Mrs. Waycrest and several doctors who came over shook their heads together. We have never even seen a dragon, let alone this Proto-Dragon whose name sounds awesome.

You don't know? That's easy! Vanessa estimated that this group of people would never see the Proto-Dragon in their lifetime, so she immediately shook off her cheeks and blew.

"The proto-dragon is the ancestor of the giant dragon, but unlike the highly intelligent giant dragon, they are more like a group of wild beasts. Now these wild beasts have long been far away from the human activity area. The royal family of Lordaeron once collected some dragon bones, but now the country perish, and the inventory in our hands is already very scarce.”

She sighed for a while, seeing that the pig bones in the potion had completely dissolved, she handed the potion to Madam Waycrest.

"Let Lord Waycrest drink the crimson vial, and inject him with the lighter one."

In fact, it will be effective if you drink it, and you will be able to wake up in a day and a half, but in order to show your ability, Vanessa still adds the injection procedure, so that the effect will be quick, and the future business will be easier to talk about.

A group of alchemists, physicians, and priests watched uncomfortably, wondering how long this newcomer could pretend.

But then they couldn't stand it anymore. A bottle of potion was poured down, and a bottle of injection was taken. Within ten minutes, Lord Arthur Waycrest, who had already fallen into a deep coma, suddenly sat up, and then began to vomit wildly, a large amount of gastric juice mixed The smelly black water of unknown substance was spit out, and the smell in the room was simply appalling.

Vanessa ran out without even thinking about it. In the name of a miracle doctor and a great nobleman, she didn't have to suffer this.

She had just entered the hall when she saw a twenty-year-old young girl running in with her skirt in her hand, just in time to run into her.

"You are?" The young girl was taken aback, who is this person?

"Miss Waycrest, right? Your father is out of danger for the time being, but I don't recommend you to go in now. By the way, where is your library?" She grabbed the other's arm. Yes, with bright eyes and fair skin, he is a good seed to learn the ways of Druids!

Confused by her attitude of not treating herself as an outsider, the young girl pointed the way subconsciously: "On the second floor, turn left."

Vanessa immediately let go, and the young girl hurried in to visit her father.

Afterwards, as Mrs. Waycrest yelled, I saw a large number of maids coming in and out, carrying basins, towels, and fetching water. I could vaguely hear the doctors fighting for their merits, and they all insisted that they were my previous ones. The treatment plan worked.

Vanessa sneered, followed the directions, and read a book in the library in Waycrest Manor all afternoon.

On the way, a chef named Lal brought her a small plate of exquisitely made pastries, and she was not polite, eating while reading.

Family history, Drustvar's history, writings of various scholars, she did not spare.

It can be seen from the lines that the Waycrest family had a mentality of contempt and fear for the aborigines on Drustvar back then. There was no such thing as Kul Tiras at that time, and all humans belonged to the Arathor Empire. It was against this powerful human kingdom that the Waycrest family finally conquered this land with a steady stream of soldiers, and their losses were actually huge.

The resentment of the aborigines turned this land from life to death, just as the characteristics of Naaru transformed from holy light to shadow, the land of Drustvar also experienced a process of transforming the power of nature into the power of the undead.

The aborigines who were wiped out by the Waycrest family called themselves Drust, and the original meaning of the place name Drustwa refers to the land of the Drust people.

The Drusts are the transitional link in the evolutionary chain from flesh-and-blood Vrykul to modern humans. They are taller than humans and shorter than Vrykul.

They are not beasts, they have their own civilization, they are a group of ancient druids.

The demigod Cenarius visited Drustvar a long time ago and taught those aboriginal druids the way. It can be said that the druids of Drustvar are the most authentic like the druids of the night elves descendants of.

It's a pity that Drustvar is too close to human beings, and they encountered the extremely powerful Arathor Empire. The cruel war caused the Druids to deviate from the natural way. They kept seeking power between life and death, and finally reached the end of the natural way opposite.

"It's a pity" Vanessa kept sighing. From the stories recorded in the books, it can be inferred that with the death of a large number of teachers, Drustvar's druid knowledge appeared faulty, and they accidentally discovered a place called In the area of ​​the Blighted Land, in order to avoid being hunted by humans, all the remaining druids hid in it.

A human army captured some lonely druids and learned the term Blighted Land from them, but they searched Drustvar and couldn't find this place.

Some scholars believe that the Blighted Lands is the legendary Land of Shadows. In fact, this is completely nonsense. The Blighted Lands is the Emerald Dream, but it is somewhat distorted by the power of the undead, and the essence is still those things of the Emerald Dream.

Night elf druids later discovered the area, and they separated it from the rest of the Emerald Dream, and the Blight became a veritable realm of the dead.

Closing the book, Vanessa didn't know what she felt. The ancient Kul Tirans were invaders. This kind of aggression is definitely wrong, but Drustvar's druid teachings are too barbaric. Earth blood sacrifice, throwing corpses and digging out hearts, it doesn't look fair~lightnovelpub.net~ If they are like paladins, who glow all over at every turn, this battle will probably not be fought, which shows the importance of packaging what!

When it was time for dinner, Vanessa came out automatically.

Arthur Waycrest, who had just woken up, fell asleep again, but judging by his complexion, he was obviously much better than before.

Even a layman knows that the disease is slowly regressing.

Eighteen-year-old Miss Lucille Waycrest is full of respect for Vanessa, a woman who looks two years younger than herself. The whole Drustvar has a disease that can't be cured, and two bottles of medicine will work? This medical skill is too high!

Mrs. Waycrest looked a little unnatural.

What she said before was too full. She is willing to pay any price as long as her husband is cured. Now is it cured or not? What proto-dragon keel is needed every time? Where is she going to find this thing!

After dinner, Vanessa treated again. This time, the potion was completely different from before. There was no repeated herb at all. At the end of the potion adjustment, she added some green metal particles.

"Isn't the keel added this time?" Madam Waycrest asked anxiously.

"Of course not. The previous treatment can only be applied at that time. This time I added some accompanying substances of Saronite. These substances can expel the power of death in the leader's body."