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Meanwhile, Éowyn, left alone in the kingdom palace, idly became Mike's sidekick.

If possible, this princess of Rohan would also very much like to go to the front lines.

With war imminent, the girl preferred to fight the orc army on the front lines rather than searching for the mastermind behind the crime that had harmed Théoden.

Unfortunately, because she was a woman, she was not allowed to go to the front lines to risk her life.

At least in Théoden and Éomer's understanding, the current situation is not so tense that women need to go to the battlefield.

"I need to go to jail to see Grimald. We should be able to find the real culprit soon." But plans can change. Mike had originally wanted to wait for the real culprit to come forward on his own.

However, it seems that the other party is quite calm.

"Grimma's already like that, will he tell us who the real culprit is?" Alvin became somewhat interested.

Since we can't go to the front lines, helping to find the murderers who harmed King Rohan is at least a worthwhile endeavor.

“The truth doesn’t need the other person to speak…” With his mind-reading ability, Mike could easily uncover other people’s secrets, it just depended on whether they were willing. “Let’s go, let’s resolve this issue sooner so I can return to Lonely Mountain sooner.”

Now that the dark forces have already made a move against Rohan, they will naturally follow suit and target the Lonely Mountain and Gondor, two thorns in their side.

As the lord of Lonely Mountain, Mike needs to return to oversee things as soon as possible.

In the death row, Gelima, who had risen to power through her silver tongue, offended many people after becoming an advisor to the kingdom.

Now that he's in trouble, even without King Théoden's special instructions, people are spontaneously making trouble for Grimar.

When Mike and Éowyn arrived at the cell, they saw that Grimma was covered in blood, and her disheveled, sinister face was deathly pale.

Clearly, the other party suffered considerable torment during his imprisonment.

"Do you want to know who the real culprit is?" Seeing Mike and Iowa arrive, Grimma, who thought there was still a glimmer of hope, dragged his limping leg and clung to the cell door, saying, "If you release me, I'll tell you everything. I can even cooperate with you to deal with the mastermind."

For a truly wicked person, there's nothing they'd do just to survive.

Integrity? Reputation? These are all irrelevant.

“So it’s Saruman.” Mike wasn’t surprised by Grema’s reaction at all, and of course he had no intention of “making a deal” with her.

Having unlocked his mind-reading ability, he quickly obtained the answers he sought.

"How is that possible? How could you know?..." Without any further use, Grema was nothing but a dead man.

Filled with shock and rage, he still stubbornly shouted, "Only I know where Saruman is hiding! If you release me, I'll lead the way!"

However, Mike, who already knew everything, was clearly not in the mood to pay attention to Grema.

So, amidst the other's wails, Mike, who had only been in the cell for a short time, left again with Princess Éowyn, who looked on with curiosity.

“I never imagined that the mastermind we’ve been searching for was Saruman, even though my uncle respected him so much…” After leaving the cell, Éomer began to ramble on about the white-robed wizard Saruman.

Unlike the Regent's family of Gondor, Théoden and his son, who had witnessed the immense power of Micah, held a deep reverence for mysterious forces.

This also led to Saruman being invited to Rohan by Sezer, the father of the previous Rohan king Théoden, after he was banished from Gondor and wandered around Lothlórien.

Out of respect, the Rohan king Sejar gave Saruman many preferential treatments.

Unexpectedly, this planted a seed of trouble for his son.

"By the way, how did you know that Saruman was the mastermind? And where do we go to find him?" Having calmed down, Éowyn became curious again.

Unfortunately, from Éowyn's perspective, she only followed Mike around once and learned the truth, but she was completely unaware of the details.

“Isengard Highlands, Saruman is there. Also, this journey will be very dangerous, so it’s not us, it’s me going alone…” Mike patiently explained, “As for how I know the real culprit? It’s simple, because I can read people’s minds.”

With time running out, Mike didn't want to drag things out any longer, so he decided to explain the problem clearly all at once.

