed to be twisting and emitting electric light, dazzling!

The lower body is a pair of tight red breeches, matched with a set of leg armor with the same fiery red edges. If you look closely, you will find that there are a lot of magical inscriptions in the Elven language on the leg armor that enhance speed and agility.

Coupled with the large bow slung across her back and the quiver full of sharp arrows that she never leaves behind, her style is completely opposite to that of the two queens, Calia.

However, they also moved forward slowly under the watchful eyes of the guards of honor lined up neatly along the red carpet and surrounded by a formation of swords like a dam and spears like a forest not far away.

Obviously Sylvanas’ steps were bigger, but because of her slower pace, the two queens arrived at the stairs to the throne at the same time.

The two queens stood across the clearly marked border line beneath their feet.

Sylvanas smiled and said, "Together?"

Calia nodded: "Of course!"

Regardless of order, Mograine and Liadrin, who were standing on the left and right sides of the stairs, shouted at the same time: "Hail, Her Majesty!"

The next moment, the paladins standing on both sides of the red carpet simultaneously summoned the holy light in their bodies.

Clusters of holy light rose up like a veil, enveloping the figures of the two queens.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they walked up to the highest step at the same pace, step by step.

Waiting for them there was Duke in a blue and white suit.

Before this moment, many people did not know why Duke, who looked so young, was standing in this sacred position.

He was even more indignant in his heart that the two queens walked up to the highest step and knelt on one knee before Duke - why should our queen kneel before you, the commander-in-chief of the alliance?

Until the charlatan Duke spread out his right palm, causing a dazzling and illusory gold coin that looked like a smaller sun to float in the air.

Duke’s voice then echoed throughout the venue.

"Long, long ago in Dalaran, a missionary from Lordaeron threw a copper coin into the fountain and made a wish, ’I hope one day I can spread the way of Holy Light to the common people and teach them the meaning of the three virtues.’ Then, throughout his life, he saved countless common people, and in the Dark Portal War that almost wiped out the humans and high elves, he created a brand new profession, the Paladin. To this day, the Paladins are still protecting every kind creature with Holy Light in the hands of the evil Scourge."

Duke paused for a moment, then spoke out the name in an emotional tone: "This great missionary of Lordaeron is the former Archbishop of Holy Light - His Excellency Alonsus Faol!"

Not every clergyman’s name can become sacred in the hearts of the people.

Perhaps Duke is more famous in many areas, but when it comes to his devotion to the Holy Light, his mercy, his spiritual salvation and the countless lives he has saved, Duke cannot catch up with Alonsus Faol!

Almost at the moment Duke mentioned this name, nearly ten thousand people from Lordaeron, except for the guards who were on mission, all began to kneel.

Duke continued, "Without the teachings of Archbishop Faol, perhaps countless people in the world would still be wandering on the edge of spiritual depravity and corruption, allowing evil to take advantage and greed and sin to dominate the souls of the world. Without the holy light spread by Archbishop Faol, we would not even be able to find weapons to fight against the Scourge!"

When Duke said this, the elves couldn’t help but recall the day when Duke and Queen Sylvanas joined hands to defeat the evil phantom of the Lich King. They also thought of their relatives who were slaughtered by the Scourge and whose souls were imprisoned and bodies were desecrated, and the holy light that destroyed evil, and suddenly they had a sincere admiration for the once unfamiliar name of Alonsus Faol.

At some point, even the elves began to kneel down.

At this moment, the golden light blooming from the soul gold coin has extended to Duke’s entire body. From a distance, Duke looks like a huge golden torch.

Duke smiled and said loudly: "I am not a priest! I am not qualified to bestow the sacred glory of the kingship in the name of the clergy. But as the inheritor of the Holy Light of the former archbishop, I am still willing to extend the highest blessings to the two Majesties who hope to guide the people with the way of Holy Light - Bless you! Majesty Menethil! Bless you! Majesty Windrunner!"

The next moment, brilliant golden light extended from Duke’s left and right hands, causing the two queens who stretched out their hands to also flash with golden light. Three seconds later, two golden lights shot up into the sky!

With their bodies bathed in the sacred golden light, the two queens first smiled faintly at Duke, then looked at each other, took out a crown from the holy box that had been opened long ago, and put it on themselves.

