Leaders' condolences are a commonly used method in modern politics. They can create a positive image of officials, make them feel kind and close to the people, understand the suffering of the grassroots, and win people's hearts.

People also like this very much.

You see, when Michaela, led by the doctor Eretus, walked into the ward to express condolences to her compatriots, they all burst into tears and thanked Michaela. If these people also have reputation, then Michaela must have reached the level of

The level of worship.

Soon, as Mikayla completed a circle around the hospital ward, the official business was completed, and it was time to do private business.

I saw Bernard, the private secretary next to me, stretched out his right hand, pointed to a single room in the hospital, and said to Mikayla: "Minister, please go this way."

Physician Eretus immediately understood and said: "Minister, please."

Michaela followed the two of them to the single room. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to wave to the compatriots in the ward to show his friendly image.

Needless to say, the above-mentioned actions were all seen by the Sunshine reporter on the sidelines, and the headlines came just like that.

There was a "pop", and very quickly, Michaela, Bernard and the doctor Eretus walked into the single room, and Bernard closed the door thoughtfully.

"elder brother!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came to everyone's ears, and Michaela also stepped forward to comfort her sister: "I'm here, Marlenia."

That's right, the private room is the private ward of Michaela's sister, Marlenia. It was also a small room opened by the hospital after learning that she was Michaela's sister. Others did not have this treatment.

After this period of recuperation, Marlenia, who was lying on the bed, looked much better than when she was in the troll prison, especially since her originally messy red hair had been combed and turned into the shoulder-length hair it is today.

The delicate face was finally revealed.

However, the skin on her face and around the left and right eyes seemed to have been corroded by some kind of acid, leaving uneven scars that seriously affected her beauty. Fortunately, the injury only affected the skin and did not touch the eyeballs, so her vision was not affected.

Not being affected is a blessing among misfortunes.

But the scars on her face are ugly at best. Marlenia’s real problem is actually her vacant right hand!

At first, Michaela thought that Malenia's lack of right hand was caused by trolls, but the doctor Eretus said:

"Minister, your sister's right hand does not look like the handiwork of a troll, because if a living person's arm is cut off entirely, he will bleed profusely, and there is no reason for a troll to bandage the wound of a prisoner. Not only that..."

In the middle of speaking, the doctor Eretus pointed to the root of his right hand and said to Malenia: "Can you please expose your right shoulder?"

"good."

Marlenia raised her left hand and took off the right half of the hospital gown, exposing her shoulder and allowing Michaela to see clearly the root of her right hand.

"Minister, did you see it?"

Physician Eretus pointed to Marlenia's right shoulder and explained to Michaela: "If there were traces of incision, there should be scars, but the skin at the root of my sister's right arm is very smooth and has no scars.

So I thought, was she born without a right arm?"

Michaela wanted to say that he didn't know, but fortunately, he swallowed it back the moment before he said it. He was obviously his brother, but he didn't know that his sister was born without a right arm, which would definitely arouse suspicion.

And as a blood elf, it is very rare to be born with missing limbs because:

"Minister, please forgive me for speaking frankly."

Just listen to the doctor Eretus say: "We, the blood elves, have the blessing of the Sunwell, so there will be no offspring born with limbs, so your sister is very strange."

You know, Malenia herself was right next to her. The doctor Eretus' words were so obvious that even Bernard, who was always good at flattering, didn't answer. Malenia didn't argue anything, just looked at

Michaela.

"Of course Marlenia is my sister." Michaela insisted on this without hesitation.

"Um, okay."

It was impossible for the doctor Eretus to refute the minister's conclusion, and said tactfully: "The minister is indeed very lucky to be able to save his sister. Many of our compatriots have lost relatives in natural disasters and wars."

The previous questions have been cleared up in one go.

Bernard also took the opportunity to say: "Dr. Eretus, the minister is very concerned about his sister's condition. How is her recovery going?"

Doctor Eretus immediately seized the opportunity to change the subject: "Minister, my sister is recovering well. She can be discharged from the hospital as long as she rests for a few more days."

When she was captured by the troll, Marlenia, as a prisoner, did not eat or drink well and was in a state of malnutrition. Now she has been in the hospital for a period of time, her nutritional conditions have kept up, and she has naturally recovered well.

However, the physician Eretus had already heard the implication, so his words did not end there, but said:

"But I'm afraid her right arm cannot be restored with magic."