On Iowa's side, she was initially reluctant to be abandoned again, but after learning that Mike had the ability to read minds, she instantly took several steps back in terror.

After all, everyone has a few secrets.

"So, you've also been able to read my mind?" Iome asked nervously after getting a good distance from Mike.

He looked a little awkward, and the tips of his ears turned red.

“Human hearts are complex, and I don’t usually try to read other people’s minds,” Mike shook his head in denial.

In fact, he did so.

"That's alright~" Iowa patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression seemed a little disappointed.

Even though the girl didn't say it, Mike knew that she had some special feelings for him.

"I heard Saruman is a powerful wizard. Are you sure you'll be alright going to see him alone? Should I gather more people to accompany you..." Iowa, who thought she had hidden her feelings well, began to worry about Mike again after calming down.

In Middle-earth, wizards represent both mystery and power.

Even ordinary people have heard their legends.

“No problem. I’ve met Saruman several times, and he’s no match for me,” Mike said confidently.

Not to boast, but while the white wizard Saruman was stronger than the dragon Smaug, the difference was still limited.

Mike didn't take Saruman seriously back then, and now that he's been promoted to the "Genesis" level, he's even more invincible.

After exchanging a few more words with Éowyn, Mike opened a portal and went to Isengard, the highlands where Rohan and Gondor meet.

This place is located in a remote area surrounded by mountains, making it a good place to hide.

Upon entering the mountain range, Mike spotted a strange black tower that seemed to reach into the clouds in the distance.

Geographically speaking, this tower, which stands in Rohan, is actually opposite the Barado Tower in Mordor.

These two interconnected towers also served to relay the situation of the human forces along the Gondor defense line to the Dark Lord Sauron.

At this moment, in front of the Isengard Tower, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides, Saruman was directing a large number of newly born Orcs to cut down trees in the Fangorn Forest.

They are preparing to create more powerful orcs.

……

Chapter 638 Treants of the Fargon Forest

"I need more territory and resources to create powerful orcs..."

After more than a decade of continuous experimentation, Saruman extracted a more powerful original Orc gene by fusing Orc and human genes in Isengard.

To cultivate powerful beastmen, a large amount of underground minerals and blood sediment is needed as nutrients.

"Go! Flatten this forest before you and plunder its resources to your heart's content!"

Ultimately, Saruman's ever-expanding desires led him to set his sights on the Fangorn Forest directly in front of Isengard.

In his view, any bloodshed is worthwhile for a greater goal.

After all, compared to the hunchbacked, timid-looking orcs who are only 1.5 meters tall, the powerful orcs, rapidly formed from the sedimentation of ore and flesh, not only possess the formidable physique of orcs, but also intelligence no less than that of humans.

Saruman believed that as long as he created enough Orcs, he could lead this powerful army to sweep across Middle-earth.

"roar~"

The army of powerful orcs, all over two meters tall and with robust builds, marched toward Fangon Forest with their weapons raised and roaring after receiving Saruman's orders.

Yes, in just a few days, Saruman, who had returned from Mordor, used the resources at his disposal to train another army of several thousand Orcs.

Moreover, through training, these intelligent orcs have also learned simple cooperative combat techniques.

Watching the orcs quickly cut down large swathes of forest with clear division of labor, Saruman nodded in satisfaction and slowly walked back to the wizard's tower behind him.

……

"What do we do? Those monsters have started cutting down trees, and they're capturing and killing tons of animals..."

"I knew that mysterious wizard was no good. Why don't we charge out and fight him..."

"..."

Like Tom's Old Forest, Fargon Forest is a magical forest.

A group of tree people who can walk and talk live here.

At this moment, upon discovering the orcs' invasion of the forest, the tree-like beings' faces were filled with rage.

"Now is not the time. Those monsters wield sharp blades that could threaten our lives. Charging out like this would be like moths to a flame..."

