"Well..."

    Little Luna shook her head and said, "most low-level curses don''t have spell fluctuation overflow. This is the basic common sense of Aladia. Don''t you even know this?"

    "If there is no other medical profession confirmation and no spell fluctuation overflow, how can we be sure that this must be a curse?"

    Caesar muttered in his heart, and then looked at the state of olkash for a while. The more he looked, the more he felt something wrong: "shit, isn''t it just heatstroke?"

    You know, when a record of "Dispelling" can remove most low-level negative states, no one will study the concept of "disease".

    If there is a problem, just find a priest. The more powerful the magic, the better the effect. There is even a taboo magic, such as "the resurrection of the dead". In front of a Almighty priest, how can other medical professions have a living space?

    Heatstroke was not a serious problem in the world before Caesar, because the level of education there was quite universal. Everyone had the necessary common sense of life. As early as the early stage of the disease, they could realize the danger and deal with it immediately.

    But this is eradia. This is a primitive and barren ORC. How can they know these things?

    Even on the earth, the case fatality rate of heatstroke can be as high as 80% when the problem is quite serious. Moreover, the temperature in the dry season in the north is much higher than that on the earth. These stupid guys even expose olkash in an open place without shelter. Even if the orcs are strong and strong, I''m afraid they can''t survive.

    Although Caesar could not fully confirm whether olkash''s problem was heatstroke, even if it was what they called the "Curse of the scorching devil", these orcs were still helpless and could only watch olkash die in pain.

    Caesar decided to try.

    He is ready to build the stone crow clan into the basic plate for his start, and take these orcs as his original strength. Of course, he can''t let a strong Orc warrior die in front of him.

    Of course, he also has some dark plans. If he can successfully save the orc, Caesar will tear open the breakthrough with the stone crow clan, and it is no longer a simple interest relationship with the ORC.

    If successful, a single-minded Orc will never forget Caesar''s grace. Even if he fails, he will not lose anything.

    Time didn''t wait. After making a decision, he quickly walked to the animal crowd, swung the orc in front with his tail, and pushed in with his huge body.

    Ignoring the eyes of others, Caesar grabbed olkash lying on the ground.

    The right claw immediately fed back a sticky feeling. The ORC was covered with sweat and his body temperature was not low, which was very consistent with the symptoms of severe heatstroke, which gave Caesar a little more information about his judgment.

    "Olkash, damn it, 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 parting ceremony for him, sing ancient songs and witness his death.

    However, Caesar interrupted the ancient ceremony.

    This caused great dissatisfaction among the orcs of the stone crow clan. For a moment, the crowd was angry. Even the always calm old wizard Sifu''s eyebrows stood up and clenched the bone magic wand.

    In a hurry, Caesar could not do everything, but he knew it was necessary to explain to the stone crow clan that many wars in the history of ayladia were caused by a ridiculous misunderstanding.

    "I may be able to save him..."

    Caesar whispered a word to Steve. Then, before the crowd reacted, he spread his black wings, and his not thick cornea almost knocked some orcs down and took olkash back to his nest.

    "Olkash!" gale yelled. Looking at the figure caught by Caesar into the sky, he raised his feet to chase after him.

    "Let him try."

    SIFE stopped the reckless Warrior: "there''s nothing we can do, but maybe the mysterious real dragon has other ways."

    ——

    Black Dragon Nest.

    The temperature in the cave is much lower than that outside. The reason is that there is a huge frozen rock standing in the corner. Caesar really enjoys it. He uses the frost breath to create a "refrigeration stone", and he can also enjoy the pleasant air conditioning in the nest * *.

    "Altorenzo."

    Luna rarely called out Caesar''s real name she saw when signing the oath: "do you still know magic? Otherwise, why do you bring this guy here? He''s dying."

    "It''s still early."

    Caesar put olkash down. Although the orc''s physique can''t be compared with that of the dragon, it''s also quite strong. If it weren''t for those fools outside who left olkash in the hot sun, he could survive for a long time even if he couldn''t survive.

    If it is heatstroke, you should cool down first.

    But we can''t breathe directly with ice. Now the orc''s physique is quite fragile. Caesar is afraid that when a layer of frost comes down, the sudden alternation of temperature will directly kill the ORC.

    Caesar thought about it, cut a large piece of ice from the rock used for refrigeration, and then spit out the flame gently - although his control over breath is not perfect, it is not much worse. He can do this kind of very fine control.

    The broken ice gradually melted under the heat of the flame, turned into liquid, flowed in his claws, and then was drenched on olkash by Caesar.

    Sure enough——

    Watching the orc''s painful expression relax, he became more and more sure that it was not a "Curse of the devil", but just an ordinary heatstroke.

    "Go and scoop up some of the things we drink and feed him." Caesar told little Luna, and then pushed olkash''s mouth open with his tail.

    Sometimes it''s a worry that the claws are too sharp. It''s easy to tear open the fragile objects encountered, such as the skin around the orc''s face, so he can only use his tail to break off the mouth of the comatose ORC.

    "Oh... Oh."

    Although she didn''t understand what Caesar''s meal meant, Luna was obedient, holding a larger bowl and scooping a bowl of her favorite drink from the stone pot.

    Caesar remembered that there was Mint in the medicine for treating heatstroke in his previous life. Although there was a big gap between Aladia''s mint and the earth, the taste was still the same and might have the same effect.

    if only.

    Caesar lifted olkash up, while Luna flapped her wings to the top of the orc''s head, then hung in the air and poured 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 went into the orc''s throat.

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

    He didn''t have the habit of believing in gods. He just joked casually. Luna really closed her eyes, staggered her fingers on her chest, and said something in her mouth. She didn''t know what she was praying for.