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Chapter 547 Fandral, you should know shame!

Rune really liked Savas. He possessed the knowledge Rune needed, but what pleased Rune even more was that Savas was a damned villain, a two-faced, ungrateful beast.

He was originally the leader of the Highborne Night Elves in ancient times, and served as an advisor to Queen Azshara.

He was exceptionally gifted in arcane science, capable of using various ancient spells, and led the ancient night elves to continuously draw power from the Well of Eternity.

In his eyes, the power of the Well of Eternity was the privilege of the Kaldorei Highborne. As his power grew, he became increasingly arrogant, regarding other races as inferior.

Of course, this is a common problem among mages. They consider themselves to be the most powerful and knowledgeable of all professions, so when they face enemies that even they cannot defeat, these mages will judge others by their own standards.

Yes, if even we can't defeat them, then other lowly creatures and professions are even less likely to be defeated.

With this foolish reason, mages can easily transform the shameful act of surrender into other, seemingly more righteous reasons.

But this cannot conceal the fact that they surrendered.

Therefore, when he saw the Dark Titan, Xavius ​​offered his soul to Sargeras.

In a battle against Malfurion, Xavius ​​suffered his first defeat. He should have died then and there, but Sargeras was unwilling to easily discard this useful pawn.

He reshaped Xavius, giving him a twisted and terrifying body, and thus the first satyr of Azeroth was born. But Sargeras and his dark army ultimately failed. With the help of countless wild gods and the attack of the dragon guardians, the night elves finally defeated the Burning Legion. Because he failed to fulfill the Burning Legion's mission, Xavius ​​was left behind on Azeroth.

However, no one had ever seen Xavius; everyone assumed he was dead. Unbeknownst to them, during the War of the Ancients, Xavius ​​was defeated by Malfurion and imprisoned under a tree in the Emerald Dream. It was during this time that he entered the Emerald Dream and used it to escape the pursuit of the dark-skinned, pointy-eared creatures.

4500 years before the Dark Portal, a malevolent mineral called Saronite appeared throughout Azeroth. It greedily absorbed the life of the surrounding plants and animals. This mineral was actually related to a certain evil god.

Fandral Staghelm, unaware of all this, cut six enchanted branches from the World Tree Nordrassil in an attempt to eradicate Saronite. He then sailed across the ocean, intending to plant them in areas rich in Saronite ore.

He succeeded, but also failed. Although the trees effectively suppressed the growth of the Saronite veins and purified the surrounding land, the most vigorous of them, Andariel, had roots that grew so deep that they reached Yogg-Saron's prison.

The outcome is self-evident: the druids were ultimately forced to sadly destroy the corrupted Andariel, these naive fellows believing that this would sever the corruption of the Old Gods.

But in reality, the ancient gods had already sown seeds in the Emerald Dream, and these seeds gradually covered the path of the dream over time, eventually developing into the Emerald Dream Demon.

Thus, Xavius ​​also entered the Void, betraying his master and his race once again, and siding with the Old Gods. Indeed, in a sense, Xavius ​​was a traitor who served three masters.

Rune felt no guilt whatsoever about taking action against such a being, and the whole world would give him a thumbs up for his actions.

As for that stubborn and racist Fandral?

Rune looked the man up and down. He was rugged-looking, well-built, and had a thick beard. If his purple skin were white, he would have thought he was a typical Mississippi redneck.

Before Fandral could continue his outburst, Rune deliberately shouted, "You damned purple-skinned papaya, I'm a distinguished guest of the Alliance leaders of Azeroth! You think you can insult me?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Fandral's beard—forgive Rune, Fandral is only wearing shoulder armor now, and night elves are generally quite tall, so—

Given Rune's height, the beard is easier to handle. Are you suggesting I pluck his armpit hairs?

Fandral naturally wanted to resist. He raised his hand to cast Moonfire, but found that he couldn't cast anything because of Rune's pull.

That's for sure. It may look like Rune is just pulling on Fandral's beard, but in reality, the mage has poured his magic into Fandral's entire body. Now Fandral is under Rune's control using shapeshifting magic.

Forget casting spells, it would be a dereliction of duty for this Archdruid to even move a finger.

All of this happened in a dozen seconds. The humans, night elves, and orc guards around them only saw Rune and Fandral clash, but they all realized that Fandral had started the trouble first, and Rune was a noble mage who had been summoned privately by those leaders, so in the end they all chose to stand by and watch.

In fact, some humans and orcs were secretly gloating.

Fandral consistently upheld the racial superiority of the night elves, belittling humans while frequently clamoring for coercive measures against the orcs to drive these invaders out of Azeroth.

If that were all, humans wouldn't be so annoyed by Fandral, because he was absolutely right!

As for the blood debts owed by the orcs, if we want them to pay it off all at once, it would require a massacre that affects the entire orc race, a kind of slaughter that flattens out the whole race. Anyone taller than this fallen wheel would have to die.

The problem is that humans cannot understand Fandral's disgust for Hamuul Runetotem, the Tauren Druid who had just become Malfurion's apprentice a few days earlier.

At this time, these Lordaeron refugees had not yet clashed with the tauren; in fact, they were comrades-in-arms. No one disliked these seemingly burly and intimidating, but actually peaceful and gentle creatures.

So many people remembered the image of Fandral being dragged by the beard into the conference room by Rune, and they were eager to share this funny news with others.

"Hey, you lot, this guy dared to offend me, how are you going to compensate me?" Rune's voice barely reached them, but as Rune closed the conference room door, the ordinary creatures could no longer hear what he said next. This made the soldiers outside dejected; they had been hoping to see Fandral make a fool of himself.

Some people even let out a sigh of disappointment, then looked at those who were also sighing, and huddled together knowingly, clearly preparing to embellish the story and spread it.

Look at Fandral, a leader of the Night Elves reduced to this! What a disgrace! You should know shame!