The witch's craftsmanship needs to be improved, but it can also be accessed.

After dinner in the evening, the mayor came to tell him that the banquet had been almost ready.

The banquet was held in the town square, which was the empty and busiest place in the town. In the past, there would be any celebrations in the town.

After seeing the banquet venue, Gray went to the mayor's house to check it out and found that the mayor's house was quite large, with the prototype of a manor, and there was a lot of land behind it, so it was not difficult to expand.

So he tactfully asked the mayor to buy it. The mayor happily agreed and said that he had no desire for this place for a long time. If Gray wanted, he could sell it to him at a low price, only two hundred gold coins.

He knew that this was not difficult for Gray, who could produce a worth of one thousand gold coins in a bet, but he was a little nervous if he could succeed.

After all, this so-called low price is actually a little high, but the rich man who can take out a thousand gold coins is right in front of him. If he doesn’t have much point, he will look down on the other party. What if the other party gets angry because of this?

Two hundred gold coins were indeed not a problem for Gray, so after some friendly negotiations, the mayor's manor was successfully owned by Belle, including the same as the several servants bought by the mayor.

Asking him to pack up the manor and wait for him to move in, Gray returned to Belle's house.

When he was on the bed, His Majesty the King acted as a human-shaped electric lamp and lit a fireball for Belle. He followed him boredly and his chin was pressed against her shoulders.

Jasmine was chasing a flying insect everywhere. The insect ran around, as if she felt she was hopeless, and plunged into Grey's fireball and turned into a squirm of smoke.

"Belle, come on, I'll show you a better book." Thinking of something, Gray reached out to cover Belle's book, took out another book and put it in front of her.

"What book is this and what story is it telling?" Belle curiously. The book has strange decorations and exquisite pictures, but has no name, which aroused her interest at once.

"It's about you and me!" Grey smiled softly, let go of the book casually, "Press your hand on it."

Holding Bell's hand and pressing it on the book together, Bell felt a trance in front of him, and the world had changed.

In a trance, she had already arrived on a high mountain. On the mountain, there was white snow everywhere. Looking around, the ground was also white, as if there was only white color between the ground.

Faced with this seemingly dead world, Belle's unforgettable panic arose in his heart.

At this moment, a warm big hand grabbed her palm tightly, calming her panicked heart, and a coat wrapped the two tightly around.

"Where is this?" Belle asked tilted his head.

"The world in the book, Narnia!" Gray smiled, "Did you forget, that place that has been ruled by ice and snow for a hundred years, don't you want to see Narnia?"

"I can't take you to the real Narnia, I can only take you into this place. Do you like it?"

Belle nodded, feeling the temperature here dropped a little more, and hurriedly squeezed into Gray's arms.

His Majesty the King squinted his eyes comfortably, "Let's go, let's go somewhere else to see. Although Narnia is not big, she can also see many beautiful scenery."

He created a coat for Belle and brought Belle to the northern swamp, where a circle of fire broke out from a handsome man, a large area of ​​ice and snow melted, countless plants grew and blossomed and bear fruit.

“This is the first melting land I have developed in Narnia.”

Grey said, and reached out to pick a fruit and put it into Belle's mouth.

Then, just like following his footsteps, the two came to the cave of the dwarfs.

"These people are so short." Belle stood in front of the dwarves curiously. The dwarves were not as tall as her shoulders.

"They are not humans, but a race called the Airao, which is similar to the Eagle and Snake Humans, and they are good at making various tools." Gray explained.

Then, Belle saw how Gray used his superb eloquence to instigate the dwarves for his own use. While watching the show, he also explained to her how loyal the dwarves were to the white witches and how difficult it was for him to do this.

Then, when he arrived at the place where Grey made an appointment with the White Witch, he explained his intention to Belle, and then the two watched the situation develop together.

But when Belle saw the White Witch Army besieged, his heart was so scared that he thumped violently, and Gray proudly told him that he had guessed it long ago.

Belle was worried when watching a thrilling chase and a Shitai offensive and defensive battle, fearing that he would be caught by the enemy if he was unwilling. Although he knew that since he was standing by her intact, he must have been fine before.

Then the two followed the griffin and the flying eagle back to the northern swamp from above, and took a look at the grand scene from high altitude.

The two experienced most of the things Grey experienced in Narnia, and finally came to the battlefield of the decisive battle. Then they performed how he did not fear risks to block the cold wind for everyone, and finally waited until Aslan came to defeat the White Witch.

"Didn't you defeat the White Witch? Why was Aslan turning the tide in the end?" Belle's beautiful eyes were teasing.

"Forgot." Gray slapped his forehead, and the scene below changed suddenly, turning into Gray defeating the White Witch alone, and Aslan saw no trace.

Belle chuckled softly, feeling that Grey was more real and bragging, feeling more like a living person than she had known before, rather than a hero living in the story.

The two stood together in the palace of Kyle Palavel and participated in their own ceremony of becoming kings. Then they rode their horses together and watched Narnia. When they woke up, it was already early in the morning.

"Let's rest!" Grey said softly. In his fantasy, Bell's spirit was always active and could not be considered a rest at all.

"Yeah!" Bel nodded, and she felt tired too.

When she woke up in the morning, Gray turned her head and saw Belle staring at him with a burning gaze.

"What's wrong?"

"I had a dream," Belle said with a memory look, "I dreamed that I was a Narnian, and I defeated the White Witch with you."

At this point, a hint of shyness flashed across Belle's face.

"Very good, I really hope you are there at that time." Gray stroked her hair and said gently.

Belle bit his lip, but he wanted to stop talking, and he must bite Belarus's teeth, "I will write your affairs in Narnia into a book, are you okay?"

"Of course it's good." Gray nodded, and said, "But you must have you in the story, and then I'll let everyone see this story."

"There was no heroine in the story before, which was always my regret, and now I can finally realize this wish."

"And, you can do some artistic processing, for example, it is our true love that defeats the magic of the White Witch."

"I think about it myself." Bel drove him out of bed, then took out a notebook and began to record his spiritual blessings.

"ruthless!"

Gray muttered, and turned to see Jasmine rushing in on a big mouse, holding a branch and poking it on his leg “let you not answer me.”

Gray was stunned, not knowing what he did.

Then I asked and found out that after the two entered the Book of Illusion yesterday, Jasmine called him several times but received no response. She was very unhappy.
Chapter completed!