Liadrin naturally thought of that day that she still recalled with great humiliation.
One moment, he was thinking about being loyal to the country and fighting until the last moment of his life. The next moment, he sold himself to His Majesty the King, whom he trusted the most, admired the most, and was most willing to sacrifice for.
The completely undisguised abandonment and the meat-selling packaging of Chiguoguo tore the last fig leaf, ruthlessly trampled her dignity into the mud, and stamped her feet.
"This is for the sake of the country, for the reproduction of the race..." Those words echoed in my ears vaguely.
No matter how noble and great the words are, they cannot conceal the shamelessness behind them.
Women have to be sacrificed every time in exchange for pitiful benefits. The country that continues to survive must be destroyed.
Liadrin bit her red lips gently.
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She looked at McDonald grinning secretly next to her. If McDonald had really violently taken possession of her that night, maybe she would have obeyed, but her heart would have died completely that night. What was extremely ironic was that,
The respect she couldn't get from the motherland and the king was felt by the young human man who snatched her away.
This strong contrast, coupled with the subsequent series of events in Quel'Thalas, caused her mentality to change long ago.
Liadrin felt less like a product being sold, and more like a pioneer in the integration of human and high elf society.
She secretly took a look at the bodies of the two great astromancers that had become shriveled up due to magic addiction. She didn't pay attention to the 4A-level scenic spot in front of them at all.
As we all know, to lose weight, reduce breasts first.
Not long after the onset of the addiction, they were tortured to such an extent that their weight plummeted. From a visual inspection, no man could move with a matchstick body that could be blown away by the wind, and only his face was left to be seen.
So what if they recover?
They were nothing more than Plan B in their heyday, how could they be Liadrin's match, let alone the three Windrunner sisters who were eyeing her.
After quickly assessing the combat strength of both sides, Liadrin no longer had any thoughts of taking action, but instead had more of a sympathy for each other.
Here, when they finished speaking, McDonald first crossed his fingers and placed them on the table of the desk, then changed his position, holding his chin with his left hand, and tapping the table with his right index finger rhythmically.
"Da, da, da..."
The tapping of the fingers sounded softly, but it was like a giant hammer striking a bell. Every blow made the hearts of the two female great astrologists tremble. But they didn't say a word, just pursed their lips and held their hands with their hands.
The robe stood there blankly.
The feeling of being scrutinized, like a domestic animal that has been stripped naked and ready to be slaughtered, is really terrible.
All kinds of phantom voices kept popping up in their minds: "What if we are rejected?", "What if this noble human being immediately becomes vicious?"
With great difficulty, McDonald finally spoke.
"Solanlian and Calpurnia, before I formally express my attitude, I want to say... Although I prefer to let history make a fair evaluation of our actions today, I would like to hear your opinions more.
Thoughts - If Quel'Thalas had not withdrawn from the Alliance and had always fulfilled its obligations as an ally, would the outcome today be better?"
A sense of conflict immediately surged into the chests of the two astrologers.
Is Sunwell water precious?
It must be precious!
That is the shortcut to the peak of magic!
But compared with a complete country, it is not so precious.
The Quel'dorei pioneers have used their blood and lives as lessons to prove that without strong military power, the precious Sunwell water cannot be preserved.
When we withdrew from the alliance, to put it bluntly, it was because the superiors wanted to do their own thing. They did not want to be manipulated by the human-centered alliance, and they felt that they were very safe, so they withdrew from the alliance on the grounds that the diluted version of the Sunwell water had been stolen.
Even the higher-ups of Quel'dorei can see this problem clearly.
Solanlian spoke first: "Quel'dorei has become what it is today because of the fault of the higher-ups of the Mage Sect."
Calpurnia sighed: "We are immersed in the glory of the past and can't extricate ourselves. In fact, 2800 years ago it was proven that Quel'dorei cannot exist alone. It's just that we have never wanted to face this fact."
McDonald was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you two to think so clearly."
Solanlian sighed: "I am alone in the dark, and it is easy to think too much."
Calpurnia lowered her slender eyebrows: "Please do not question our determination to serve. We once deeply loved Quel'Thalas and were willing to sacrifice for His Highness Kael'thas."
Solanlian: "But when something happened to us, they immediately sold us like baggage. Our destiny has completely changed."
Calpurnia: "Sell it for a good price. This is our final value. Let's call it...loyalty with a clear price tag."
The faces of the two women were full of bitterness.
"As long as we are given enough Sunwell water, we will be top-notch masters."
"This transaction is successful - His Highness Kael'thas and we will not default on each other!"
That's all they want to say.
MacDonald and Liadrin were filled with emotion.
"Well, I must admit that I cannot refuse Lord Sunstrider's proposal. I do need a powerful mage as a direct subordinate. You will get the Sunwell water you want to exchange, and...respect."
"Respect?" They repeated this unfamiliar word in a bit of shock.
"Perhaps the more experienced Liadrin can help you in this regard. I think she will be happy to share with you her experience after coming to my side."
When McDonald finished speaking, Liadrin glanced at him with a strange expression, then proudly puffed out her chest and walked out: "I will tell you about other things slowly."
McDonald added: "As for the battle, don't rush it now. I have drawn up a detailed plan to get rid of the addiction to magic. You can take a look at it first."
McDonald pushed a piece of parchment on the table.
They picked it up and looked at it with complicated expressions.
In fact, McDonald used the methods of the Celestial Drug Rehabilitation Center to cure his addiction to magic. Basically, he gradually reduced the intake of Sunwell water, and at the same time made some modifications to the magic, using Dalaran's meditation method instead of the original method used by the elves.
Meditation method.
Dalaran's meditation technique is more inclined to allow the magic circuits in the body to absorb the free elements in the air, and to purify and purify the elements mobilized from other worlds.
This method is a lot of trouble, and the level of mana recovery is at least 70%, but it is healthier.
This thing used to be scorned by the Elf Master and thrown into the trash can.
Now that the sunwell is polluted, there is no other solution.
Solanlian was a little anxious: "But, we won't be able to fight for you, my lord, for a long time."
She didn't even realize she had changed her story.
McDonald's chic smile was like a light in the darkness, shining into their hearts: "I can afford to wait. Even if something happens, as long as your loyalty is true, you will always find someone to loyal to, right?
