"I'm here, ask."

"What's going on with this guy? Isn't he Enzos' pet? How could he be fooled by Letisia so easily?"

Saratas sneered disdainfully, "It's a pet, but this brainless beast, Enzos must have transformed it on a whim."

"The plan to occupy the dark abyss failed. Enzos had probably forgotten this guy for a long time. Without the constraints of his master, this bull monster would live according to his habits."

"Your primary school apprentice majoring in the power of void, suddenly feeling this familiar aura. It is not surprising that the bull monster with very low intelligence will instinctively feel close."

Andrea pondered for a moment "That is to say, now Akumair has basically disconnected from Enzos? Can I believe it?"

Saratas smiled strangely and advised, "It's better not to have confidence in this brainless creature. If Nzos remembers it again one day, he might make Akumair crazy through remote mind control."

"If you want this beast to stay, it is best to 'clean' it with my help and use my own void power to completely eliminate the trace amount of mental power left by Enzos."

In fact, Andrea didn't want this ugly guy to stay, but when he saw the pleading look on Letisia's face, he finally softened his heart.

"Why……"

After rubbing Leticia's little head, Andrea said with a wry smile, "You will really cause trouble for me... Leave Akumair with me for the time being, I will check it to ensure it is truly safe and harmless and then hand it over to you."

Other people's daughters like to raise small pets such as cats, dogs, and at most they can raise a night blade leopard from scratch. They can be used as playmates when they were young, and they can also be used as their own mount when they were young.

Her adopted daughter went through these stages in one step and directly raised a giant bull snake. This huge contrast made Andrea feel full of desire to complain.

With Andrea's promise, Letisia squinted her eyes as comfortable as a cat, and her head rubbed upwards against Andrea's big hand.

"Hehe~Thank you, Andrea."

Let Leitisia take Akumair, who has a vibration effect on his walk, and walked out... and walked around, Andrea waved helplessly to Dasrema to follow.

"It's OK to say it."

After returning to his independent office, Andrea returned to his serious attitude.

"If there was no important discussion, you wouldn't stay in Moon Night Town for more than a month. What happened to Annaheath?"

Dasrema was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply.

"It's true that I can't hide it from you."

Resting heavily on the backrest of the sofa, Dasrema rubbed his nose exhausted.

"You also know that under the management of the High Priest of Yufeng, our upper elves are always being treated unequally."

Dasrema's face was a little gloomy. "It is necessary to register and close inspection when entering and leaving Annaheath. We are not allowed to approach the new Eternal Well. Even the energy absorbed by the moon well is strictly controlled by the priestess."

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

Dasrema's eyes were a little confused. "Andria, tell me, should we continue this kind of life?"

Andrea took out the bottle from the wine cabinet and poured it on for Dasrema. The depressed Dasrema temporarily abandoned the noble etiquette and raised his neck to pour the wine in his glass into his throat.

Andrea said with some pain, "...You should taste it at least, this is a craft bean fruit wine."

“Ha~”

Dasrema exhaled a sip of alcohol and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood."

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

"Dasrema, I have a problem."

Putting down the wine glass, Andrea raised her legs and crossed her legs and said with a deep look, "You should have discovered it, right? Because of the long-term absorption of the pure energy of the Eternal Well, the upper elves have been infected with a strange disease."

"Once you stop taking energy, you will quickly feel discomfort symptoms in your body, and over time, this situation will gradually intensify, from body to mind, and it will be affected by this condition."

Dasrema's face moved, "Yes, I call it a magic addiction. If there is no energy supply of a certain degree of purity, the upper elves will gradually wither and eventually... they will even mutate."

Andrea raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that Dasrema would have such a deep understanding of magic addiction during this period.

Those withered methods and those who lose their hearts are all mutated species that appear because they cannot withstand the torture of demon addiction.

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

Andrea asked seriously, "Even if the Moon Night Well I improved, it is inseparable from the well water supply of the new Eternal Well. Once the upper elves completely break with Tyrande, it will be difficult for you to obtain this supply of high-purity magic again."

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

"How is it possible..."

Dasrema smiled bitterly, "I have seen with my own eyes what the upper elves will look like after the magic addiction is completely attacked. I don't want my compatriots to suffer that painful torture."

After the war of ancient times, Vota Yuehen and a large number of elves of the former Black Ruffle Fort retired one after another in order to avoid a conflict with Tyrande, who was trying to take charge of military power.

Due to Dasrema's outstanding performance in the Battle of Eternal Well, he was jointly recommended by several retired upper elves and became the leader of upper elves.

Dasrema is undoubtedly a responsible person. In recent years, in order not to arouse Tyrande's greater disgust, he has been humble, 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 turmoil. Dasrema and several of the upper elves now understood this truth and temporarily chose to endure humiliation.

But human patience is ultimately limiting. Step-by-step concessions have not been exchanged for Tyrande's understanding, but instead brings a wrong signal to some civilians who have hatred and dissatisfaction with the upper elves.

"The once arrogant nobles are already in decline, and even we civilians can bully them at will."

Andrea seemed to look at Dasrema meaningfully, and chuckled with clarity, "I understand, do you hope that I convey the kindness of the upper elf to Tyrande through my relationship with the Great Druid, and warn her to stop at the right time?"

Dasrema also showed a tacit smile on her face, "It is convenient to talk to smart people."

"After a cruel war, the upper elves have lost too much, we don't want to have disputes with anyone anymore, but..."

A cold light flashed in Dasrema's eyes. "If the High Priest Yufeng really planned to kill him, we wouldn't just sit there and wait for death."

"Although we are only a minority compared to the population base of Night Elf civilians, if we are really forced into a desperate situation... we will remind some guys who are trying hard to get more and more greedy, why can the Arcane master rule the Night Empire for thousands of years?"
Chapter completed!