A motorcycle journey through the worlds

Chapter 126 There is one more person

Be it the army, civilians, or officials, after King Hiyuden was assassinated, Prince Hiyud was captured, and the treacherous Prime Minister Grima Gliber's conspiracy was exposed and he was ousted, the army and civilians of Rohan, especially the city of Edoras, had no idea whose orders to follow next and how to deal with the difficult problems in their hands.

Let's not talk about other things first. Let's just talk about how to deal with His Royal Highness, to kill him or to cut him up? How to resist the threat of the orc army of Saruman and the Dark Lord Sauron? No one can decide these questions.

Everyone's eyes first focused on the respected three-dynasty veteran Murphy Edo, but this old man had really endured too much stimulation today. First, the soul of the beloved former king appeared in front of him, and then King Xiyoudon was freed from the curse. However, just as he was immersed in joy, the successor of the kingdom he had always favored actually killed his father, King Xiyoudon, in full view of everyone. This series of strong shocks far exceeded the psychological endurance limit of this elderly man. Just a moment ago, he had fainted and was being urgently rescued by the people around him.

Apart from Murphyedo, who else in this city and this country can take charge of the overall situation and point the way for the people and the army? Eomer, the nephew of King Shioton and a good friend of His Royal Highness, has some royal blood, but he was previously excluded by Grima Wormtongue and has been on a mission outside and has not returned yet. He is not close to His Royal Highness and it is difficult for him to gain trust now that Shioder has assassinated King Shioton. For the same reason, Eomer's sister, Princess Eowyn, is also not qualified.

At this point, the entire city and the entire country fell into confusion and chaos...

Oh, isn't there another person? He is highly respected and loved by the people at the grassroots level and in the army. Not long ago, he fought desperately against the terrible evil wizard for the Kingdom of Rohan and King Hiyodon, and made great contributions to the kingdom. Whether it is his character, prestige, or personal strength, it is enough to point out the direction for the people here to move forward.

Naturally, everyone looked at Lin Yu with expectation.

At this time, the mighty and domineering aura of the High Priest of the Sea Temple, Saint Lin Yu, had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a deep and peaceful aura like the ocean, giving people a feeling of endless confidence and wisdom. In addition, in Middle-earth, except for the elves, there has never been a precedent of a woman holding the highest power in any country or race.

For some reason, when everyone saw Lin Yu, the confusion in their hearts seemed to gradually dissipate.

Lin Yu was not a dull person, so how could he not see the situation clearly? Moreover, this scene was a key part of his carefully planned script.

Becoming the focus of everyone's attention, Lin Yu cleared his throat and said calmly: "After all, I still underestimated the power of the white wizard Saruman and the dark lord Sauron. As you can see, it is not only King Shioton who is cursed, but also his beloved son and the entire royal bloodline of Rohan. They have suffered the most serious pollution. The power given to me by the sea goddess Aqua can save individuals, but it is powerless to save a family. After all, the great Aqua's priesthood is the ocean, not salvation."

Almost no one was angry about Lin Yu's self-blame, and no one blamed him for his mistakes. After all, the demon king Sauron has been raging in Middle-earth for thousands of years. He has always been the supreme and unrivaled demon king. No one has ever been able to compete with him head-on. He has always been a symbol of absolute invincibility. The white-robed wizard Saruman was the only president of the Holy White Council who could fight against Sauron not long ago. He is the strongest existence in the justice camp. When the two of them join forces, even the gods have to be afraid of them. It is a miracle that Lin Yu can destroy Saruman's soul clone and lift the curse on Xiyoutun. What's more, according to Lin Yu, he was not originally good at salvation, but extraditing souls to the kingdom of God. And Rohan, at the moment, needs this kind of power the most.

"The bloodline of the Royal Family of Rohan can no longer be relied upon. Only when the Dark Lord Sauron and the White Wizard Saruman are completely destroyed, will the curse on them truly dissipate. Before that, if you are willing to trust me and sincerely accept the guidance of the Sea Goddess Aqua, then I am willing to temporarily point out the direction for you to move forward."

"Me? Where am I? Me? What's wrong with me? Why? Why do I have such a headache and feel so nauseous..." Xiyoude, who had been in a state of unconsciousness, finally regained consciousness with great difficulty. He took great effort to open his eyes. Before he could fully understand his current situation, a "pain" that was difficult to describe in words suddenly hit him like a surging tide. This pain not only tortured his body, but also pierced his heart like a sharp blade. It hurt so much that he could hardly breathe smoothly, and even shouting was difficult to do, as if his heart was instantly shattered into countless pieces.

Fragmented scenes flashed through his mind like lightning. Although it was difficult to piece together these scattered scenes, those few fragments were enough to make this former prince fall into extreme madness and heartbreak.

"Father, father, what happened to him? Me? What did I do? Is this a dream? No! No! This must all be a nightmare! How could I...how could I hurt father?" Xiyoude looked crazy, muttering incoherently, his face full of a complex expression of pain and disbelief.

"Those are not nightmares, they are all real..." With deep malice, the blond man squinted at Xiyoude and said with a disgusting smile on his face: "Just over ten hours ago, you chopped off your father's head with your own hands."

"No~~~! You were lying to me! You bastard~~~!" Xiyoude yelled hysterically: "By the way, I, I know you, it's you, you, the running dog of Grima Wormtongue. What's wrong with you now? Have you been caught too? Did you fail to curry favor with your master and get abandoned? Hahahahahahahaha... This is the price you pay for deceiving me with those damn illusions!" The blond man shook his head with a wry smile. This supporting role who didn't even leave a name was unwilling to say another word.

In the dead of night, the guards in charge of guarding the dungeon also retreated far away, and a dark shadow quietly came to the prince in the dungeon. But another cold and ruthless voice, like a heavy hammer, directly shattered the last glimmer of hope in the prince's heart and pushed him into the bottomless abyss of despair.