Mana Addiction

Facing the Cosmic Infuser sent back, even Kael'thas was caught off guard because he didn't know about it at all. This Cosmic Infuser was Sunstrider royal family's collection, he didn't even know that Lirath had lent the items out, and he didn't even expect that Amani Trolls would return the items.¤¸¸.•´¯`•¸¸.•..>> <<..•.¸¸•´¯`•.¸¸¤

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Haimuxi looked at the unresponsive gazes of Elves in the room, and felt a little contempt in his heart. They all said that Elves was a civilized race, but they didn't even thank Amani for helping them.

"Please, please wait a moment. Madam, where is King of the Amani now? Can I go see him?" Kael'thas looked at the female Trolls who was about to leave and couldn't help but hurriedly said something.

"Zul'ra Jin is not available now." Haimuxi handed over the reason.

"No, no time..." Kael'thas looked at the unthinking female Trolls and felt that her face was a little red. Then when she looked at the scepter Cosmic Infuser held by Elves next to her, she also felt something strange. Is that Trolls deliberately humiliating herself?

"Are you okay?" Haimuxi looked at the stuck Prince Elves and couldn't help but ask.

"No, no, oh, Kui, Sin'dorei thanks Amani'lai for your help this time. Thank you very much." Kael'thas came back to his senses, shook his head subconsciously, and then thanked himself again.

"No, I will give your thanks to Zul'ra Jin. Goodbye." Haimuxi looked at the scoffing prince Elves, feeling a little disdainful from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to answer "no need", but after thinking about it carefully, he still remained polite. Zul'ra had told her to pay attention to the occasion when speaking, and it was not appropriate to answer like that in front of Prince Elves's subordinates.

"Goodbye." Kael'thas nodded slightly, then watched Haimuxi leave, then turned to look at the short-handled scepter in the hand of the attendant next to him. Some of them were even more unpleasant.

"Lirath, do you have anything to say?" Kael'thas looked at the gorgeous short-handled scepter, and then at his advisors and clan members, Solarian, Capernian, Saltheril, when his eyes fell on the face of a Elves boy, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. This Elves's face was a little dejected.

"Prince, I feel that you should give that scepter to Amani just now." Lirath looked at Kael'thas, and the dim Arcane light in his eyes dropped.

"Why? Can I hear your reason?" Kael'thas asked.

"That Trolls asked Cosmic Infuser to be sent back. It seems to have a hidden meaning." The female Elves, with two long pointed ears protruding from the hood, looked at Lirath and spoke calmly.

"Yes, what Master Solanlian said is right, but no matter what Trolls means, we should be honest enough to give him something back to show our friendship." Lirath looked a little sad. He was feeling sad for his mother, sister, and the country that had been destroyed. Quel'Thalas currently needs Amani's friendship.

"Then how about we send the scepter back now?" Rommath, with his upright gold and red collar covering half of his face, looked at the sad little Elves, then turned to look at many of his colleagues.

"No, it's already too late. If you send the things back now, it will appear that Quel'Thalas is trying to please Amani." Solarian blinked and shook his head.

"Quel'Thalas can't rely on others, especially those Forest Trolls..." Kael'thas listened to Solarian's words and couldn't help but put back the same thoughts as Rommath. At the same time, he looked at everyone, his heart tightened slightly, Silvermoon City was shattered.

"I agree with His Highness, we have had decades of hatred with them." Rommath agreed without hesitation.

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"But besides them, do we have other helpers?" Lirath asked.

"Yes, humans." Solarian said, and Kael'thas on the side couldn't help but clenched his hands. He had just spurned the entire human race in public before leaving Dalaran, so now he wants to beg humans?

"Before the prince came back, he just..." The bearded Warrior Saltheril looked at the prince hesitantly. Not only him, but also the other Elvess who came back from Dalaran also thought of it.

"For Sin'dorei, I can endure this." Kael'thas looked at the many looks coming at him and tried to adjust his breathing. For the sake of his tribe, he had to endure it.

"Prince, what we need to solve most at the moment is not our allies." Lirath blinked the dim blue light in his eyes with some sadness. Facing his words, Kael'thas and the other Elves had not yet opened their mouths when suddenly the guards exclaimed from outside.

"Your Highness, something happened."

"What's going on?" Solarian walked out of the door frame first, looking at the guards who were rushing over.

"Yes, yes Sin'dorei went crazy. He stabbed a companion with a knife."

"What?" Kael'thas looked at the guards who rushed back, and couldn't help but twitching his long golden eyebrows. Why would some tribesmen do such a thing at this time!

"It's magic addiction!" Lirath clenched his right arm with his left hand, attracting Kael'thas's attention.

"Demon, addictive?" Kael'thas was a little unable to react.

"Your Highness, without the magic supply of Sunwell, our body will indeed feel empty and painful. Quickly, give him a piece of Arcane Crystal." Solarian looked at Lirath's condition and moved his slender eyebrows. Their clan has been immersed in the abundant and warm Arcane energy all year round. Once they are separated from that energy environment, they will become abnormal.

"No, no need, I can overcome it." Lirath looked at Solarian and couldn't help but quickly raised his hand to refuse.

"Sunwell, how is Sunwell now?" Kael'thas's face changed slightly, and he asked anxiously without caring about little Windrunner. He remembered that his father once said when he was a child, Sunwell is the source of Quel'dorei's prosperity.

"According to Archmage who was sent back, Sunwell is no longer sacred, and the energy emanating from the well water has been completely distorted." Lirath adjusted his breathing, endured the pain in his body, and replied after a slight pause.

"Now we are not only looking for allies, but also a cure for our addiction to magic."

"Bring him a crystal." Solarian looked at the painful Lirath and couldn't help but say.

"No, don't, let me hurt like this! Lirath, my mother, Sylvanas, my sister, they are all already... I am really in pain." Lirath waved his hand to stop the movement of Elves next to him. At the same time, he closed his eyes tightly and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. His pain was not a simple addiction to magic.

"Son of Windrunner, please, please believe me, I will cure you and lead you to find new hope." Kael'thas looked at little Elves with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. He couldn't help but get wet at the corners of his eyes, and stepped forward to hold his hand and promised.

"Thank you, thank you, Your Highness." Lirath felt the Arcane energy on Kael'thas's body and wanted to pull his hand back, but he didn't, so he could only lower his head and said.