Perhaps it was because of his orc physique, the medicine's effect was too good, or maybe it was because of Luna's prayer, but Orrgash recovered very quickly. Not long after he woke up, he could walk on the ground. Other than feeling weak and a little dizzy, there were basically no major problems.
This was simply a miracle to the orcs.
Since the beginning of the Stone Crow clan, they had been struggling in this wilderness. In the orcs' memories, countless orcs had lost their lives to the Balrog's Curse. Only warriors with incomparably strong wills could survive.
And in the records of the Stone Crow clan, there were only a few of such warriors.
If Caesar could read their thoughts, he would probably laugh like a pig. Why don't you try exposing a severely heatstroke patient to the scorching sun?
The temperature in the northern part of Airadia could reach up to 50 degrees during the dry season. It was really a blessing from the gods to be able to survive under such conditions.
Although they did not know how Caesar saved Orrgesh, it did not stop the orcs from being grateful to the Black Dragon. Originally, they had to work hard every day to hunt fork-horned bulls for the Black Dragon. Even if the Stone Crow clan always kept their promises, they would still feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.
But now, this feeling was swept away.
The Orcs did not become more attentive, and Caesar did not receive any gratitude from anyone. But ever since then, every Orc would subconsciously stop what they were doing when they saw the Black Dragon. They would puff out their chests and look at the Black Dragon as he gently pounded his chest with his right fist.
That was enough.
The orcs were not a race that was good at flattery like the gnomes and kobolds. Most of them were not good with words and did not express their emotions strongly. This action was enough to show their respect for Caesar.
But at this time, Caesar did not have the time to think about this because he had other things to do. He was busy studying the plant that he named "Summer Grass".
At that time, Caesar picked this plant purely because he was greedy and liked to chew a few pieces. After boiling and chilling it, he found that it tasted good. Plus, Luna liked it very much, so he left a lot of it in the nest.
Feeding it to Olkhash was just a temporary idea, with a meaningless attitude, but the result was unexpectedly so outstanding that even Caesar, who was the initiator of the experiment, was amazed.
After that, he immediately realized that this might be a potential opportunity for Caesar to complete the primitive accumulation of capital.
But the problem was that he had to confirm that Orrgesh woke up because of the effect of the Summer Grass, and not because of the orc's physique and Luna's prayer.
Also, if the Summer Grass had an outstanding effect on the orcs, would it have the same effect on Caesar's target?
He needed confirmation.
Caesar immediately thought of contacting the leader of the orcs, Sve.
Due to the time he spent studying spells, Caesar was already quite familiar with the old man. Moreover, the relationship between the Black Dragon and the Stone Crow Clan was no longer the same as before. Therefore, there was no need for Caesar to be courteous. After arriving at the cave where the old sorcerer lived, Caesar went straight in without saying a word.
The flame flickered. Sve was squatting on a stone block with a solemn face. His sparse brown hair drooped on top of his head. His robe was stained with a layer of dust. He was holding an old roll of sheepskin and reading something.
"Hello, Caesar."
Seeing that the light at the entrance of the cave was completely blocked, Sve turned his head and stood up. He squeezed out a smile full of wrinkles at the Black Dragon who climbed in. "I represent the Stone Crow clan to express our gratitude to you. Thank you."
"I'm not here to receive compliments."
Caesar lowered his head and looked at the old orc who was slightly hunched. Under Sve's inquisitive gaze, he said in a low voice, "The Stone Crow clan's fate should not be like this."
In fact, the orcs reproduced very quickly. However, the Stone Crow clan was never able to reach a large scale. The reason was that they were too poor.
Their limited food could not support the growth of more orc children. Without an endless supply of warriors, they could not increase their numbers and plunder more resources.
This was obviously a vicious cycle. However, the Stone Crow clan seemed to be unable to walk out of it.
Caesar knew that there might be other reasons for the Stone Crow clan's predicament. However, the crux of the problem was the lack of resources.
Resources were not only limited to food. They also included weapons, water, territory, population and many other aspects. In the wilderness, every problem could drag the Stone Crow clan into a quagmire. It was like a huge mountain pressing down on them.
Caesar could see that the old man Sve was different from other orcs. He was more flexible and more intelligent than ordinary orcs. He might have thought of leading the Stone Crow clan to rise up.
However, what could Sve do with these orcs?
It was nothing more than plundering like their ancestors.
However, in the vast wilderness, although the orcs had eyes, they were no different from blind people. Without the support of intelligence, their efficiency was very low.
Apart from that, these orcs must have encountered some kind of robbery. However, their loot could only be stored in their own territory and wait to rot. They had no way to exchange for the resources they needed. They also had to face the extermination of the human army.
The situation was too small. Sve was already the limit of this old wizard to keep the Stone Crow clan from being annexed by other forces.
Caesar thought. Without waiting for the wizard to speak, he threw a plant that looked like weeds in front of Sve.
"What's this?"
The old wizard's wrinkles deepened. He had seen this type of grass before. However, just like what Luna said, in Airadia, no one would spend time and effort to study plants that could not fill their stomachs and were not dangerous. Therefore, even if he had seen this type of plant before, he could not guess what Caesar wanted to do with it.
"Boil this thing into water. It can remove the 'Balrog's Curse'."
Caesar said. He did not want to waste time explaining the 'disease' to Sve. He chose to tell the orc leader in a way that the wizards could understand.
"Impossible!"
The old wizard denied as expected. He refused to believe the Black Dragon's words. "'Curses' can only be removed by magic. I've never heard of using plants to remove curses."
"No one has ever tried it either."
Caesar then added, "Otherwise, how do you think Orkash survived? Did he rely on himself?
The Stone Crow clan is really blessed by the gods. "
The old orc was silent for a moment. He seemed to be wondering if the Black Dragon was deliberately making fun of him. It was said that the Black Dragon's close relative, the Red Copper Dragon, liked to do this. They lived in the joy of pranking people all day long.
However, the Black Dragon would not do that, and Caesar would not do that either.
Sve thought about it. He raised his head and looked at the young dragon in front of him. "You're right. No one has ever tried it."
He picked up the grass on the ground and handed it back to Caesar. "But this is yours. What do you want to do with it?"
Caesar narrowed his eyes. "I've said it before. The fate of the Stone Crow clan should not be like this."