In Narnia, there is a place where light always exists.

That is the lamppost that Narnia was thrown by the White Witch at the beginning of creation. The lamppost was originally not magical, but after it was dropped by the White Witch, it gained magical power in Aslan's song of creation. It not only turned into a complete street lamp, but also could be illuminated without any fuel.

Of course, in the eyes of the Narnian people who are accustomed to it, there is nothing magical about this, because Narnian is just a lamppost, and perhaps they think that all lampposts are like this.

Today, an uninvited guest came under the lamppost. A thin girl walked curiously under the street light and looked at the snow-colt world curiously.

Suddenly, a person walked out ahead, no, it was a creature that looked like a Rao.

His upper bust looks like a human, but his lower body is similar to that of some animals, with anti-joint feet, and horns and strange ears on his head.

When the girl saw him, she was startled and screamed and hid behind the lamppost beside her. The people there were also shocked. The things in her hand shook all over the ground and hurriedly hid back.

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The coastal area in the east is far away.

A huge golden lion came gracefully in the sea water, with majestic eyes looking ahead, and could step through countless waves in one light step.

A series of surging waves rushed over, but they all turned into thin white waves under its feet, as if they were kissing its toes lightly.

As it continued to move forward, a continent covered with snow suddenly appeared ahead.

The lion stopped and stopped steadily on the sea surface, allowing the waves to wet the hair on its feet.

"Narnia!" Looking at the snowy land, the lion made a deep and deep voice in his mouth, and his feelings were strong and complex.

After making an unanswered voice to himself, the lion continued to move forward and soon arrived on the beach on the continent ahead. Walking on the beach, leaving obvious footprints on it.

Raising his head, the lion looked at the snow-covered palace, and a smile appeared on his hairy face, "Kyle Palaville."

He walked to the front of the palace without pushing the door, the palace gate opened automatically, and the lion strode into the palace, locking the four thrones inside the palace at a glance.

"It won't be too long."

It seemed that it just came over and took a look, and after seeing it, it turned around without any nostalgia, without taking another step inside.

As it left, the door closed gently again.

After leaving the palace, the lion walked upstream along the river channel. The river channel was also frozen white jade belt, and there was no vitality on the edge of the river channel. The lion's face was always heavy.

When he walked to a forest by the river, the lion suddenly looked into the woods, and at the same time, there were also eyes in the woods.

After the creatures in the woods saw the image of the lion clearly, it ran over from the woods without any warning and ran to the lion at the fastest speed in its life, with an excited expression, "Ah···Ah·Aslan?"

The lion nodded and looked at the excited red fox, "It's me!"

"Aslan, it's really Aslan. I didn't expect that I could see Aslan..." The fox seemed to be at a loss.

"Maybe you need some calmness." Aslan said softly, blowing at the fox.

The fox quickly calmed down as if he had been influenced by magic. He bowed slightly, "I am, it is my honor to see you, the great Aslan."

"I never thought that I would be the luckiest person to see the transmigrated Aslan in my lifetime."

Although the fox was calmer, he still couldn't help but start talking mode, and kept saying all kinds of praise, praising Aslan from all aspects.

Listening to these praises, Aslan smiled politely. He didn't need these, but if this made the other party feel proud, he wouldn't mind waiting for a while.

"So lucky Mr. Fox, I wonder if I can ask you to do me a favor?" Aslan said politely.

The fox stood up excitedly, and his tone immediately became solemn and solemn, "Please, it is my honor to be able to provide Aslan with help, and I will die."

This is not a flattery. His tone is sincere and fanatical. In his eyes, it would be an unprecedented glory to be able to sacrifice his life for the creator of Narnia, the great Aslan.

"Sir, I don't need you to give your life. I hope you can live well." Aslan said, "I hope you can tell the people of Narnia that the son of mankind has arrived in Narnia, and the time to overthrow the White Witch has come. I hope that the people of Narnia can gather in the valley to fight against the White Witch's army and to bring peace to Narnia."

"Yes, your majesty, this is my honor." The fox said loudly.

Recently, there have been some news about the sons of humans in Narnia, but when he went to inquire, these people all kept silent, as if he would betray them.

Now, he met Aslan, and Aslan asked him to summon the army to fight against the White Witch together. It was clear that he had gained Aslan's trust, which was acknowledgement of him and the greatest glory of his life.

"I'll wait for you in the valley." Aslan nodded, turned around and walked towards the valley. Suddenly, he stopped, roared at the air in front of him, and then continued to move forward.

The fox watched Aslan leave, then excitedly shook the fur on his body and turned around and walked towards the forest.

Now there are few people living in the snow-covered plains, which are the hardest hit by the white witches. The greedy gray wolf always patrols the plains.

More importantly, the plains lack food. Only in the forests, those trees with tenacious vitality will bear some insignificant fruits under the cover of heavy snow for various races to fill their stomachs.

So, if he wants to find someone, he will go to the forest as soon as possible.

He swore that he must complete the task assigned to him perfectly by Aslan.

You used to think that I was brave and unscrupulous, and that I would tell the White Witch. Now I want to let you know that I have gained the trust of Aslan and he proved my loyalty. I am not a betrayer.

The fox was full of energy and walked towards the habitat of various races with unrecognizable relatives.

He was so familiar with this place. He knew clearly which race lived wherever there and how many people there were. Aslan asked him to summon the army for him, which was definitely the most correct decision.

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The half-hell Tunus was very entangled. The white witch had passed by a long time ago. No matter who meets humans, she would tell her the news as soon as possible. If she could capture humans, she would get a rich reward.

But if anyone hides it and fails to report it, he will be subject to the most cruel criminal law, and life is worse than death.

But the girl in front of her is so kind, and she trusts him so much, treats him as a good friend, and is not prepared for him. How could he betray his friends to save his life and food?

Finally, the inner conscience defeated the fear of the dialogue of the White Witch, and he decided to help her leave here and prevent her from falling into the White Witch's claws.

"Look, let's leave here. The White Witch may already know your existence. You must leave immediately, otherwise the White Witch will capture you." Tunus grabbed Lucy's hand, said somewhat nervously, and then ran outside frantically.

The two ran rapidly all the way and finally came under the lamppost where they met.

"You can find your way back. If you can't, you must tell me, I'll ask the leader, they know the news about another son of mankind. If I send you there, you will be safe." Tunus asked anxiously.

"I can find my way back, don't worry, I will be fine, you will be fine, Mr. Tunus?" Lucy comforted.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for you." Tunus couldn't help but shed tears when she heard Lucy's comfort. How evil he was just now, he had such a terrible plan. If he really did it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

But Lucy can no longer stay here. The White Witch is recently investigating the news about the Son of Humanity. She must leave immediately and stuff the handkerchief she gave her into her hands, "Go away!"

"I think you need it more." Lucy shook her head and thought to herself that Mr. Tunus is such a crying man, and he can't even cry. He is so old that he is still crying and embarrassed.

Tunus urged Lucy to leave quickly. Lucy looked at the sex, thinking that his brother and sister might be worried about him. Under Tunus' urging, he ran towards the way he came.
Chapter completed!