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Once the threat of external enemies disappears, internal conflicts often emerge like a tide and can no longer be ignored.

This is particularly evident between the Sisterhood of Elune and the Moon Guard. They once fought side by side to resist external enemies together, but after the demons left, the problems that were temporarily put aside due to the battle resurfaced in everyone's mind.

After a short rest, Maiev stood up and was the first to attack.

"First of all, I want to thank the Moon Guard for helping me at a critical moment." Her eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Major Madrake, "But one thing is one thing, I want to clarify your position now."

High Priest Dejana has not yet awakened. As the leader of the battle priests of the Sisterhood of Elune, Maiev naturally became the representative of everyone. The priests present had no objection to her questioning behavior. They stood behind her silently and supported her.

However, Maiev's style was completely different from the gentle High Priest Dejana. She was tougher and more direct, and this attitude made some of the Moon Guards dissatisfied.

They were already resentful of the previous conflict, and now they felt that Maiev was deliberately provoking them.

"What's your attitude?" A Moon Guard couldn't help but step forward, with anger in his voice.

"That's right! It was us who saved you, but now you are questioning us?" Another person also echoed.

The battle priests on Maiev's side were not to be outdone. They stepped forward and confronted the Moon Guards. The atmosphere on the scene became tense in an instant, and the eyes of both sides collided fiercely in the air, as if sparks were about to be struck.

16

Just when this group of night elves was about to fight internally, Levin's life was still peaceful.

Despite being in a tense atmosphere, Levin did not express any opinion on the conflict between the two sides.

He just silently paid attention to the tense confrontation not far away, like a calm bystander. Although he successfully turned the Moon Guard against the Moon, he was well aware of his role and weight in this conflict.

"Sure enough, even if they had just experienced a cooperation, the conflict between the two sides could not be eliminated so easily." Levin thought to himself.

He understood that both the Sisterhood of Elune and the Moon Guard had their own deep beliefs and positions. The reason why he was able to successfully turn the Moon Guard against the Moon was just the result of taking advantage of the situation and going with the flow.

This does not mean that he is qualified to intervene in the conflict between them.

At the edge of the battlefield, he was sitting quietly on a huge tree stump, and Tyrande was sitting in front of him. Her right hand finger was wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage, which was the wound left in her previous battle. Although the priestesses had given her preliminary treatment and bandages, the wound was still oozing blood.

Levin gently and carefully removed the bandage on Tyrande's finger. His movements were very careful, for fear of causing her extra pain. Then, he used Tyrande[Rejuvenation], Levin waved his hands gently, releasing warm healing energy, surrounding Tyrande's fingers.

This warm healing energy, like the spring sunshine, gently fell on Tyrande's wounds.

It penetrated silently, and wherever it passed, the pain gradually melted like ice and snow, replaced by a tingling and comfortable feeling.

This is not just a simple wound healing, but also a kind of nourishment and rejuvenation of vitality.

Unlike in the game, in this real world of Azeroth, even the most powerful healing has its inevitable price. Just like those emergency treatments in wartime, although they can bring amazing results in a short period of time, they are essentially overdrawing the vitality of the recipient.

This is like a modern doctor injecting adrenaline into a seriously injured and dying patient. Although it can temporarily stimulate their vitality and help them survive the most dangerous moment, once the excitement period promoted by this spell is over, the overdrawn vitality will surge out like a tide, bringing an unbearable burden to the injured.

In the worst case, this overdraft may even directly endanger the life of the injured.

Therefore, whether it is the divine spells cast by the priests of Elune or the natural spells used by the druids, they are extremely cautious when treating wounds.

They know that most healing spells speed up the healing of wounds by stimulating the body functions and potential of the recipient. Although this stimulation can bring significant results in a short period of time, it cannot avoid placing additional burdens on the recipient's body.

Unless the situation is extremely urgent, healers usually choose more gentle and long-lasting healing spells to treat the injured. Although this method cannot bring amazing results in a short period of time, it can ensure the treatment effect while maximizing the burden on the injured person's body.

After carefully treating Tyrande, Levin gently took out a roll of brand new bandages and carefully bandaged her wound. His movements were gentle and skillful, like an experienced doctor.

The bandage slowly wrapped around Tyrande's wounds, tightly wrapping her, bringing her peace of mind and warmth.

