“Um…”

Xiao Luna shook her head and said, "Most low-level curses will not have spell fluctuations overflow. This is the basic common sense of Eladia. You won't even know this, right?"

"There is no confirmation of other medical positions and no spell fluctuations overflow, so how can you be sure that this must be a curse?"

Caesar muttered in his heart, then looked at Olkhash's condition for a while, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong: "Damn it, could it be just a heatstroke, right?"

You should know that when a single "dispel" can relieve most of the low-level negative states, no one will study the concept of "disease".

Just find a priest if you have any questions. The more powerful the magic, the better the effect. There is even a taboo magic technique like "resurrection of the dead". In front of the omnipotent priest, where can other medical positions have room for survival?

Heat stroke was not a big deal in the world where Caesar was before, because the education level there was quite popular, and everyone had the necessary common sense of life. They could realize the danger as early as the beginning of the onset of the disease and deal with it immediately.

But this is Eladia, this is the primitive and barren orc race. How could they know these things?

Even on Earth, the heat stroke problem is quite serious, and the mortality rate can be as high as 80%. Moreover, the temperature in the dry season in the north is much higher than that on Earth. These stupid guys even put Olkhash in an open space without any covert exposure to the sun. Even if the orcs are strong and strong, they may not be able to hold on.

Although Caesar could not confirm 100% of whether the problem in Olkhash was heatstroke, even if it was really what they called the "fire demon curse", these orcs were still helpless and could only watch Olkhash die in pain.

Caesar decided to give it a try.

He was ready to build the Stone Crow clan into his basic starting position, and use this group of orcs as his original power. Of course, he could not allow a strong orc warrior to die in front of him.

Of course, he also had some dark plans. If he could successfully rescue the orc, even if Caesar tore open the breakthrough with the Stone Crow clan, he would no longer have a simple interest relationship with the orcs.

If successful, the stubborn orc would never forget Caesar's favor, and even if he failed, he would not lose anything.

Time waited for no one. After making a decision, he quickly walked towards the orcs, swept away the orcs blocking the front with his tail, and squeezed in with his huge body.

Regardless of the eyes of others, Caesar grabbed Olkhash, lying on the ground.

The right claw immediately responded to a sticky feeling. The orc was covered in sweat and his body temperature was not low, which was very consistent with the symptoms of severe heatstroke, which made Caesar more information about his judgment.

"Olkash, damn, what are you going to do!"

"Let him go!"

Following the ancient tradition of orcs, if a warrior recognized by the clan tribe dies or is about to die, the orcs must hold a farewell ceremony for him, chant ancient songs, and witness his death.

However, Caesar interrupted the ancient ritual.

This caused great dissatisfaction among the orcs of the Stone Clan. For a moment, the crowd was infuriated, and even the old wizard Sfer, who had always been calm, raised his eyebrows and held the bone staff tightly.

Time was rushed and Caesar could not do everything, but he knew it was necessary to explain to the Stone Clan that in the history of Eladia, many wars were caused by a ridiculous misunderstanding.

"I might be able to save him..."

Caesar whispered to Sff, and then, without waiting for the crowd to react, spread his black wings, and his not-so-thick cornea almost knocked down some orcs and took Olkash back to his nest.

"Olkash!" Gal roared, looking at the figure caught by Caesar in the sky, and raised his foot to chase.

"Let him try."

Sf stopped the reckless warrior: "We can do nothing, but maybe there is another way for the mysterious real dragon."

——

Black Dragon's Nest.

The temperature in the cave is much lower than outside because there is a huge frozen rock standing in the corner. Caesar is really good at enjoying it. He used frost breath to create a "refrigeration stone" and could enjoy the endless pleasant air conditioning in the nest.

“Ortorunso.”

Luna rarely called out the real name of Caesar she saw when she signed the oath: "You can't you know magical skills, right? Otherwise, he will be unable to do anything to bring this guy here."

"It's still early."

Caesar put down Olkhash. Although the orcs' physique cannot be compared with dragons, they are also quite strong. If it weren't for those idiots outside who threw Olkhash into the scorching sun, even if he could not survive, he could have lasted for a long time.

If it's heat stroke, you need to cool down first.

But you can't breathe directly with frost. Now the orc is already quite fragile. Caesar is afraid that a layer of frost will come down and the sudden change of temperature will directly kill the orc.

Caesar thought for a while, and cut a large piece of ice from the rock used for refrigeration, and then blew the flames lightly. Although his control over breathing is not as good as it is, it is not much less than that, and he can achieve such a very fine control.

The broken ice gradually melted under the heat of the flame, turning into liquid flowing in the claws, and then poured onto Olkhash by Caesar.

really--

Seeing the orc relaxing in pain, he became more and more sure that this was not a "fire demon curse", but just an ordinary heatstroke.

"Go and scoop some of the things we drink and feed them to him." Caesar instructed Xiao Luna, and then pushed Olkash's mouth with his tail.

Sometimes being too sharp of the minions is also a worry, and it is easy to tear apart the fragile objects you encounter, such as the skin around the orc's face, so he can only use his tail to break the mouth of the coma orc.

"oh oh."

Although I don’t understand what Caesar’s operation means, Luna still obediently held up a larger bowl and scooped a bowl of drinks she liked from the stone pot.

Caesar remembered that the ingredients for treating heatstroke in his previous life included the taste of mint. Although the mint in Aladia is far from that on earth, the taste is the same and may have the same effect.

I hope.

Caesar helped Olkash up a little, while Luna flapped her wings and came over the orc's head, then hung it in the air to pour the whole bowl of grass liquid into the orc's mouth.

"Cough, cough..." Although he choked a lot, Caesar saw that most of the drinks still entered the orc's throat.

"Next, let's pray to the gods." Caesar smiled, let go of Olkhash, lay down and lay his neck flat on the ground, and quietly observe the changes of the orcs.

He didn't have the habit of believing in gods, but he just made a joke. However, Luna really closed her eyes, put her fingers in her chest, and she muttered something in her mouth and didn't know what she was praying for.
Chapter completed!