Chapter 2697 Little Effort (the Temperature Will Finally Start to Rise Tomorrow)

After leaving the forest, Fangzheng asked the prince to borrow a place to repair the Lightning, to which the prince naturally agreed. After all, if such a behemoth gets close to the villages and towns, it will cause panic, so the prince settled it. Near a relatively remote valley, Fang Zheng rode a horse, followed the prince and the marshal to the castle of Rohan, to see what happened to the king who was cursed by the wizard.

It was already evening when the group returned to the castle. The royal city of Rohan was built on a cliff, surrounded by towering and steep walls, and the houses on it were all made of wood. But for some reason, Fangzheng always feels that this layout is very familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere...

It would be more like a guard with an arrow in the knee.

Soon, a group of people walked into the palace. Because there were princes and marshals leading the way, the soldiers guarding the palace did not stop them, but many people still looked at them suspiciously and followed them. Fang Zheng, who was dressed in weird clothes, couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Father."

Entering the palace, the prince knelt on one knee facing the King of Rohan on the throne.

"Saruman has assembled an army of orcs and is about to attack Rohan. We must take action!"

"........."

However, in the face of the prince's request, the old man sitting on the throne remained silent. He looked like a puppet sitting on the throne, his face was pale, his hair and beard were like withered roots. It's getting old. He just closed his eyes like this, sitting motionless on the throne, if someone who didn't know saw him, he might think he was dead.

"If we don't defend our country, it will be taken away by Saruman!"

At this time Eichenbrand also hurriedly spoke, but at this moment, a gloomy voice sounded from the side.

"lie."

Fangzheng turned his head curiously, and saw a greasy black-haired man in a black robe with a white face like a snake coming out from one side of the hall. He stared at the two of them and said in a low voice.

"Saruman the White Robe has always been our ally."

"Half-orcs are rampant in our land! They are reckless, killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

Now the prince was getting more and more excited.

"They all bear the mark of Saruman's white palm, I have proof!"

While shouting, the prince threw his hand suddenly, and threw a broken helmet to the ground. On the top of the helmet, there was a white palm mark.

"..."

However, even though the prince spoke so excitedly, the old king was still unmoved. He looked like he was suffering from dementia, and he leaned on the chair blankly. The greasy black-haired man approached the old king while looking at the prince with a contemptuous expression.

"These are all delusions out of thin air, can't you see? The king is very disappointed in you. You came here and did not say hello to him. Instead, you brought a series of baseless accusations...  Allies, Great Whitecloaks. And..."

Speaking of this, the greasy black-haired man stared at Fang Zheng with a vicious look in his eyes.

"And who is this man? Why did you bring him here?"

"Oh, I'm here for treatment."

Facing the question from the greasy black-haired man, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"Because they said the king didn't look well, so I came over to see if I could be of any help."

While speaking, Fang Zheng stared at the old king sitting on the throne.

"Now it seems that there is really something I can help..."

Having said this, Fangzheng stretched out his right hand, aimed at the old king in front of him, and then pulled it hard!

"—————————!!!"

The next moment, everyone was surprised to see a phantom of an old man with white beard and white hair wearing a white robe suddenly flew out of the old king's body, floating in the air as if bound, while the old king's body suddenly Trembling for a bit, he stood up from the chair, as if there was some kind of invisible connection between him and that phantom.

"Father!!"

Seeing this scene, the prince was extremely surprised, and the greasy man next to him was even more stunned and speechless.

"Oh, you are Saruman."

Fang Zhengxu held Saruman's phantom, and stared at him with a smile, while the latter stared at Fang Zheng with wide eyes.

"Who are you?! Why do you have this kind of power...this kind of power...impossible..."

"You don't need to know about that, Saruman, in fact, I still have a high opinion of you, but it's a pity, who told you to fall into my hands..."

Having said this, Fang Zheng suddenly clenched his backhand. Accompanied by a howl, the next moment Saruman's phantom was instantly wiped out, and the old king also let out a loud cry, and slumped back on the chair again.

"Father!!"

At this time, a blond woman in a black robe rushed out from behind and came to the old king, while the prince and the marshal hurried over, and the remaining soldiers who were fully armed immediately unsheathed their swords and surrounded Fangzheng. up. They don't know what happened just now, but they can be sure that this man has definitely done something.