Healing magic can indeed restore injuries, even bringing the dead back to life is no problem, let alone healing a broken hand.

However, Marlenia's right arm was not lost acquiredly, but was missing congenitally. It was something that didn't exist in the first place. No matter how powerful your healing spells are, you can't grow it.

What to do?

Don't worry, read carefully what the doctor Eretus said. He only said that magic cannot be used to restore it, but he did not say that there is no other way!

The smart Michaela answered immediately and asked: "Then what should we do?"

Physician Eretus's answer was: "The right hand can be replaced with an engineered prosthesis."

It turns out to be engineering!

Michaela's eyes lit up.

In the game "World of Warcraft", engineering specializes in making various bombs, firearms and machines, but in the real Azeroth, engineering is closer to a mixture of magic and technology, so it can create many incredible things.

Prosthetics are just one of them.

Bernard on the side also took the opportunity to say: "Minister, the engineering workshop is about to be completed. You can go there to take a look then."

Michaela was very satisfied with her subordinate: "Very good, Bernard, go and make arrangements."

At the same time, Marlenia also hopes that she can get her missing right arm: "Brother, can I really have my right arm again?"

"It will definitely be possible, Marlenia, I promise you." Michaela comforted her sister.

Bernard also took the opportunity to flatter him: "Miss Malenia, your brother is a hero of the blood elves. There is nothing he can't do."

At this point, Michaela's condolences ended, she said goodbye to her sister, and left the hospital.

How is it? Is it very plain, like a running account? Do you feel like something is missing?

Don't worry, it's here!

That night, Michaela returned to the Warlock's Secret Society. As soon as she arrived at the door, Sanion asked Michaela in surprise:

"I heard that you found your sister?"

Michaela nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

When Sanion heard this, he said "Ah", his eyes were as wide as bells, and he said in surprise: "I have known you for more than a hundred years, how come I have never heard that you have a sister!"

Michaela said half-jokingly: "My sister is sent from heaven, is there any problem?"

"My sister is coming from the sky!" Sanion obviously couldn't understand the setting of the second dimension.

"Okay, Sanion, don't be surprised. Where's the succubus party? Get excited!" Michaela walked directly down the stairs and came to the hall.

"This is not a surprise, Michaela." Sanion followed Michaela and said: "We are warlocks, warlocks who often deal with demons. You must know that not every demon is easy to get along with, and many demons will

Use various means to confuse us and control us."

Michaela originally stood still, turned to look at Sanion, and asked: "So, what do you want to express?"

Sanion looked at his colleagues and old friends, and said: "Michaela, as an old friend, I'm just worried that your so-called sister is actually a trap of the devil, the purpose is to confuse you and control you! Our warlock's

Although the power is powerful, this power also comes with a price, you know."

Demons are never kind and lawful beings, so if you want to deal with demons, you must be careful at all times. This is common sense for warlocks.

"Don't worry, old friend."

But Michaela always said firmly: "Marenia is my sister. After she is discharged from the hospital, I want to introduce her to you."

At this moment, another female voice came from the hall:

"Michaela, then I will definitely use the magic of detecting demons to carefully check whether your sister is actually a demon in disguise!"

Mikaela turned to look at the hall and called the other party's name: "Talenia, what's wrong with you?"

"Michaela, we're just worried about you!"

Another colleague Orama also came out and said to Mikaela: "We are all colleagues of the Warlock Guild. We have known each other for more than a hundred years. We have even met each other's parents, but we don't know

You have a sister."

Orama deliberately paused for a few seconds and then said: "Michaela, haven't you realized the problem? Your sister is a child born from your parents, and you are the only child in the family, and you have no sister at all! So that person is lying in the hospital

There is a high possibility that the sister here is a devil in disguise."

"Yes, brother!"

Michaela's younger brother Kjanomir also came over and said to Michaela: "The devil knows how to confuse people very well, and we don't want you to become a victim."

However, Michaela ignored her colleagues’ persuasion at all:

"What are you worried about? Marlenia is my sister, she is not a devil in disguise! I am also a warlock, I can tell the identity of the other party."

Suddenly, Sanion interjected: "Michaela, when you summoned the Dread Lord, you were so confident and thought you could control her, but what happened?"

"That's enough, Sanion, don't mention that!"
To be continued...