Loria's banana goddess bag seems to contain endless bananas, and when Loria gobbles up bananas, she always looks at the pink loli with a smile.

Whether it was natural sharpness or experience enough to discern it, Tyrande found a familiar and intimate feeling in Loria—a feeling that had been in her people before the Holy War on Mount Hyjal...... Compared to the Night Elves who were blessed by the World Tree in the past, Loria is slightly different, less restrained and exuberant vitality, but more as heavy as the earth.

Even stranger is that she is subtly repelled by nature...... From this point of view, she is not a human being in the ordinary sense of the word.

The little girl blessed by the guardian dragon - unheard of, unseen, and also Nozdom and Deathwing...... Tyrande still had a gentle smile on his face, but secretly vigilant, "My name is Tyrande, what about you, little girl?"

Tyrande?

This name is so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere, hehehe, Loria, who eats bananas and eats all-you-can-eat, pats her little belly that can no longer hold anything, and thinks that her banana goddess is called Tyrande...... Yikes...... Yikes......

"High Priestess of the Night Elves?"

Loria asked silently, seeing Tyrande nodding and acknowledging that she was the High Priestess Tyrande, the supreme ruler of the Night Elf Society, the leader of the Elune Sisterhood, and the commander of the Sentinel Force.

"Well, hello, my name is Loria, Loria Hillsbrad, and this is Elie Meow. ”

Loria hid her famous surname, as if she was completely indifferent to Tyrande's name, but in her heart it was like there were thousands of Elie Meows running wildly...... Considering that her first aid was a little more aggressive, she feared that she would be pinned to the great oak tree by the angry Night Elves.

Of course, the Night Elves wouldn't be that scary...... Loria thought to herself, but it's really hard to say what Mr. Illidan, the fanatical suitor of the banana goddess and a 10,000-year-old spare tire, will do.

Thinking about Mr. Spare Tire's hobbies—collecting the skulls of an old orc, digging graves for the eyes of a fallen titan—Loria shuddered.

She faintly protected her kidneys, and her thoughts drifted to strange places...... In the forest, where the Great Druid Malfurion walked, budding flowers bloomed, trees swayed in the wind as if to welcome him, and even timid critters gathered around him affectionately, while on the other side, Mr. Illidan hid in a dimly lit basement with a twisted smile on his face, and glass bottles containing various organs were slowed down on the shelves beside him.

Not...... Loria came to her senses in her own strange fantasies, and it was no wonder that the goddess didn't like to deal with Illidan.

Mr. Spare Tire, get rid of those bad habits and cheer up!

If you live for 10,000 years, you can basically tell what other people are thinking just by looking at their faces...... Tyrande on the other side almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face, Lori on the other side was scared all of a sudden, covered her kidneys all of a sudden, pondered all of a sudden, and was transparent all of a sudden, and she seemed to be so strange about why people were cheering, but her attention was not on her for a moment...... Although Tyrande has never been proud of his many titles, it is the first time he has encountered a situation where someone else is wandering around the world and thinking about strange things after reporting his name.

If you live for a long time, your concentration will always be incredibly strong...... Although she was a little surprised, Tyrande immediately regained her unwavering calm, and after a fierce battle with the undead, she was swept into the rapids, and she was a little hungry.

So, Tyrande, who didn't eat much, took out an air-dried banana from his bag.

At this moment, Lori on the other side finally shifted her attention to her...... On the banana in her hand, the girl with short pale pink hair then looked at Tyrande, her eyes became **, she slowly and little by little curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a very subtle playful smile.

"Uh-huh, I know. ”

Lori, who was talking to herself, covered her eyes with her hands, but still peeked at Tyrande between her fingers.

It doesn't take 10,000 years to live, anyone can know what Loria is thinking...... Tyrande was speechless for a moment, no matter what, she couldn't eat the banana in her hand anymore.

Miss Loria has moved up one spot on Azeroth's list of 'Leaving Legends Speechless'.

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After the end of the War of the Ancients, as a reward for their bravery against the Burning Legion, Nozdom, the Lord of Time, Ysera the Sleeper, and Alekstassa, the Oath Bound of Life, together with the Guò World Tree Nodashir, blessed all the Night Elves.

Nozdom gave the elves eternal lifespan, and the Night Elves will live as an immortal race; Ysera gave the elves the right to walk in the emerald dreamland, and the druids of the Night Elves can hence the wounds of the world in the dreamland; Alexstasa gave the elves eternal strength**, and the Night Elves will never be plagued by disease......

Of course, this qiē is all under the premise that the World Tree Nodashir is still standing.

In order to destroy Akmund, Malfurion blew the horn of Cenarius, and the Night Elves unleashed the immense power of the World Tree, Nodashir, killing the hapless Ackmond with a single blow...... Along with the giant octopus-faced Ereda was the blessing that the dragons bestowed upon the Night Elves.

As a result, Tyrande, who had lived for more than 10,000 years, would finally have a day of rest, and more urgently than the life span that might be exhausted in a thousand years - even if she was as strong as her, she began to suffer from illness.

Loria only felt uncomfortable in her wet clothes, and she didn't even feel pain in her stomach when she drank the water of the river that had soaked countless corpses and undead spirits...... As Tyrande perceived, a certain Loria who was detached from nature was rightfully hated by nature.

Tyrande may not need even the simplest spell to kill Loria, but she can get cold and sick.

If it weren't for the favor of the moon god, with Loria's crude first aid skills, Tyrande would have died long ago.

Priests can fight terrible plagues and exotic diseases, but they can't do anything about colds and fevers.

At this moment, Tyrande could only strip off his damp clothes and wrap them in Loria's cotton cloth.

"Are you still cold, are you thirsty?"

Loria took out the precious roll of demonic cloth, spread it out and put it over Tyrande, who had always had the greatest kindness to the benefactors who had fed her...... Even if you have to take a risky life, you don't hesitate to live.

Despite the cold and the extreme thirst, Tyrande shook his head knowing that they were under siege of the undead and had only been discovered for the time being.

At nightfall, it began to drizzle