"call!"

Suddenly, Salorian Morning Seeker snored inappropriately.

What a bad thing!

Angma's face turned slightly green and hurriedly changed his words: "Only the sacred spell can save his legs!"

As he said that, he opened another bottle of antidote and dripped it into Salorian's knee.

Leadrin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked to Salorian's side and knelt down. While checking his injuries, she asked Angma: "There are no other wounds? What weapon is caused by? Can you describe it?"

"Zurkin stabbed him with a dagger, and there was no other injury."

Leadrin picked up Salorian's knee pad, took it in front of her eyes and looked at it, put it under her nose and smelled it. After a moment, she dipped her little finger in a little poison left behind in the damaged part of the knee pad armor, and put her finger into a bottle of antidote and stirred it.

As a high-level priest taught by the respected Von Delor himself, Leadline is very familiar with various injuries and knows how to deal with emergency treatment. She is much better than Angma, a rookie who does not know medicine.

When doing all this, Leadline seemed quite confident. It was an experience summarized by countless practices and practices, and she had already become familiar with it.

"It's not a powerful poison, it's not a problem."

After the antidote turned slightly green, she poured it on Salorien's legs, making a "squeaking" burning sound, and the symptoms of poisoning that spread like spider silk immediately subsided.

Angma was stunned and solved it like this? Zulkin, your poison is too inferior, right?

"The sun is on!" Salorien grinned and woke up slowly.

"The symptoms have eased. Just find a priest to treat you with poison." Leaderin took out a roll of bandages and bandaged Salorian's injured leg. Then she stood up and saluted him respectfully, and returned Queldra's hands.

Salorian glanced at Leadlin meaningfully and did not pick it up immediately.

Angma knew that the holder of the Holy Sword was probably already considering passing it to the successor.

In the official history, after Salorien died in the island of Queldanas, Lannaser succeeded as the holder of the Holy Sword.

Later, Kelthas joined Illidan's command and led the elite tribe to attack the Ice Crown Glacier under his leadership. The battle ended in failure, with heavy casualties and heavy casualties, including Lannaser, all the strong men were killed.

After the resurrection, Lannaser transformed into the blood queen of the Salein clan. In order to bury past memories, she smashed the holy sword Quildera and threw the fragments out of it.

Later, the hilt of the Holy Sword was accidentally obtained by the adventurer. After a series of tasks, it was recast in the Well of the Sun, which had been reignited by Viron with the essence of Muru, and thus possessed the Holy Sword.

But this is just gameplay.

Angma only knew that Queldra finally ran to Leaderine's hands, but Glass did not explain the plot at all, which was confusing.

Putting aside the game, the one who obtained the hilt of the Holy Sword should be the Quelthalas forces who participated in the training field at the Silver Northern Expedition Army, or the Sun-Savage faction of Dalaran. After completing the recast, it was handed over to Leaderlin.

"Madam High Priest, why don't you treat Lord Salorian first?" Angma blinked and asked knowingly.

Leadrin's face suddenly became solemn, she turned to look in the direction of Queldanas Island, as if she was immersed in the grief of the past.

"I will not use the Holy Light anymore," she said softly, with a hint of self-deprecating voice in her voice. "What's the use of power that cannot be used when needed most? The Holy Light is neither reliable nor useful. And I can no longer summon the Holy Light. On the day my teacher died, I will no longer be a high-level priest."

Angma sighed when she heard this, OK, this was said again by Leadrin. He did not give up and tentatively said: "But... Lord Salorian is also your mentor."

For Leadrin, although Salorian did not have the name of a tutor, he had the reality of a tutor. He taught all his life what he learned and taught the former a lot.

Angma didn't know whether Salorian's image in Leadline's heart coincided with her deceased mentor Von DeLor, but he knew that Leadline respected this powerful warrior from the bottom of his heart and was willing to humbly ask for advice from him.

Angma changed the fate of Salorian alone, so that he would not fall on the front line of the fight against the Scourge on Queldanas Island because his tribe was unprepared and to buy time for defense preparations for the Well of the Sun, and at the same time, he also inadvertently changed the fate of Leaderin.

This later blood knight commander has a higher melee skills that are very important for the Paladin's Way. If a legendary warrior like the Qingchenzhe personally teaches it, he will inevitably avoid many detours.

After all, in the official history, she is exploring and moving forward bit by bit on this road.

From a priest to a female warrior who had to use his weapons to quell the natural disasters and suffocate his inner regret and anger, to a blood knight who fought by sucking Muru's sacred energy, and eventually became a paladin who reconverted to the Way of Holy Light...

God knows how many detours she has taken and how many suffering she has experienced in her life.

Speaking of detours, Angma couldn't help but think of the holy deeds that were held in his arms by the land he cherished.

If Leadrin could cheer up now, and cheer up now, Angma would never dare to think about how brilliant her future achievements would be.

Her growth process will be infinitely shortened, and she will have a more impressive future due to higher ones, which will inevitably play a crucial role in the rise of the blood elves!

Suffering and hardship create heroes, so that they can avoid detours and suffering, and they will not become the future countess Leah Deline?

No, this sentence is right or not. Any generous and tragic man who will eventually shine with a heroic posture and shine with Azeroth has a firm and noble heroic heart.

No matter how you do it, Angma cannot affect the inner world of these people. Just as he is still a little slight now, he cannot affect the historical trajectory of Azeroth—

But he can be a catalyst, a butterfly flapping tirelessly - before growing into a dragon's wings covering the sky and the sun, the flapping of its wings is enough to trigger a historical storm.

"I, I..." Leadrin showed a painful look, avoiding Salorian's scrutiny gaze.

