The high elves born in Quel'Thalas, bathed in the radiance of the Sunwell since they were young, are more or less addicted to magic, but the severity of the symptoms of magic addiction varies according to the amount of magic power inhaled from the Sunwell.

Sharlayan and Valeera were no exception.

As long as the Sunwell still exists, the harm of magic addiction will not be too great, at most, bring a few more bottles of Sunwell water when going out.

However, this precious source of magic power will inevitably attract the covetousness of those who are interested. With the military strength of Quel'Thalas, there is no guarantee that the Sunwell can be kept under the full force of the Burning Legion.

As the king who is in charge of state affairs, although he is unwilling to admit this fact in his heart, the Sun King and Prince Kael'thas still have to prepare in advance for possible situations they may encounter.

Sharlayan and Valeera never inhaled the magic power of the Sunwell into their bodies, and they didn't even touch a drop of their own magic wine.

Sharlayan didn't want to take any chances until he had ensured that Arcandor could cure his addiction.

He has witnessed the tragic situation of the withered with his own eyes, and he has also learned about the despondents who are in a similar situation to the withered from the pictures posted on the barrage.

It's a long time before the sunwell is decontaminated, and it may not happen at all.

But Sharlayan, who knows the future direction in advance, must plan ahead, and cannot take risks and gamble on an uncertain future.

Before the fruit of Acandor became popular, Sharlayan did not recommend that the people in his own territory absorb the magic power of the sunwell in large quantities, nor did he recommend that they drink magic wine.

...Of course, with the high price of magic wine, which is exclusively for the rich, most commoners cannot afford it.

Sharlayan and Valeera did not have an urgent need for the fruit of Arcandor, but considering the future of the ethnic group and the country, they both hoped that the miracle fruit would be as effective as Farodin said.

The ripening of the fruit caused some commotion, but under the maintenance of the moon guards and lawbreakers, the scene was still orderly.

Under the signal of Kael'thas, the volunteers from the four races selected in advance came out first.

There are 2 Fadorei, 3 Schardorei, 4 Quel'dorei, and 2 Kadorei, a total of 11 volunteers who voluntarily tested the efficacy.

Considering that the Faldorei spidermen have a more urgent need for the Arkandor fruit, the other three races graciously let them try first.

Two Fadores, a man and a woman, carefully took the Miracle Fruit that shone with a faint white light from Farodin's hand, and solemnly put the fruit into their mouths.

Without waiting for them to bite, the pulp will automatically turn into liquid as soon as it touches the saliva, and the cold fruit juice flows into the body along the throat.

All that needs to be done is to wait, for the fruit of Arcan'dor to take effect, to reconcile the chaotic arcane and natural forces in the Fal'dorei.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit dignified. Although Farodin repeatedly assured that everything would be fine, everyone present was still uneasy before seeing the results with their own eyes.

Especially the Fal'dorei, this is their last chance to return to human form.

The new spider queen, Justina, pursed her lips tightly, staring nervously at the two Fadorei volunteers who hadn't seen anything unusual so far.

After about half an hour, the digested fruit juice finally started to work.

The two Fadorei groaned in a low voice at the same time, it didn't sound painful, but the strange feeling in their bodies made them a little uncomfortable.

Soft white light enveloped the two of them, and when the light dissipated after a few seconds, the spider legs of the two Fadorei had disappeared without a trace, and the towering figures supported by the spider legs became much shorter.

Two pairs of slender human legs glowing with violet luster sat cross-legged on the ground, and all the spider-like features on their bodies disappeared.

Except that the size of the clothes didn't fit well and they looked a bit sloppy, the appearance of these two people was no different from that of Xia Duolei.

Justina clenched her fists tightly, her eyes showing excitement unconsciously.

The same is true for the father and daughter Cambot and Kista, and all the Fadores present couldn't help cheering.

"We are finally saved!"

Kael'thas, whose mood fluctuated, tried to calm himself down, and signaled Farodin to let the other volunteers swallow the fruit.

It turned out perfectly.

