Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 165: Goblin

The loyal and brave generals of the Stormwind raised their swords high. They felt the excitement in the eyes of their most beloved King. Unconsciously, their breathing and their hearts had been synchronized with the king.

It was an inexplicable throbbing feeling as if one's mind was connected.

One after another, they entered a trance-like state. They seemed to have crossed time and space and saw that thousands of years ago, their ancestors set the first stone tablet in this strange and lush valley and announced that this place was called Stormwind City.

They seemed to see their ancestors overcoming difficulties and challenges, saw the colorful insects scattering from the grass under their feet, and saw this land become a paradise for mankind.

They seemed to see King Llane, who inherited the will of his ancestors, about to make a great decision that would change the fate of the entire kingdom.

The usually noisy meeting hall was filled with a familiar yet strange sacredness, as if one was attending mass in the Storm Cathedral, listening to the Archbishop's teachings, and feeling the gaze of the statues of the sages on both sides. The gazes of these great pioneers, spanning thousands of years, quietly stared at Llane.

Quiet and sacred.

The loyal and brave generals chose to listen, and the despicable nobles gave up their resistance.

The meeting hall fell into absolute silence, and the whole world seemed to have quieted down, just for that one sacred answer.

Llane's eyes were wide open, and his azure pupils were filled with a sublime clarity. The golden lion flag with a blue background and gold edges, which had been passed down for thousands of years in the Stormwind, shone brilliantly behind him.

His voice is clear, magnetic, penetrating, and has an irresistible majesty.

"I, King Llane Wrynn of Stormwind, hereby declare that the 20 noble families headed by the Duke of Ferrens have abused their power, become corrupt, and colluded with demons, which has brought disgrace upon the name of fairness and justice of the nobility and is a disgrace to the nobility. The names of all the above 20 noble families are hereby abolished, and all the remaining noble children are demoted to civilians. Their ill-gotten gains will be distributed to the meritorious soldiers of this battle as an example."

"I declare that anyone, regardless of origin, age, race, or gender, who has made great contributions to the Stormwind will be granted the title of nobility! Similarly, anyone who dares to betray the interests of mankind will be punished by the Stormwind no matter how far away they are! Those who have made contributions will be rewarded, and those who have committed crimes will be punished! Anyone who violates this oath, regardless of origin or status, can be killed!-"

One stone stirs up a thousand ripples, and everyone's face is filled with intense shock.

Llane's spirit and courage can reach such a level!

No king dared to wipe out half of the nobles in the country in one go, but Llane dared!

No king dared to link the supreme position with merit at one time, but Llane dared!

No king has the courage to be so open-minded and use talents in an unconventional way. Only Llane dares!

Even though it was Duke's actions behind the scenes that caused staggering losses to the nobles and presented Llane with a fait accompli, and even though it was Duke who took advantage of this crisis of the country's destruction and the family's ruin to threaten Llane, in the end, it was still Llane who made the decision.

Llane made the wisest decision. No, it was even wiser than Duke expected. It was already the realm of a great man.

Based on these three points, as long as Llane's Stormwind Kingdom is not truly destroyed, and as long as Llane's bloodline and policies can continue, Llane is bound to leave the most profound mark in the human history of Azeroth.

Everyone present felt that their souls had gained some mysterious sublimation at this moment. If fighting against the invasion of the Hordes was a glorious hymn, an epic that did not originally belong to a single person, then at this moment, there was only one protagonist - Llane Wrynn.

"For humanity - for Azeroth!" Llane shouted.

"For humanity - for Azeroth!" Duke, Anduin and others responded in unison.

The excitement lingered for a long time, and the chest of every brave man was heaving violently. They looked at each other and saw the same smile.

Llane glanced coldly at the nobles who had just attempted to force the emperor to abdicate: "Gentlemen, you can leave now. The next time is to discuss confidential military information, which has nothing to do with you."

Lothar and Duke Fordragon took a step forward at the same time, one on the left and one on the right. Beside them, more than a dozen royal guards formed a fan shape.

The nobles moved their lips, with undisguised cowardice on their faces, but in the end they stopped protesting and left quietly.

This scene was painted into a stunning masterpiece by a painter in later generations based on the account of eyewitnesses. It was auctioned for a sky-high price of 3 million gold coins. The painting was called "The End of the Decadent Era".

After the nobles left, the huge meeting hall seemed empty, and Llane and his party immediately moved to a smaller, more private meeting room.

Including the guards, there are no more than 20 people here.

But these people will be the core of power in Stormwind, if Stormwind can still survive...

Bolvar had been firmly on Duke's side just now, but now he was the first to attack: "Hey, my wise Grand Mage Edmund. Although I would like to thank you for helping the kingdom get more than 50 ships, I can't handle it anymore. When you and Lothar went to rescue, the kingdom lost nearly 3,000 elite soldiers. This is the total number of deaths and those who can no longer go to the battlefield."

Everyone looked unhappy. It took too long to train a qualified soldier, and the kingdom could not afford this rate of consumption. Even if the speed of transporting soldiers and civilians could be increased by nearly double, the current situation was that the defense line would probably collapse before that.

Llane came over, put a hand on Duke's shoulder, and looked into Duke's eyes calmly: "I won't regard your behavior just now as forcing the emperor to abdicate. Stormwind has been ill for a long time, you just gave me a determination to cut off these rotten flesh. But the rebirth of the kingdom still depends on the efforts of you younger generations. I think that you have given me so many perfect answers before, this time, you will not let me down, right?"

It would be really funny if Duke forced the nobles to leave so perfectly, but failed to come up with any concrete results in the next military meeting, thus letting Stormwind down.

But Duke is Duke!

A man of miracles who will never disappoint those who support him.

Duke chuckled and said, "You will certainly not be disappointed, my majesty. First of all, please allow me to introduce an important guest to you. Please welcome my follower Anya and the guests she brought with her."

Llane smiled faintly and nodded.

The door of the conference room opened, and soon a female mage with freckles on her face, wearing the robe of the Storm Royal Family Mage Corps, came in with a guest.

That guest made many Stormwind high-ranking officials' facial expressions freeze.

Because the so-called guest turned out to be a goblin.