NOVEL WEB Chapter 674 Internal Strife
Once the threat of external enemies disappears, internal conflicts will often emerge like a tide and can no longer be ignored.
This is especially true between the Sisters of Elune and the Moon Guard. They had fought side by side to resist foreign enemies, but after the demon left, the issues that had been temporarily shelved due to the battle resurfaced in everyone's mind.
After a short rest, Maiev stood up and took the lead.
"First of all, I would like to thank the Moon Guards for their help at the critical moment." Her eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring closely at Major Madrak, "But one thing is another, I want to clarify your position now. "
High Priest Dejana has not yet awakened, and Maiev, as the leader of the battle priests of the Sisters of Elune, has naturally become the representative of everyone. The priests present had no objection to her standing up to question. They stood behind her silently and gave her support.
However, Maiev's style is completely different from that of the gentle High Priest Dejana. She is more forceful and direct, an attitude that dissatisfies some of the Moon Guards.
They already had grudges due to previous conflicts, and now they felt that Maiev was deliberately provoking.
"What's your attitude?" A moon guard couldn't help but step forward, his voice filled with anger.
"That's right! We obviously saved you, but now you are questioning us?" Another person also echoed.
Not to be outdone, the battle priests on Maiev's side stepped forward one after another to confront the Moon Guards. The atmosphere at the scene became tense instantly, and the eyes of both parties collided fiercely in the air, as if sparks were about to fly. 15
Just when this group of night elves was almost at war with each other, things were still peaceful here in Levin.
Despite the tense atmosphere, Levin did not comment on the conflict.
He just silently watched the tense confrontation not far away, like a calm bystander. Although he successfully rebelled against the Moon Guard, he was fully aware of his role and role in the conflict.
"Sure enough, even if they have just experienced a cooperation, the conflicts between the two parties cannot be eliminated so easily." Levin thought to himself.
He understood that whether it was the Sisters of Elune or the Moon Guard, they all had their own profound beliefs and positions. The reason why he was able to successfully instigate rebellion against the Moon Guard was simply the result of taking advantage of the situation and going with the flow.
This does not mean that he is qualified to intervene in their conflicts.
At the edge of the battlefield, he was sitting quietly on a huge tree stump, and Tyrande was sitting in front of him. The fingers of her right hand were wrapped with blood-soaked bandages from her previous battle. The wounds left. Although the priestesses had given her preliminary treatment and bandaging, blood was still oozing from the wound.
Levin gently and carefully removed the bandage on Tyrande's finger, his movements very careful for fear of causing her additional pain. Then, using [Rejuvenation] on Tyrande, Levin waved his hands gently, releasing warm healing energy that surrounded Tyrande's fingers.
This warm healing energy was like the spring sunshine, gently falling on Tyrande's wounds.
It penetrated in quietly, and wherever it passed, the pain gradually melted away like ice and snow, and was replaced by a numbing comfort.
This is not just a simple wound healing, but also a kind of nourishment and renewal of vitality.
Different from the game, in this real world of Azeroth, even the most powerful healing technique has its unavoidable price. Just like those emergency treatment methods in wartime, although they can bring amazing results in a short period of time, this Sunday they are overdrawing the life of the recipient.
This is like a modern doctor injecting epinephrine into seriously injured and dying patients. Although it can temporarily stimulate their vitality and help them survive the most dangerous moments, once the excitement period promoted by this spell is passed, those overdrawn vitality will It will surge out like a tidal wave, bringing an unbearable burden to the injured.
In the worst case, this overdraft may even directly endanger the life of the injured person.
Therefore, whether it is the divine spells performed by the priests of Elune or the natural spells used by the druids, they must be particularly careful when treating wounds.
They know very well that most treatments speed up wound healing by stimulating the physical functions and potential of the recipient. Although this kind of stimulation can bring significant results in a short period of time, it cannot avoid the impact on the recipient. An additional burden is placed on the body.
Unless the situation is extremely urgent, healers usually choose milder and longer-lasting healing spells to treat the injured. Although this cannot bring about amazing results in a short period of time, it can minimize the burden on the injured person's body while ensuring the therapeutic effect.
After carefully treating Tyrande, Levin gently took out a brand new bandage and carefully bandaged her wound. His movements were gentle and skillful, like an experienced doctor.
The bandage was slowly wrapped around his hand, tightly wrapping Tyrande's wound, bringing her peace of mind and warmth.
