Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"I'm here, ask."

"What's the situation with this guy? Isn't it N'Zoth's pet? How could she be tricked by Leticia so easily?"

Xalatas sneered disdainfully, "It is said to be a pet, but this kind of mindless beast, N'Zoth must have transformed it on a whim."

"The plan to occupy the dark abyss failed. N'Zoth probably forgot about this guy a long time ago. Without the restraint of his master, this hydra will continue to live according to his own habits."

"Your little apprentice, who majored in the power of the void, suddenly felt this familiar aura. It's not surprising that the hydra with very low intelligence would instinctively feel close."

Andrea pondered for a moment, "That is to say, now Akumail has basically cut off contact with N'Zoth? Can I believe it?"

Xalatas smiled strangely and persuaded, "It's better not to have confidence in this brainless creature, if N'Zoth thinks of it again one day, maybe he will drive Akumail crazy through remote mind control. "

"If you want this beast to stay, it's best to 'clean' it with my own power of the void with my assistance, completely eliminating the traces of spiritual power left by N'Zoth."

In fact, Andrea didn't want this ugly guy to stay, but seeing the pleading look on Leticia's face, he finally relented.

"Hey……"

Rubbing Leticia's little head, Andrea said with a wry smile, "You're really going to cause me trouble... Leave Akumail with me for now, and I'll check it to make sure it's really safe. Let me give it to you again."

Other people's daughters like to keep cats, dogs and other small pets. At most, they will raise a night saber from scratch. It can be used as a playmate when they are young, and can be used as their own mount when they grow up.

Her adopted daughter stepped over these stages and directly raised a giant hydra. This huge contrast made Andrea feel full of desire to complain.

Receiving Andrea's assurance, Leticia narrowed her eyes comfortably like a cat, and rubbed her head upward against Andrea's big hand.

"Hey~ Thank you, Andrea."

Let Leticia go out with Akumail, who walks with special vibration effects... and slipped around, and Andrea waved to Das Remar helplessly to follow.

"Okay, let's talk."

Back in her separate office, Andrea resumed her serious demeanor.

"If there is no important matter to discuss, you will not stay in Moonlight Town for more than a month. What happened to Anakis?"

Dath'Remar was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

Leaning heavily on the back of the sofa, Dath'Remar rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily.

"You also know that under the management of the high priest of Whisperwind, we high elves have always been treated unequally."

Dath'Remar's face was a bit gloomy, "Entering and exiting Anakis requires registration and strict inspection. We are not allowed to get close to the new Well of Eternity. Even absorbing energy from the Moon Well is strictly controlled by the priestesses."

"Because of the prejudice of the High Priest of Whisperwind, we dare not even have conflicts with civilians. We can only stay in the fixed range where the upper elves live all day long. Many people are already dissatisfied with this disguised imprisonment."

Dath'Rema's eyes were a little confused, "Andrea, tell me, should we continue this kind of life?"

Andrea took out the wine bottle from the wine cabinet and poured it for Dath'Rema. Depressed, Dath'Rema temporarily abandoned the noble etiquette, tilted his neck and poured the wine in the glass into his throat.

Andrea said with a bit of pain, "...You should taste it anyway, this is a fine mince wine."

"Oh~"

Dath'Remar exhaled alcohol, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood."

Andrea took a sip of the mellow wine, and the layers of fruity flavors made him close his eyes and savor it slowly.

"Dath'Remar, I have a question."

Putting down the wine glass, Andrea raised her legs and said with deep eyes, "You should have discovered it, right? Due to long-term absorption of the pure energy of the Well of Eternity, the Highborne have contracted a strange disease."

"Once you stop energy absorption, you will quickly feel uncomfortable symptoms in your body, and as time goes by, this situation will gradually intensify, and you will be affected by this disease from your body to your spirit."

Dath'Remar's face changed. "That's right, I call it magic addiction. If there is no energy supply of a certain purity, the highborne will gradually wither, and finally... even mutate."

Andrea raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect Das Rema to have such a deep understanding of magic addiction during this period.

The withered and the heartbroken, these are all mutant species that emerged due to the unbearable torture of magic addiction.

"Then the question is, where can you go if you leave Anarsis?"

Andrea asked seriously, "Even the Moonlight Well I improved cannot do without the well water supply from the New Well of Eternity. Once the Highborne and Tyrande are completely broken, you want to get this supply of high-purity magic power again." It will be difficult."

"At that time, how will the upper elves survive the difficult period of the magic addiction, don't tell me you plan to resist."

"how is this possible……"

Dath'Remar smiled bitterly, "I've seen with my own eyes what the Highborne will look like after their magic addiction completely breaks out. I don't want my compatriots to suffer that kind of torture."

After the War of the Ancients, Vota Moonscar and a large number of former Black Rook Castle upper elf officers, in order to avoid conflict with Tyrande, who was trying to take over the military power, retreated one by one with interest.

Due to Dath'Remar's outstanding performance in the Battle of the Eternal Well, he was jointly recommended by several retired Highborne lords and became the leader of the Highborne.

Dath'Remar is undoubtedly a person with a sense of responsibility. In recent years, in order not to arouse Tyrande's resentment to a greater extent, he has shown more humility, but this is not because he is afraid of Tyrande, but because he considers the overall situation.

The night elves, who were rebuilding social order after the war, could not withstand a new round of internal division and turmoil. Dath'Remar and the few people involved in the current Highborne also understood this truth, and temporarily chose to bear the burden of humiliation.

But human patience has its limit after all, step by step retreat did not bring Tyrande's understanding, but instead sent a wrong signal to some civilians who harbored hatred and dissatisfaction with the high elves.

"The nobles who used to be invincible have faded away, and even us commoners can bully them at will."

Andrea looked at Dath'Remar with deep meaning, and smiled knowingly, "I understand, you want me to convey the goodwill of the Highborne to Tyrande through my relationship with the Archdruid, and warn Is she enough?"

A tacit smile appeared on Dath'Remar's face, "It's convenient to talk to smart people."

"After a brutal war, the Highborne have lost too much. We don't want to have any disputes with anyone now, but..."

A cold light flashed in Dath'Rema's eyes, "If the High Priest of Whisperwind really intends to kill them all, we won't just sit and wait for death."

"Although we are only a minority compared to the population base of night elves civilians, if we are really pushed into a desperate situation...we will remind some guys who are pushing their feet, how Arcanist can rule the night empire for thousands of years .”