Chapter 917 - 916: Antidote
"Is Lord Priest here?" Elyle emerged from the water to see two patrolling orcs, and as he walked toward the island, he asked.
Seeing that it was Elyle who had come, the orcs hurried over respectfully, "Lord Priest is at the cave, but he seems to be in a bad mood. When he went in, he specifically warned us not to disturb him unless necessary."
No sooner had the orc finished speaking than Elyle stopped in his tracks.
With a struggling expression on his face, he looked at the orc, "In a bad mood? Do you know why?"
The orc glanced around and, seeing no other orcs nearby, leaned in closer to Elyle and whispered, "Today, Lord Priest excitedly ran out with a shell, claiming he had found the antidote that could remove the toxins from the seawater.
But when he returned, his face was terribly somber.
And from time to time, he cursed the shaman of the Tortoise Tribe. It seems he was quite furious."
Elyle gave the orc a glance and waved him away.
Although the Sea Crocodile Clan and the Tortoise Clan are neighbors, their relationship had always been strained.
Both of their territories are by the sea, but why should the Tortoise Clan receive more favor from those powerful warlike species?
And the Sea Crocodile Clan has gradually been left so far behind by them.
Thus, the orcs of the Sea Crocodile Clan and those of the Tortoise Clan have always disliked each other.
But whenever there’s a more significant dispute between the two tribes,
those powerful warlike species would intervene to mediate, and every time, they would seem to favor the Tortoise Tribe.
Now, with the Lord Priest so angry, it must still have something to do with the Tortoise Clan.
But because of the intervention from those powerful warlike species, the quarrels between the two tribes could never escalate to an actual conflict.
And under the current circumstances, they couldn’t afford to continue fighting for the benefits of their own tribes. If the toxins in the seawater couldn’t be cleared,
their survival would face a massive threat.
With a sigh, Elyle steadied himself and finally headed toward the nearby cave.
His footsteps were not concealed, so when he was still a distance away from the cave, an enraged voice echoed from within, "Didn’t I say not to disturb me? Get lost!"
The fury of the priest was much greater than Elyle had imagined. His heart tightened, and he stopped at the entrance of the cave.
After a while, the breathing of the orc inside the cave gradually became more steady.
Then, Elyle spoke softly, "Lord Priest, it is I, Elyle."
The cave fell silent, and as an evolved orc, Elyle could only hear the somewhat heavy breathing of the priest.
After a long pause, that breathing gradually evened out, and a slightly hoarse voice from within the cave said, "Come in."
This cave was where the Sea Crocodile Clan orcs lived on the island, and each orc family had a similar dwelling.
Only...
Elyle looked enviously at the bright pearl set high at the top of the cave, casting a glowing light.
This was a pearl that only a priest could possess, a gift from the Divine Wood Tree people to each tribe’s priest.
Other orc caves did not have one.
At that moment, Lord Priest was lying by a puddle inside the cave, which was also a standard feature of the Aquatic Clan orc dwellings.
His lower body had transformed into an animal form, soaking in the puddle.
Seeing Elyle come in, he just lazily lifted his eyelids, "What is it?"