She stretched out her hands and looked at them with gritted teeth. After a moment, she narrowed her eyes and stretched her hands into the air. Her eyebrows gradually relaxed, and a holy color flowed on her face...

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Angma seemed to hear a response in the dark, and a pleasant and gentle voice sounded in his heart...

Suddenly, the light of the teleportation spells shone one after another. Prince Kelthas appeared on the beach, looked around for a while, and after finding Salorian Morning Seeker, he hurriedly walked towards this side.

Behind him was a large group of people, Romans, who was about to become the great magician, Rothema Theron, who replaced Sylvanas as the general of the Ranger Ranger, Hadurun Mingyi, who was promoted to the Ranger Lord, Aisas and Lannaser, who had just arrived to support the battle, and no less than ten magicians. Everyone looked a little tired, with more or less blood stains on their bodies and trolls' blood.

It seems that the frontline battle has ended. After seeing the troll corpses all over the ground, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

Their arrival interrupted the light and sounding sounds in the dark, and also disrupted Leaderine's mood.

She hurriedly saluted the prince, and Angma bowed to the end. Salorian wanted to get up, but was stopped by Kelthas walking a few steps on his shoulder.

"Don't move, how are you?" Kelthas's concern was beyond words, and his eyebrows were full of worries.

He heard Azas and Lannaser tell the story of Salorian Morning seeker's feat of repelling Zulkin and his elite corps alone, and suffered serious injuries as a result. He arrived immediately as soon as the battle ended.

"Your Highness, Madam Highness, and your consultant have treated my wounds, it's okay," replied Salorian respectfully.

Angma noticed that he was still calling Leaderine a title that had been deliberately kept silent by everyone.

Kelthas looked at his knees, his eyebrows raised high, and said solemnly: "Salorian, you have saved countless civilians from danger and are the real hero. Anar’alahbelore, I pay my highest respect to you."

He lowered his noble head deeply, and the respondents behind him bowed to Salorian with respect.

He defeated Zulkin's conspiracy with one man, and broke into five hundred elite trolls alone, almost killing them all. Who can do this?

No one can do it.

Salorian hurriedly supported himself with his hands and sat up. This time Kelthus did not stop him.

"For Quel'thalas." He nodded.

Kelthas stood up and said to everyone, "Go and find a priest."

Everyone looked at each other. In such a powerful lineup, there was no priest who knew how to use sacred spells.

"Torias is in Silver Moon City, I'll be back soon." Romans nodded, and immediately launched the teleportation spell and disappeared.

A considerable number of the mage group led by the great mage Biluohua and the priest led by the high-level priest Von Delor died in the defense battle of Queldanas Island.

However, high elves have always been known for magic, and there are many magicians. Although they slandered their vitality in that battle, they would not hurt the root cause.

The priest group is different. There are not many people. The high-level priests with superb skills have died. All the survived are ordinary priests and apprentices who are roughly sacred spells. Not to mention the number of them, the effect they can play is quite limited.

Seeing that Romans was looking for the priest, Kelthus leaned over again and looked at Salorian's injury on one knee.

Everyone ignored Leah Delin in the corner because everyone knew that she was no longer a high-level priest.

When Angma turned his head, he happened to see Lothema Theron approaching Leaderin, who was silent without attracting anyone's attention, stood behind her for a long time without attracting anyone's attention.

The care in Rothema's eyes was about to emerge. He raised one hand, as if he wanted to hold Leaderine's shoulder to give her strength and support, but his hand stopped for a long time in the middle of the way and did not put it on until the end.

Angma was anxious when he saw this. Rothema had feelings for Leadrin, but he didn't dare to show it. He always played the trick of "Home and country are so great that they can't let their children be in love". To put it bluntly, he was afraid of expressing his opinions rashly, which added trouble to Leadrin's already bleak life.

In later generations, he would often send magic crystals to Leadline anonymously to relieve her symptoms of magic addiction. He kept silently giving behind her back and never pointed out the relationship that caused trouble to her. He was a very good man.

It's good to do this, but Angma thinks he should stand up. Who can tell the relationship clearly? Maybe in Leadrin's cloudy life, she needs a partner like him to share the pressure of ubiquitousness with her?

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. After noticing Angma's gaze, Rothema was stunned, but instead took his hand back, and made a "shhhh, keep it secret" gesture to him with a finger in front of his mouth.

Oh, why are you so in this way? Look at Luo Ning...

Angma really regrets that he can't make a big deal.

"What's going on?" Kelthas suddenly said in surprise.

Angma turned around and saw that the bandage on Salorien's left knee was suddenly soaked with blood, and the expression on her face was also twisted in pain.

Everyone was panicked and hurriedly rushed up to untie the bandages.

Angma saw that the insignificant shallow wound was completely covered with strange green, and the spider-web-like poison line had already covered her knees and even spread to the skin covered by leg armor. How could there be a slight sign of being curbed?

Everyone quickly removed his leg armor, but saw that Salorian's calves were also full of poison lines. The venom was eroding his blood vessels and muscles at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was almost spreading to his ankles!

Looking at Salorian again, his face was extremely pale, his sweat was covered in cold sweat, and his teeth were almost broken, and he was obviously suffering from unimaginable severe pain.

"Go and find the priest, go!" Kelthas said hurriedly.

Soon, several more magicians took the order to leave, and the rest poured the antidote and fed Salorien the healing potion, but the situation did not improve at all, and they were all anxious.

At this moment, a somewhat unconfident voice rang behind everyone: "Let me try it."

To everyone's surprise, even Angma casts incredible eyes at Leadline.
Chapter completed!