The power of kings is not granted by God nor by heaven, but is supported by the will of the people - they acquire it by themselves!

Looking at the golden lily crown on Queen Calia’s head, and then at the thorn crown on Sylvanas’ head that symbolizes revenge, both humans and elves were looking forward to the proclamation of their queen.

The two queens stood up at the same time.

Calia first raised the holy book in her hand, and her soft but firm voice resounded in all directions through the magic transmission: "I, Calia Menethil, will purify the plague-contaminated land of Lordaeron and return a fertile green world to everyone."

The next second, Calia took back the holy book and raised the scepter: "And, I swear that for the rest of my life, I will punish the traitor who murdered the late King Terenas - my brother Arthas - with the Holy Light, and let his soul repent in purgatory for ten thousand years!"

At almost the same time, Sylvanas also made her coronation declaration in the Elven language. Because she used the language of wind, it was very magical that even though her and Calia’s declarations were spoken at the same time, their voices did not affect each other at all. Instead, they were extremely clear and floated directly into the ears of every elf.

Sylvanas stood high, holding her bow high -

"I - Sylvanas Windrunner will rebuild the great elven kingdom. Not only will I eliminate every plague within the borders and rebuild Silvermoon City, I declare that I will also lead the Sin’dorei who are seeking revenge for their dead compatriots, and launch the most brutal revenge against Dar’kan Drathir and several other former Silvermoon Council members who betrayed their people, as well as the former Sun King Anasterian Sunstrider, and the Death Knight Arthas and Lich King Ner’zhul who personally destroyed Quel’Thalas -"

"Only by letting the souls of traitors burn in the flames of hell for billions of years! Only by letting the great Sin’dorei stand at the top of the world’s nations again! Our revival will be complete--"

With equally stirring speeches and equally unwavering vows, the two queens’ declarations of accession to the throne completely ignited the enthusiasm of the people and aroused their desire for the revival of their nation and kingdom.

After just half a second of pause, the entire mountain erupted in earth-shaking cheers!

"Long live Her Majesty Calia!"

"Long live His Majesty Sylvanas!"

"For the resurgence of Lordaeron!"

"For the true rebirth of the sin’dorei—"

Whose tears are flying! ?

Whose soul is shouting out loud! ?

At this moment, two nations that have both experienced countless sufferings and death threats crossed national borders and racial boundaries and cheered for the same goal!

Because I had been suppressed for such a long time, I once felt desperate.

It is because I was once confused and couldn’t find a way out.

So when the new queen became a flag with both material and spiritual significance and stood at the center of their vision, they were completely thrown into frenzy!

Mograine and Abendis wiped their tears as they found someone to trust in to continue their loyalty.

Lirath wiped her tears, because the Windrunners, who had been oppressed for a long time, finally no longer had to suffer the unwarranted bullying from that group of paranoid mages.

Liadrin, Lor’themar, and Halduron were all wiping their tears because they finally saw the hope of the kingdom’s rise again.

Perhaps the two countries are still very weak now, but as long as there is the cooperation of the alliance, as long as the evil demon leader Archimonde is destroyed, with time, the kingdom that once declined to the point of almost being destroyed will surely revive again!

Among the guests watching the ceremony, the former elven prince Kael’thas was also there. Without jealousy or hatred, Kael’thas also gently wiped his tears and clapped vigorously.

"Solarian, Caponia, did you see that? In the face of difficulties, I saw pessimism and despair! However, Sylvanas only has the spirit of never giving up, as well as the direction and method to solve the difficulties. I am not as good as her... I believe that she is the king who can truly lead the elves out of despair and hardship, not me..."

Although these two beautiful astrologers agreed with what Kael’thas said in their hearts, their mouths were filled with bitterness!

Of course, not everyone will extend their best wishes to the two queens. For example, the Sun King, who is currently in the secret room under the ruins of Lordaeron, is venting his anger crazily!

The flames of darkness burned any living being. Even the former members of the Silvermoon Council who were loyal to him and the current high-level liches kept their distance from him!

"Traitor! Despicable thief! Sylvanas, do you think you can steal my power and status like this? Do you think you can become a true king by proclaiming yourself king? No - I will never let you go!"

"And Kael’thas you are a piece of shit - you actually watched your father’s throne being stolen!? You are not worthy of being my son!"