Levin knew that this country girl had tried her best in the previous battle. Although the injury was not serious, the exhaustion of her physical strength had left her in a state of exhaustion. He sighed softly, and couldn't help but feel a little pity for this tough girl.
"You are too messy. No one asked you to do this." Levin said reproachfully while tying ten cute bows on the end of the bandage like a prank.
This small move made Tyrande feel a little helpless. She glared at Levin, but a smile appeared on her lips.
"It's true that no one asked for it, I just wanted to do it myself... Don't you think this is a bit too... cute?" Tyrande said awkwardly, her voice getting lower and lower, and finally It almost turned into a murmur.
Levin shrugged and said with a naughty smile: "Being tied up nicely will help you regain your mood, how about it? Have you calmed down?"
Tyrande was stunned, as if he didn't expect Levin to say this.
She subconsciously wanted to deny it, but her words turned into: "Why calm down? I haven't lost my mind."
Hearing that she was still trying to defend herself, Levin stepped forward and flicked her forehead.
"Ugh~" Tyrande let out an aggrieved cry and touched the bullet-hit forehead.
However, Levin's somewhat intimate gesture did not make her show any disgust. Instead, the local girl lowered her head shyly.
This is the result of Levin's strategy of sun arching and one pawn. During this battle, the interaction between him and Tyrande gradually increased, and the trust and tacit understanding between them also quietly grew. At this moment, Tyrande had unknowingly become accustomed to Levin's level of intimacy, and Levin gradually won her trust and dependence in the process.
"Do you think I can't tell?" Levin's voice suddenly became solemn. He stared into Tyrande's eyes. Tyrande suddenly felt that his heart had been seen through. "Although your fighting style looks like You are extremely brave, and even inspired the priests around you who are not good at fighting to some extent, but in this battle, your performance can only be described as 'out of control'.
Tyrande's eyes flickered for a moment, as if she wanted to avoid Levin's gaze. This time, she was hit hard by Levin's words, and her expression became slightly depressed.
"I know that you have a deep hatred for the Burning Legion in your heart," Levin sighed softly and continued, "Although this hatred makes you brave in battle, excessive hatred can also make you crazy, and even Regardless. I do not advocate this hysterical way of venting. Using hatred as motivation, Song Yu will drive you to destruction."
"You need to calm down, think everything through, and use your reason and calmness to control the flames of revenge." He paused and his voice became softer. "This is the mentality of an avenger that I think is reasonable. Keep going like this, Sooner or later you will burn yourself out with uncontrolled rage."
Levin recalled Tyrande in the original book. As the 020 leader of the night elves, she was indeed very qualified, but once she fell into a state of fighting fever, she was no different from Maiev. That kind of character may have come from It must have been developed in the ancient war.
After saying that, Levin patted Tyrande's shoulder and comforted him softly: "You should think about it for yourself. I will go to the front to check the situation. During this time, please don't show off and take a good rest. Remember, Only by staying calm and rational can we better face future challenges."
"Well..." Even though she had a thousand thoughts in her heart, Tyrande nodded obediently like a little girlfriend at this time, and then watched Levin leave, facing the Moon Guard and Battle who were still arguing. The priest walked towards the confrontation point.
"Priest Maiev, warriors of the Moon Guard." Levin's voice was clear and powerful, instantly cutting through the chaotic dispute. He smiled as he spoke, waving his hands to both parties, trying to calm down this meaningless dispute. "After all, we are comrades who work together to defeat the devil. At this moment, we should unite as one instead of fighting among ourselves and killing each other."
"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, young Danal curled his lips slightly, showing a trace of disdain. He whispered in a low voice: "Who is fighting with you? We Moon Guards have always acted independently. We just couldn't stand the evil deeds of the Burning Legion, so we came to help. Don't be sentimental."
"Darnall, that's enough." Madrak frowned slightly and spoke out to stop his subordinates' dissatisfaction. He turned to face Levin. The scar on his left eye stood out in the sunlight, adding a bit of majesty to him. "We belonged to different camps before, so we didn't have the opportunity to communicate well. I am Madrak from the Star-Eye Family, the Major of the Moon Guard. Are you the one who just sent us a distress signal? Among so many Moon God Priests, Only you, the druid, can do this."
"Exactly," Levin smiled and nodded, and he stretched out his hand to hold Madrac's. "I am Levin Cuiye, a druid. I am currently working with the Tyrande priests to execute Lord Ravencrest's orders and convey his strategic intentions."