I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Alvin hadn't had time to study his skills carefully.

The fallen female elf suddenly groaned and her body twitched.

"She's not dead yet! Hurry!"

Alvin quickly ran over to check on the elf, she was his savior!

If it weren't for her, I would have been killed by this terrifying troll Lao Deng before I could even come to my senses.

The elf lay pitifully on the ground, coughing violently.

Blood gushed out of her mouth and nose, and her face was pressed against the ground, covered in blood.

There was a huge wound on the back that stretched from the left shoulder to the right waist. The skin and flesh were turned inside out, the bone was visible, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Alvin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Such a terrible injury made his hands tremble uncontrollably.

What should I do? What should I do to save her?

I can use all the priest's skills!

Then I should be a pastor!

I can use the priest's healing skills to save her!

However, he couldn't be sure whether such a serious injury could be cured by magic alone without surgery?

"clap clap"

He slapped himself several times.

It's all magic, so what's the point of talking about rationality?!

The girl spat out another large mouthful of blood, and it was obvious that she was breathing in less than out.

The situation was urgent and Alvin didn't have time to think too much.

Alvin took a deep breath and selected the "Healing" icon in his mind.

He raised his slightly trembling hands and whispered an ancient spell.

As the spell was completed, his palms began to radiate a soft golden light, warm and full of healing power.

He lifted the elf up and leaned her against his chest, then gently pressed his palm on the huge wound on the elf's back.

At this moment, he seemed to feel her weak heartbeat.

Golden light trickled from Alvin's palm into the elf's wound, flowing along her blood vessels, repairing the damaged tissue and wrapping her entire body.

The girl's pale cheeks gradually regained a hint of color, and her breathing became more stable.

But Alvin's chest was still stained red with the girl's blood.

Alvin took a look and the girl seemed to have improved, but the wound was still deep enough to see the bone. It seemed that this was far from enough.

He gritted his teeth and chanted the spell again.

This time, he chose the "Powerful Healing" icon.

The golden light shone again, brighter than before.

The light rushed into the elf's body like a rushing river.

Her wounds began to heal rapidly, the broken skin reconnected, and the flesh grew again, as if time was flowing backwards.

The female elf let out a slight moan, and her frown gradually relaxed.

Alvin felt a severe dizziness.

The scene before his eyes gradually began to blur and his stomach churned.

He turned his head and spat out "wow".

He wiped his mouth and managed to hold himself up.

At this time, the elf's wounds have completely healed, and its skin is as smooth as before, as if it had never been hurt!

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes rekindled the arcane light, but were filled with confusion.

Alvin breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to give the elf another "recovery".

But at this moment, the skill bar in his mind turned gray and he could not cast any spells no matter what.

It turns out that just these few skills have exhausted all of his magic power!

Therefore, the reason why you feel dizzy, nauseous and vomiting is the actual reaction of the body to the depletion of magic power!

This is actually more physically demanding than having sex seven times a night!

Is my stock so small?!

Although he couldn't see the actual value of the magic power, the actual experience of his body told him

——I really can’t squeeze out even a drop of magic power.

Damn, am I so weak?!

But when he saw that the female elf was safe and sound, Alvin felt that it was all worth it.

Caponia Starwish's consciousness gradually returned to her brain from the chaos.

Her head felt like it had been hit hard and the pain was unbearable.

When she slowly opened her eyes, she was surprised to find herself nestled in the arms of a human man.

The man pretended to be nonchalant while glancing at his own chest...

She was startled and jumped up quickly.

He picked up the staff that fell on the ground tremblingly, covering his chest with one hand and holding the staff with the other.

There was a wary arcane glint in his blue eyes.

"What happened? Why am I still alive?"

She asked in a trembling voice, like a frightened little rabbit.

She spoke the language of the elves.

The human man raised his head, revealing a tired but gentle young face.

"I suppose I should be Alvin Priest, a minister."

His voice was low and calm.

He just looks weaker than me.

"I saved you, but you saved me first, so I want to thank you too."

"Also, don't be afraid, the trolls are gone."