An ancient tree-man named Shuhu spoke up, trying to dissuade his people.

The Tree People are the earliest intelligent race in Middle-earth, and the tallest of them can grow to over nine meters in height.

In terms of individual combat strength, they are undoubtedly stronger than the Orcs.

But no matter how powerful they are, their bodies are made of wood and can be cut by giant axes.

Furthermore, the Treant race here numbers less than a hundred in total, and most of them are slow-moving. Once thousands of powerful Orcs find an opportunity to drag them into a protracted war, their annihilation is only a matter of time.

"Then what can we do? Are we just going to watch those monsters destroy the forest?" asked the tall, thin young tree-man, Kuaizhi, indignantly.

Just as Tom's power comes from the Old Forest, the Tree People's power also comes from the Fangon Forest.

The powerful beastmen who destroy the forest are undoubtedly digging up the "roots" of acquaintances.

Moreover, although the tree people possess intelligence, in their perception, they are no different from other trees in the forest; everyone is family.

When Orcs cut down trees, they are harming their families.

“Wait a minute,” said the old tree-man, Treebeard. “The situation here will definitely be discovered by others outside. When someone comes to stop those monsters, that will be our chance to counterattack.”

This is undoubtedly the wisest decision.

"How long will we have to wait? It'll take some time. What if no one comes from outside?..." Kaige asked again.

Every minute that passes, countless large trees are felled in the Fagong Forest.

If the power the Treants rely on is truly destroyed, then it will be too late for them to resist.

"Let's wait a little longer..." Old Tree Man's beard face couldn't help but show a sorrowful expression, as if he were resigning himself to fate.

……

Meanwhile, Mike, in a hurry, flew directly into the sky, over the mountains, and arrived above the Fargon Forest.

"Those are human weapons? It seems Saruman smuggled a lot of good stuff from the previous Rohan king, Sezer..." The magical fluctuations in the forest below caught Mike's attention as he watched the orcs chopping down trees.

Their weapons and armor were comparable to those of the Rohan regular army.

Such a well-equipped and powerful orc army would be a terrifying force capable of taking on ten opponents each if deployed on a human battlefield.

"Sezer, you really know how to screw over your own son," Mike sighed before slowly descending.

Now that they've encountered them, Mike naturally wouldn't leave such a well-equipped army of powerful orcs to face the humans head-on.

After all, for ordinary people, such an army is far too lethal.

"who are you?"

Upon seeing someone descending from the sky, the orcs in the Fargon Forest quickly surrounded them.

With their considerable intelligence, they could clearly sense that Mike was not someone to be trifled with, so they did not launch an attack immediately after forming a battle formation.

"Come and take your people." Without saying much, Mike waved his hands, summoning countless vines that swept towards the beastmen.

In the magical Fagon Forest, the full power of the wood element can be unleashed.

Mike learned this trick from Tom in the old forest.

Countless vines coalesced into a large net, binding and squeezing together a large number of powerful orcs in the surrounding area.

Amidst roars and wails, the orc trapped in the vines was quickly crushed into a bloody pulp.

However, Mike's brows furrowed slightly.

These orcs were nothing to him, but Mike could sense that this orc army was much stronger than the half-orcs.

Their strength is roughly between that of a half-orc and a troll.

If they were heavily armored and encountered humans on the battlefield, their lethality might not be less than that of mountain ogres.

"In that case, we can't let you live any longer." Just think about it: tens of thousands of powerful orcs, whose strength is comparable to that of mountain ogres, are charging into a human town. I doubt many people could withstand them.

Upon imagining that scene, Mike immediately summoned more vines and attacked the surrounding orcs.

On the other hand, the Orcs, while possessing intelligence no less than that of humans, also have a mad side deep down due to their Orc genes.

The deaths of many of their kind did not frighten them; on the contrary, the blood only fueled their ferocity.

Thus, after a large number of Orcs died, even more Orcs charged at Mike.