Magical Strategist

After the news of Ivan's death in battle spread, all the forces under his command surrendered.

Eileen's camp ultimately won. He endured it for more than ten years, experienced nine deaths, and finally completed his revenge plan.

After the war, while rescuing the wounded, Irene ordered: Whether they are from the Rem tribe or the Mora tribe, as long as they are still alive, they will be treated equally.

The most seriously injured person in this battle, Zhenlong, was sent back to Yuna City by Xingye.

In the duel with Ivan, Zhenlong overloaded his spells, causing his right arm to become completely necrotic, with as many as thirteen fractures all over his body, more than half of his blood loss, and his life was in danger.

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Wisteria Palace.

The best team of blood elves' doctors gather here. The purpose is to save the hero of Mora, Lear True Dragon, at all costs.

Eileen gave the order to die. If the real dragon dies, then this team of doctors will be buried with him.

The real dragon was placed on a bed made of wisteria and wrapped in white cloth.

Beside the bed were eight anxious doctors. They were busy discussing how to save the patient.

On the other side, Irene and Yuanshan were waiting anxiously.

"The injury is too serious and the elixir has expired. Moreover, the hero has lost too much blood, so we must first supply him with blood." A doctor suggested.

"It's not appropriate. Replace his broken bones first, and then take out the bone fragments from the body. Otherwise, the blood supply will not reach the whole body, and it will cause paralysis."

So they started another debate.

Erin finally couldn't stand it anymore and yelled: "I'll give you three more minutes. If you don't start treating him, I'll make your heads fall off!"

yes! Yes!

The clan leader had spoken, and they had no choice but to agree.

An older doctor walked up to Irene and said, "Chief Qi, I have to tell you something. The hero's right arm may not be saved and must be amputated."

"Oh, I got it!" A simple sentence, the answer sounded calm and straightforward. But after answering, Erin burst into tears.

Recalling every moment with Zhenlong and the time spent with him.

The journey has been more bitter and less sweet, but with his presence, there is still joy.

In times of crisis, as long as he is there, I feel much more at ease.

She felt that she owed the real dragon so much that she would never be able to repay it in her lifetime.

Erin looked at the bed with red and swollen eyes. Under the weak light, the pale face, the bloody body...

The damaged right arm was cut by the doctors one by one until it was completely separated from the body.

Each knife stung Irene's heart.

You must get better, I'm waiting for you to get better!

The rescue lasted for more than 20 hours before ending. His life is saved, but when he can wake up depends on his physical condition.

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The seventh day after the "Battle of the Sunwell".

The blood elves ushered in a grand and happy day.

The new chief of the clan ascended the throne at the altar in the eastern suburbs of Yuna Holy Land.

Ivan's dark age has passed, and people from all over the world have come to witness this exciting moment.

On this morning, the altar was crowded with people.

The new chief patriarch, Eileen, wore a golden costume and a crown, and was escorted by the escort to the altar, looking majestic.

This enthronement ceremony was personally presided over by the respected Fifth Elder. They all came to the stage to give speeches.

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It was the turn of the last elder. He did not make much speech, but simply added: "My fellow tribesmen and friends, the chief chiefs of all generations are men. Only this time, we elect a woman, just because we all believe in her, It can restore our clan’s past glory.”

Blah blah blah...

A tsunami of applause came from below the altar.

Immediately, the great elders stood in a pentagonal position around the new chief patriarch. At the same time, they raised the wooden scepters in their hands and gathered at the head of the chief patriarch. They said in unison: "From now on, with the power of the sun, the rules of the blood elves, and the inheritance of the Mora clan, we order Irene, the daughter of Abel and the grandson of Ike, to succeed the throne of the blood elves under the sun. The Thirty-Third Chief of the Clan! Erin, please accept the Ring of the Sun God, and don’t let everyone else down in the world!”

Eileen stretched out her hands, took the golden ring passed by the elder, and put it on the thumb of her right hand.

The moment Irene put on the ring, the altar was completely boiling. They have longed for this moment.

"Long live the Queen!"

"Long live the Queen!"

"Long live the Queen!"

Win the hearts of the people and win the world. Eileen is a favorite.

Faced with the enthusiastic support and love of many people, Irene was deeply moved. She adjusted for a long time before she said: "Irene is not as talented, her writing is not as good as Qin Zhun, and her martial arts is not as good as Bai Feicangjia. I will need everyone's help in the future. I... thank you all!"

Irene was so excited that she couldn't speak...but the people didn't care. As long as it was Irene, nothing mattered.

It is unique in history that a woman in her twenties was responsible for the rise and fall of a race.

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After the enthronement ceremony was successfully completed, the queen began to confer official positions, allowing meritorious people to be promoted to positions and titles, so that talented and capable people could be reused.

In this way, Bai Fei was named the new divine envoy of the Rem tribe. Cangjia succeeded the Kuri tribe as the envoy. Choose the mountain as the messenger of Mora. In addition, regardless of whether he was an enemy or even a "criminal" who wanted to assassinate Irene, he was deemed innocent and awarded different positions according to his personal abilities.

Only one person is not included in the canonization list. That is the real dragon of Lille. Maybe Erin had her own plans.

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It was late at night when the ceremony ended.

Eileen came to the fifth elder's residence alone. It is said that what is important is negotiation.

The fifth elder had been working hard all day and planned to rest early. He had to return to Yaconuo City early tomorrow morning. But Erin was adamant and wanted to see them no matter what.

After Irene took a bath, the elders received her at the Wisteria Palace.

"I'm sorry for disturbing the elders so late." Irene knelt in front of the elders and said.

"Your Majesty the Queen does not have to kneel down in the future. We cannot bear the King's knee. Please get up."

Erin stood up and continued, "Actually, I have something else I want to discuss with you."

"Your Majesty, you respect me as the chief patriarch. Please pay attention to the words you use when you refer to yourself. You can't use "I" anymore. Do you understand?"

"I... no, this sect knows."

"Your Majesty, if you have anything to discuss with us, please tell me."

"Actually, yes, it's like this. We have a favorite person in our sect, and we want to take advantage of the opportunity to get married to him... on the occasion of ascending the throne."

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The night was hazy, covering the Wisteria Palace with a thin veil.

Irene came to the real dragon's room alone. Her face was a little ugly and her eyes were a little red and swollen. Liu's eyebrows were furrowed.

Several maids who served the real dragon day and night quickly saluted: "Good evening, Your Majesty!"

Erin asked coldly: "Are you awake?"

"Your Majesty, not yet, but my breathing is much calmer than yesterday."

"I know, you go out first." Erin said.

"Yes!"

After the maids left, Erin couldn't hold back her tears again, threw herself on the real dragon and cried bitterly.

Heartbreaking.