I Will No Longer Accept the Light

Faced with Zul'ra's words, Liadrin didn't press further. Instead, she carefully inquired about the details of Landra's initial drug use, then tried to help her focus her will and concentrate her mind to pinpoint her feelings at the time. Finally, Randra offered to be the first to use the drug. ♨♖ 😲😳

Zul'ra could sense that the female Blood Elves was indifferent to him, but he didn't say much. He handed her a vial of the potion to drink. Although the female Elves was indifferent, she drank the potion in one gulp, showing a special kind of heroic spirit.

After drinking the potion in one gulp, Liadrin lowered her head and entered a meditative state. The three chakras of stillness, punishment, and protection within her body reached harmony. When the potion took effect, she felt as if her body was enveloped in a ball of light, as if she had returned to the small courtyard of her old home, under the warm sun, where her father, Vondelor, was teaching her.

From a third-person perspective, Landra looked at Liadrin, who was meditating with her head bowed. She saw a pale golden light emanating from Liadrin's body, as if the light was flowing from the pores of her skin and enveloping her body like water.

"..." Landra looked at the strangely shaped Liadrin, then turned to look at Zul'ra beside her. Was she like this last time too?

Zul'ra sensed Landra's gaze, raised an eyebrow at her, and shook her head. Landra had used the Scroll of Inner Truth, which made her float in mid-air, her body surrounded by rainbows—far more magical than Liadrin's. However, their situations were different.

Looking at Zul'ra's gaze, Landra blinked in confusion. She didn't know what had happened after using the Scroll of Inner Truth; she only knew that she felt a Tranquility, as if bathed in starlight, and that the world felt different when she woke up.

Compared to the two exchanging glances, Ennas, Lelia, and Kasma stared wide-eyed in shock, but remained silent, carefully observing Liadrin's condition. The pale golden light was transparent, revealing Liadrin's expression within it.

Zul'ra didn't even bother to exchange glances with Landra, signaling her to pay attention to Liadrin, while also carefully observing herself. She knew that not only were the methods of entering meditation different, but the conditions of meditation were also different, and the formulas of the Light-Cleansing Potion that the two drank were also different.

Zul'ra used a different formula when concocting the Light potions before. The water from the Sacred Pool was mixed with the light of the sun, moon, and stars. Landra's potion was made with Sacred Pool, while Liadrin's potion was made with the new Sunlight potion.

After drinking the Light-Cleansing Potion, Liadrin stood in the cocoon of light, lost in her own mental world under the gaze of five pairs of eyes. In the warm sunlight of the courtyard, her kind foster father was teaching her the doctrines of the Light.

Feeling the beauty of the sunlight, Liadrin's tear ducts began to secrete tears without her realizing it. Clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes onto her clothes, and then rolled down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string. The sunlight in the courtyard and her kind foster father were all gone.

When Quel'Thalas fell, Liadrin's last moment was in the Golden Palace of the Sun on the Isle of Quel'Danas, where she faced Arthas alongside her foster father, many Silvermoon councilors, and the Sun King Anasterian. She witnessed the king die by the butcher's sword and watched her foster father be killed by an abomination.

Witnessing the murder of her loved ones, Liadrin was powerless to help. She prayed to the Light, but the Light did not answer her. Finally, it was her adoptive father's friend, the Archmage Belovar, who, on the verge of death, teleported her off Isle of Quel'Danas and landed her in a corner of Eversong Woods.

After successfully returning to her people, Liadrin no longer believed in the Light. She scorned and cursed the Light, learned Warrior skills from her companions, and then took up a mace to fight the Undead. But just two weeks ago, she encountered her foster father again, an Undead was only a shell.

Suppressing her grief, Liadrin used a mace to bring him to rest, but overwhelmed by guilt and hatred, she began to suffer from insomnia night after night. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would recall her actions and feel pain all over her body.

Because of a mana addiction attack, he sought help from Ubrik, but happened to encounter the Archmage who needed Priest's assistant. Knowing he had once been Priest, Ubrick hoped he would accompany him to Zul'Aman to seek help from the leader of the Forest Trolls, whose parents had been killed by Forest Trolls...

"..." Liadrin suddenly opened her eyes, instinctively reaching out to wipe her wet face, then looked at her companions who were all looking away: Landra, Ennas, Kasma, and Lelia. Her gaze finally landed on the King of the Amani, and she found that he hadn't looked away, and was even smiling and greeting her.

"Miss Liadrin, how are you feeling?" Zul'ra asked with a faint smile, looking at the female Elves who was crying her eyes out in meditation.

"I... I feel a little different." Liadrin looked at the smiling Trolls, and after sensing her body and mind, she realized that she seemed somewhat different.

"That should be correct. I need to observe you for a while. You won't come into contact with Arcane energy again, right?" Zul'ra asked, looking at Liadrin. If she didn't come into contact with Arcane energy, then theoretically, this female Elves's magic addiction could be cured.

"I will no longer accept the Light, but Arcane... I don't know." Liadrin wiped away her tears with her sleeve, firmly stating her rejection of the Light, but she was confused about Arcane, unsure of what the future held!

"You don't need to rush to conclusions; nobody knows what the future holds." Zul'ra smiled as he looked at the female Elves who had rejected the Light. He was now certain that this Liadrin was indeed the Liadrin he knew, but she hadn't completely overcome that hurdle in her heart yet.

"I need to observe you for a while to see how you are doing. But next, you will need to treat these gentlemen and ladies." Zul'ra made her decision before Liadrin could answer, and then looked at the remaining Blood Elves, raising the potion in her hand.

"Does taking this potion require meditation?" Lelia asked, looking at Liadrin who was crying her eyes out. She didn't know what Liadrin had gone through, but she didn't really want to go through it; it was too embarrassing for her.

"I believe that in a state of mind-body unity, the spirit is more easily cleansed," Zul'ra stated her opinion.

"Well... then I'll trouble you, Miss Liadrin, and thank you for your help, Zul'ra Jin." Lelia was about to reply that she would try the potion herself, but Ennas tugged at her sleeve, so she had to change her tone. It wouldn't be good to be too willful when accepting help from others.

"Hmm, here you go." Zul'ra looked at the scheming male and female Blood Elves Priest, smiled, and handed the potion to Lelia without making any other gesture.