At the same time, the greasy black-haired man shouted again.

"He tried to murder the king, do it immediately, kill him!!"

"Don't move!!"

However, before the black-haired greasy man's voice fell, suddenly, a dull roar sounded. At the same time, the prince, the marshal, and the woman who were surrounding the throne all retreated to the two sides, but unlike before, their faces were full of excited expressions at this moment.

And as they moved, the old king sitting on the throne appeared in front of everyone again.

It's just that it's different from the decrepit look just now. At this moment, the old king is full of energy. His originally messy hair and beard like withered grass have quietly disappeared, and his hair has returned to the color of life again. The old king slowly moved his eyes, stared at Fang Zheng, and then spoke.

"You saved me?"

"Easy to do, Your Majesty the King."

Faced with the old king's question, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"...you saved me, you saved me from the nightmare..."

As he spoke, the old king stood up slowly, and the woman next to him hurriedly supported him. But the old king waved his hand, and then slowly stood up.

"Bring the sword!!"

Hearing the old king's order, the servant next to him hastily handed over the sword. Looking at the long sword in front of him, the old man stretched out his hand. His arm was trembling because he hadn't moved for a long time, but the moment he grasped the hilt , he seems to have gone back to the past and turned back into a brave warrior. Afterwards, the old king suddenly drew out his long sword, and his eyes, which were still somewhat cloudy, slowly turned, staring at the greasy black-haired man who had collapsed to the side at this moment.

At this moment, the old king's eyes regained the look he should have.

"Wow!!!"

The greasy black-haired man was thrown out of the palace and rolled down the steps, while the old king walked out slowly with a long sword in his hand, glaring at him.

"You despicable and shameless poisonous snake! Your sorcery once used me like a lingering beast! Now, I want you to pay for it!!"

"No, king, please forgive me!"

Facing the angry old king, the greasy black-haired man begged tremblingly.

"I have always been, I have always been a loyal servant to you!!"

"Shut up!!"

Looking at the greasy black-haired man in front of him, the old king glared at him angrily. This man betrayed his trust. He used poison and witchcraft to make himself lose his sanity and became Saruman's substitute puppet. Although the old king was always in a daze during the period of being manipulated by Saruman, he could still feel everything that happened around him. It was like a nightmare that would never wake up, but now, the nightmare is finally over!

Thinking of this, the old king raised his long sword high, pointed at the greasy black-haired man in front of him, and chopped it down with all his might.

"what-----!!!"

With a scream, the greasy black-haired man fell into a pool of blood and became a corpse. And the old king took a few steps back panting, and then stabilized his figure.

"That's about it."

Fangzheng clapped his hands and looked at the prince beside him.

"Saruman used his spirit to control His Majesty the King, but it's all right now. His wisp of spirit was completely destroyed by me. I guess I'm rolling on the ground in pain. As for His Majesty the King..." It will definitely not be easy for the body to be controlled by time, and if you take a good rest, you will almost be able to recover."

"I really... thank you so much."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, the prince was so excited that he didn't know what to say. When he asked Fangzheng for help, it was just a desperate choice. But what he didn't expect was that this man who looked younger than himself actually possessed such profound magic power. Even Saruman is not an all-in-one enemy in front of him... Maybe even Gandalf the Gray doesn't have this kind of ability!

"You're welcome, I said it, it's just a little effort."

Fangzheng nodded to the prince.

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first..."

While speaking, Fangzheng bowed to the prince. Hearing Fangzheng's words, the prince was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly spoke.

"Wait, sir, please be sure..."

However, before the prince could finish his words, a gust of wind whizzed by, and Fang Zheng, who was standing in front of him, disappeared completely.

“……………………”

Looking at the empty ground in front of him, the prince also looked confused. He originally hoped to get acquainted with this strange wizard, but he didn't expect that the other party's movements were much faster than he thought. Before he finished speaking, the other party disappeared.

"What's wrong? My child?"

At this time, the old king also came over, he looked at his son suspiciously, and then looked around.

"Where did that wizard go?"

"He...he went back and said that his work has been done..."

The prince didn't know what to say.

"Hey, well, wizards, they are all weird."

The old king could tell what the prince was thinking at a glance, and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Let's go, my son. Let's go back first. You haven't told me where you found such a powerful wizard."