Levin knew that this country girl had tried her best in the previous battle. Although her injuries were not serious, her physical overdraft made her fall into a state of fatigue. He sighed softly, and couldn't help feeling a little pity for this tough girl.

"You are too messy. Obviously no one asked you to do this." Levin said while blaming, and tied a cute bow at the end of the bandage as a prank.

This small move made Tyrande feel a little helpless. She glared at Levin, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"No one asked me to do it, I just wanted to do it... Don't you think it's a little too... cute?" Tyrande said awkwardly, her voice getting lower and lower, and finally almost turned into a murmur.

Levin shrugged.Shrugging his shoulders, he smiled mischievously and said, "Binding it nicely will help you recover your mood. How is it? Have you calmed down?"

Tyrande was stunned, as if she didn't expect Levin to say that.

She subconsciously wanted to deny it, but the words turned into: "What are you calming down for? I haven't lost my mind."

Hearing that she was still trying to defend herself, Levin came forward and flicked her forehead lightly.

"Woo~" Tyrande let out a slight cry of grievance and touched her forehead that was flicked.

However, Levin's somewhat intimate action did not make her show any disgust. Instead, the country girl lowered her head shyly.

This is the result of Levin's strategy of taking one step at a time. In this battle, the interaction between him and Tyrande gradually increased, and the trust and tacit understanding between them also grew quietly. At this moment, Tyrande had unknowingly become accustomed to Levin's intimate actions of this degree, and Levin gradually won her trust and dependence in the process.

"Do you think I can't see it?" Levin's voice suddenly became serious. He stared at Tyrande's eyes. Tyrande immediately felt that her heart was seen through. "Although your fighting style seems to be extremely brave, and even to some extent inspired the priests around you who are not good at fighting, but in this battle, your performance can only be described as 'out of control'."

Tyrande's eyes flickered, as if she wanted to avoid Levin's gaze. This time, she was hit by Levin's words, and her expression was slightly depressed.

"I know 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 desperate. I do not advocate this hysterical way of venting. Using hatred as a driving force will only lead you to destruction."

"You need to calm down, think everything clearly, and use your reason and calmness to control the flames of revenge," he paused, and his voice became softer, "This is what I think is a reasonable avenger's mentality. If you continue like this, you will sooner or later burn yourself because of uncontrolled anger."

Levin recalled the Tyrande in the original book in his memory. As the leader of the night elves, she is indeed very qualified, but once she falls into a state of battle frenzy, she is no different from Maiev - that kind of personality, perhaps it was developed from the War of the Ancients.

After that, Levin patted Tyrande on the shoulder and comforted her softly: "Think about it carefully. I'll go to the front to check the situation. Don't act recklessly during this period. Take a good rest. Remember, only by staying calm and rational can you better face the challenges in the future."

"Well..." Even though she had a thousand thoughts in her heart, Tyrande nodded obediently at this time, like a little girlfriend, and then watched Levin leave and walked towards the confrontation point between the Moon Guard and the Battle Priest who were still arguing.

"Priest Maiev, warriors of the Moon Guard." Levin's voice was clear and meaningful.The force instantly penetrated the chaotic dispute. He smiled and waved to both sides while speaking, trying to calm down the meaningless dispute. "We are comrades who work together to repel the demons. We should unite as one at this moment, instead of fighting and killing each other here."

"Hmph!" The young Danar heard the words, and his mouth curled slightly, revealing a trace of disdain. He muttered softly: "Who is fighting with you? We Moon Guards have always acted independently. We just can't stand the evil deeds of the Burning Legion, so we help them. Don't be self-indulgent."

"Danar, that's enough." Madrake frowned slightly and stopped his subordinates' dissatisfaction. He turned to face Levin, and the scar on his left eye was particularly eye-catching in the sun, adding a bit of majesty to him. "We belonged to different camps before and didn't have a chance to communicate properly. I am Madrake of the Star Eye Family, a major of the Moon Guard. You are the one who sent us a distress signal just now, right? Among so many Moon God priests, only you, the druid, can do this."

"That's me," Levin nodded with a smile, and he stretched out his hand and shook hands with Madrake. "I am Levin Cuiye, a druid. I am currently with the priest Tyrande to carry out the orders of Lord Ravencrest and convey his strategic intentions.".