Whether it's the moon guards, the children of the night, or the high elves, the magic addiction in their bodies has been cured under the reconciliation of Arcandor's magical effects.

The effect of the miracle fruit was verified, and Farodin, who had been tense all the time, finally let out a sigh of relief.

His feet were a little weak, and he sat down under the Alcandor tree in relief, gently rubbing the tree body with emotion.

"Old friends, I did it!"

After the biggest problem is solved, the next step is to distribute the fruits of Arcandor.

The first batch of Arcandor fruits only had a little more than 100 pieces, which was obviously far from enough.

Regarding the ration quota, the four clans discussed the result before the fruit ripened, as long as it was distributed according to the plan.

Although Farodin's work has achieved phased results, it is not over yet.

Next, he will continue to invest in the front line, planting more Miracle Trees in the Suramar area and Eversong Forest.

According to Farodin, Arcandor, like many regular fruit trees, ripens once a year.

There are more than 100 fruits every year, which is not enough for the high elves with a population of tens of millions to stuff their teeth.

After all, Arcandor is not an ordinary fruit tree, and the conditions for planting it are very harsh.

Next, the druids headed by Farodin need to continue to improve the seeds, increase the yield as much as possible, and reduce the limitations of planting conditions.

It is understandable that the first batch of fruits should be supplied to the high-level members of the 4 clans.

The high elves were allocated 60 of them, and the remaining 70 or so were distributed among the other three races in proportion to their population.

A year of watch finally bear fruit, Kael'thas showed a happy smile on his face.

He didn't eat his share of the fruit right away, and planned to enjoy it with his father when he returned home.

Looking after Arkandor personally from growth to fruition, Kael'thas' mission has officially ended.

After returning home with this feat that benefited the whole family, the aging old king Anasteria will pass the throne to Kael'thas, and Quel'Thalas will usher in a more energetic new king.

After swallowing the fruit of Arcandor, Sharlayan slammed his mouth in disappointment.

"Why is this fruit tasteless? Farodin, do you want to consider improving the taste?"

Sharlayan's wild and unconstrained question made Farodin unable to deal with it at once.

"Ah..."

Valeera rolled her eyes angrily after swallowing the fruit juice: "Let's think about how to increase production first, and the taste can be studied later. After all, miracle fruit is strictly a medicine."

Sharlayan didn't force it, he just had a whim.

After more than a year of missions, the high elves headed by Kael'thas began to pack their luggage in an orderly manner.

After that, Shal Ellan will only leave a Quel'Thalas envoy, and continue to maintain daily contact with the major races of the Broken Isles.

"Salayan, are you really not going back with us?"

Sharlayan shook his head at Kael'thas: "Stellagosa still has some internal affairs of the Dragon Clan that need to be dealt with, and I just stayed to witness."

Kael'thas didn't force it. He patted Sharlayan on the shoulder familiarly and said, "Hurry up. According to the plan, the enthronement ceremony will be held in three months. Remember to come back on time."

Sharlayan also smiled and patted Kael'thas' arm: "No problem, this is your big day, and I will never miss it."

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Sending off Kael'thas and his advisory group, Tinagosa also said goodbye to Jaina, and the two little guys met in Quel'Thalas.

The bustling Shal Elland suddenly became deserted~lightnovelpub.net~Only Farodin and his druid assistants were still busy discussing the issue of tree species improvement.

The Sharlayan and the others did not stay in Shar Ellando. After bidding farewell to the relieved Elisande and Talisa, they set off for the Azsuna region in the west.

Sharlayan originally thought that Malygos would delay as long as possible, but he didn't expect the half-mad Blue Dragon King to be quite straightforward.

One month ago, after learning the truth from Arygos, the Blue Dragon King said that he would be ready within one and a half months and rush to Azsuna to meet Senegos.

After Arcandor matured, the time limit Malygos set for himself was less than half a month left.

Senegos had already been gearing up for the day when Malygos came to admit his mistake.

But when Sharlayan and the others returned to Azsuna without incident, Prince Farondis, who was guarding the area and monitoring Azshara's movements, brought them bad news.

"The messenger of Queen Azshara has finally arrived!"