Stratholme God

Chapter 419 Tears flow down!

Liadrin naturally thought of that day that she still recalled with great humiliation.

In the last quarter of an hour, he was thinking about being loyal to the country and fighting to the last moment of his life, and in the next second, he sold it to His Majesty the King, whom he trusted, admired, and willing to sacrifice for.

The completely undisguised abandonment above, the meat-selling packaging of Chiguoguo, tore the last fig leaf, trampled her dignity mercilessly in the mud, and even stomped her feet.

"This is for the country, for the reproduction of the race..." Those words still echoed in my ears.

No matter how noble and great the words are, they cannot conceal the shamelessness behind them.

Every time a woman has to be sacrificed in exchange for the pitiful benefits, the country that continues to survive is really ruined.

Liadrin bit her red lips lightly.

She looked at McDonald, who was secretly grinning beside her. If McDonald had really possessed her roughly that night, maybe she would obey, but her heart would die completely that night. Ironically, The respect she didn't get in the motherland and the king, but she felt it in this young human man who snatched her.

This strong contrast, coupled with a series of events in Quel'Thalas, caused her mentality to change long ago.

Liadrin felt less like a commodity being sold out and more like a pioneer in the integration of human and high elf society.

Taking a peek at the shriveled bodies of the two great astrologers due to their addiction to magic, she completely ignored the 4A-level scenic spot in front of her.

As we all know, to lose weight, you must first reduce your breasts.

Not long after the onset of the magic addiction, they tossed them badly, and their weight plummeted.Looking at it visually, the body of a matchstick that can be blown away by the wind will not be moved by a man, and there is only one face left to look at.

So what if they recovered?

They were only Plan B in their heyday, so how could they be her opponents, let alone the three Windrunner sisters who were eyeing them.

After quickly assessing the combat strength of both sides, Liadrin no longer had the idea of ​​targeting, but was more of a sympathy for each other.

Here, when the two of them finished speaking, McDonnell first crossed his hands and put his fingers on the desk, then changed his posture, resting his left hand on his cheek, while his right index finger lightly touched the desk rhythmically.

"Da da da……"

The light knocking of the fingers was like a giant hammer striking a bell, and every blow made the hearts of the two female astrologers tremble.But they didn't say a word, just pursed their lips, grabbed their robes with both hands, and stood there blankly.

The feeling of being scrutinized, like a livestock being stripped naked for slaughter, is too bad.

All kinds of phantom voices kept popping up in their minds: "What if we are rejected?", "If this noble human being becomes violent immediately, what should we do?"

Finally, McDonald finally spoke.

"Your Excellencies Solanian and Calpurnia, before I formally express my attitude, I would like to say... Although I prefer to let history make a fair evaluation of our behavior today, I would like to hear your opinions even more. Thoughts—if Quel'Thalas hadn't withdrew from the alliance at the beginning, and had been fulfilling his obligations as an ally, would the result be better today?"

A sense of contradiction immediately surged into the chests of the two astrologers.

Is sun well water precious?
It must be precious!

That's a shortcut to the heights of magic!
But compared with a complete country, it is not so precious.

The pioneers of the Quel'dorei have used their blood and lives as a lesson, proving that without a strong military force, the precious water of the Sunwell cannot be kept.

When I quit the alliance, to put it bluntly, I wanted to kill myself. I didn't want to be ordered by the alliance with humans as the core, and I felt that my home was safe, so I quit the alliance on the grounds that the diluted version of the sun well water was stolen.

Even a high-ranking Quel'Dorei can see this problem clearly.

Solanlian spoke first: "Quel'dorei has become what it is today, and it is the fault of the higher-ups of the mage faction."

Calpurnia sighed: "We are immersed in the glory of the past and cannot extricate ourselves. In fact, 2800 years ago, it has been proved that the Quel'dorei cannot survive alone. It's just that we have never wanted to face up to this fact."

McDonald was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that the two of you thought so clearly."

Solanlian sighed: "I am alone in the dark, and it is easy to think too much."

Calpurnia drooped her slender eyebrows: "Please don't question our determination to switch servants. We once loved Quel'Thalas deeply, and were willing to sacrifice for His Royal Highness Kael'thas."

Solanlian: "However, when something happened to us, they immediately sold us off like baggage. Our fate has completely changed."

Calpurnia: "Sell it for a good price, this is our final value, let's count it as... the loyalty with a clear price."

The faces of the two women were full of bitterness.

"As long as we are given enough sun well water, we will be archmages above the standard."

"This transaction is a success - we and His Highness Kael'thas will not default on anything!"

That's all they wanted to say.

McDonnell and Liadrin were filled with emotion.

"Well, I have to admit, I can't refuse His Excellency Sunstrider's proposal. I really need powerful mages as my direct subordinates. You will get the Sunwell water you want to exchange, and... respect."

"Respect?" They were a little stunned and repeated this unfamiliar word.

"In this regard, perhaps Liadrin, who is more experienced, can help you. I think she will be happy to share with you her experience after coming to my side."

After McDonnell finished speaking, Liadrin glanced at him with a strange face, and then proudly puffed out her chest: "Other things, I will tell you slowly."

McDonnell added: "As for the battle, there is no rush. I have drawn up a detailed plan for getting rid of the addiction. Take a look first."

McDonald pushed a piece of parchment across the table.

The two of them picked it up and looked at it with complicated expressions.

In fact, McDonnell adopted the method of the Tianchao Drug Rehabilitation Center to get rid of the demon addiction. Generally speaking, he gradually reduced the intake of Sunwell water. Meditation idea.

Dalaran's meditation technique is more inclined to let the magic circuit in the body absorb the free elements in the air, and purify and purify the elements mobilized from other worlds.

This method is very troublesome, and the level of mana recovery is at least [-]%, but it is healthier.

This thing was previously scoffed at by the Elf Master and thrown into the trash can.

At the moment when the sun well is polluted, there is no other way.

Solanlian was a little anxious: "But, we won't be able to fight with you, Lord, for a long time."

She didn't even realize she had changed her words.

McDonald's handsome smile shot into their hearts like a ray of light in the dark: "I can afford to wait. Even if there is any eventuality, as long as your loyalty is true, you will always find someone to loyal to, right? ?”

Tears flow down my cheeks!

(End of this chapter)