Caponia frowned, recalling that she had indeed killed a troll with a fireball before she fell.

But she clearly didn't believe the human explanation.

"You saved me? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

There was alarm in her voice.

"I remember getting stabbed by a troll, right in the back!"

"That's a fatal injury that can't be cured! Who are you?"

Alvin sighed, closed his eyes and thought carefully.

A huge amount of memories of the previous owner of this body from childhood to adulthood flooded into his brain in an instant.

He slowly opened his eyes, and said while enduring the torment of exhaustion,

"I grew up in Stratholme. You should know that it's the second largest city in Lordaeron. I don't have any parents. I was adopted by the church and have been practicing as a priest since I was a child. This is my first time to go out on a mission."

Calpurnia's eyes gradually softened.

She also recalled her original "mission".

But she still couldn't completely trust the human in front of her!

She knew that unless a miracle happened, she would definitely be dead!

"Human, how on earth did you save me?"

She tried to keep her voice as low as possible, as if that would make it more intimidating.

Alvin didn't have time to guess what the girl was thinking at the moment.

"As you said, I'm a priest, so I must know some holy healing spells. Is that weird?"

"It's not surprising that you can cast healing spells, but how could you have such a powerful healing spell? Even the Duchess of Silvermoon City, Marand, can't do it! And she is one of our most powerful shepherds!"

"Maybe it's Elder Shengguang who likes me more?"

Alvin said with a smile.

But the powerful backlash of mana depletion quickly interrupted his smile, and he started coughing violently.

When Caponia saw Alvin's painful expression, she, as a fellow magic user, knew at a glance that it was a sign of his mana being exhausted.

Although I still don’t quite believe it, at least I know that I am really alive.

The only possibility is that this human man has triggered some kind of miracle that he himself is unaware of.

"How can a human like you speak Quel'dorei?"

Calpurnia asked.

I can't tell you that I traveled through time and space and have a golden finger so I can speak the languages of all races, right?

"When I was little, there was an elf who lived in the church for a while. He taught me some things."

"I see. Judging from your pronunciation and grammar, you speak with a more authentic Quel'Danas aristocratic accent than many Quel'dorei. I guess the Quel'dorei who taught you before was a noble from Quel'Danas."

"But, human, I want to make it clear to you that we are the Quel'dorei and do not like you elves calling us that!"

Caponia angrily slammed her staff against the ground, and the little rabbit hopped along with it.

"Okay, honorable Miss Quel'dorei, I was wrong. Please forgive my ignorance."

Alvin didn't know that elves had so many rules to follow, but her arrogant attitude made him feel very uncomfortable, but he could still forgive her.

"Well, ahem, please also note that I also have the resounding name of Alvin Priest. Please don't always address me as a human, the honorable lady of Quel'dorei!"

"Forehead,"

Caponia's face turned red when she heard that. Although her face was covered in blood, one could still see a blush creeping up on her face.

But sadness soon took over Caponia's mind, and crystal tears flashed in her blue eyes.

"My name is Caponia Starwish, a Silvermoon City mage."

"We suffered heavy casualties. I saw with my own eyes that the trolls captured several people, including my sister."

"what?!"

Alvin had a picture in his mind.

"What are these guys doing capturing elves...Quel'dorei?! Reproducing?"

Although she didn't understand what Alvin meant, Calpurnia guessed that it was something bad.

Her voice began to tremble and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"So let's go get some help to save your sister now?"

"It's too late! I have to act immediately!"

As the girl spoke, she wiped her tears and stood up, as if she had made up her mind.

"Trolls eat any prisoners they take!"

"There's no time! I won't let my sister die tragically at the hands of those filthy trolls!"

The girl looked up and gave Alvin a forced smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Priest. Please run away quickly and go to Tarklin. Tell everyone that Calpurnia Starwish is not a coward!"

"What did you say?"

Alvin stood up shakily and brushed the dirt off his body.

"What does your sister look like? Does she have a good figure?"

"You elves... Do Quel'dorei women have a tradition of marrying their saviors?"