"It''s the curse of the devil."

    The voices of the orcs were rough and hoarse, like the sound of the bark polishing each other. As they spoke, they approached several fallen humans.

    Roy''s eyes seemed closed, but when he looked closely, he could see that there was still a faint gap. He sat down against the wall and looked at the orcs'' every move.

    The pendant he was wearing around his neck was actually a magical item, forged by dwarves and enchanted by the hand of the grand mages of the northern countries, which could protect him from the curse.

    In fact, Roy is in good condition. In such a hot temperature, his body still keeps normal, and he doesn''t even sweat much.

    However, the bad embryo still pretended to be worse. First, he wanted to hide the magic items in his hand. Second, his intuition told Roy that the coincidence of the scorching devil curse was too much and a little strange.

    He wanted to see what the orcs were going to do next and find the crux of the problem.

    "What? We don''t have a priest to save them."

    He heard several orcs discussing with each other. These green guys suddenly became thieves. Every word seemed to roar out.

    "Small men are treacherous and cunning. I hate them, but I can''t let them die in front of us."

    The voice of garh, the orc commander, rumbled like thunder, which made people''s ears hurt: "... Give them that drink."

    "However, the patriarch said that it''s best not to disclose it to outsiders," said another Orc named olkash, who seemed reluctant and his words were stiff,

    "Never mind, these people can''t remember anything when they wake up."

    ……

    Roy squinted and saw the commander rudely interrupt the opponents. When he heard the sound of the friction of soso''s fur, the orcs took out a kettle from the fur cover, squatted next to the fallen humans and fed them.

    what is it?

    Roy was not sure. He kept an eye. When the orc fed him water, he didn''t swallow it directly, but contained it in his mouth.

    Although I know these guys are unlikely to play tricks such as poisoning, there is no big mistake in being careful.

    Fortunately, the orcs seem to cherish the wine in the kettle and are very economical. They only feed each person two small mouthfuls. Otherwise, if there are too many, his cheeks will have to bulge and can''t be hidden.

    When he finished feeding all the people who fell to the ground one by one, he saw olkash put away the kettle, wrapped it in the fur he wore, and patted it, then he walked aside again and waited quietly.

    The water was sweet, fruity and cool. Roy couldn''t help swallowing it, but he still endured it. He couldn''t help taking it lightly at this time.

    Fifteen minutes later, he heard a few whispers. A few drops of fruit pulp fed by the orcs seemed to be full of magic, which revived the fallen attendants'' failing heart and made their limbs no longer stiff.

    They squeezed out a hard low cry from their throat, then slowly sat up and resumed action. Although they were still weak and bad, they finally got out of the coma.

    The curse is lifted?

    Roy''s nerves jumped.

    He is not a narrow-minded ORC. He knows that there are indeed many ways to relieve the curse of the devil without relying on the priest''s dispelling spell in Aladia, but they are expensive, precious and magical items or potions, which are by no means what these orcs can get.

    What did the orcs give them to drink?

    Thinking of this, Roy finally swallowed the pulp in his mouth.

    It seems to have life pouring into the whole body along the throat, with an aftertaste of sweet and cool breath, sliding through the limbs, smoothing the fatigue of the body, and people can''t help but cheer up.

    "My Lord, forgive me for my incompetence..."

    At this time, his attendants, propped up their weak bodies, knelt down in front of Roy, bowed their heads in shame and apologized to him.

    For the servants of the Brando family, failing to protect their master was the greatest sin. They just went to the DURU basin. They couldn''t hold on and fainted one by one.

    If those orcs have bad intentions, isn''t master Roy like a sheep into a tiger?

    If it were normal, Roy would scold them severely, but now he didn''t have that mind. His brain was running fast and thinking about other things.

    Business is not his main business, but with the ear shading and eye dyeing accumulated from dealing with many races for so many years, and his own flexible mind, Roy soon realized that there were great benefits in the fruit juice given to them by the orcs.

    You know, in the northern countries, apart from magic drugs and magic items, which are difficult for him to touch, ordinary people and some little nobles have no other way but to turn to the priest when they are cursed by the devil.

    As a result, every dry season, kakiling''s church is overcrowded day by day, and there are countless farmers and masons who die because of the curse of the devil.

    But now, he found a strange wine in the stone crow clan, which can directly dispel the curse.

    Moreover, even without mentioning the value of lifting the curse, its unique taste can be sought after in the northern countries.

    Investing in green dragon is a long-term benefit. Before green capital defeated the northern countries, it was difficult for the Brando family to get a return. At present, kakiling has been in a state of loss. As a last resort, their families have used the method of entrapping foreign businessmen, but this is by no means a long-term plan.

    Roy must find a way to fill the funding gap.

    Close at hand.

    This is a treasure that can be excavated. Roy didn''t expect that although the orcs didn''t take him to find the real gold mine, they gave him another surprise.

    "Come on, fragile humans, this place seems very dangerous to you." at this time, the orcs had pulled them to leave.

    Roy was lost in thought. He had long forgotten about the gold mine and tried to recall every word the orcs said at that time without missing any details.

    According to the information inadvertently revealed during the orc conversation, this fruity wine should have been brewing by the stone crow clan, but it should not be disclosed to outsiders due to the order of their clan leader who is a wizard.

    "Patriarch?"

    This is an unimaginable resource, and Roy''s ambition does not allow him to miss such an opportunity: "maybe... I should talk to the old guy."

    SIF, the leader of the stone crow clan, was not so much unwilling to deal with the human caravan as Roy deliberately avoided the wizard.

    To tell the truth, he was quite afraid of the old guy. When he first entered the stone crow clan, he asked Ann Ryan about the strength of the other party.

    But at that time, Ann Ryan''s eyes were uncertain and evasive, saying that he could not judge accurately, but looking at this, Roy knew that the other party was definitely better than Ann Ryan.

    There is an old wizard in the stone crow clan.

    That''s the real reason why Roy didn''t dare to do anything to this small tribe. If it weren''t for this old guy, he would have subdued these stupid orcs by tough means.

    To negotiate with the old guy, Roy has to think about it in his heart.