Chapter 305

The witch's craft needs to be improved, but it can also be imported.

After dinner in the evening, the mayor came to tell him that the party was almost ready.

The banquet is held in the square of the town, which is the most open and lively place in the town. In the past, any celebrations in the town would also be held here.

After seeing the banquet venue, gray went to the mayor's house and found that the mayor's house was quite large, with the prototype of a small manor and a large number of fields behind it. It was not difficult to expand.

So he gently asked the mayor to buy it. The mayor readily agreed and said he didn't want this place for a long time. If gray wanted to, he could sell it to him at a low price for only 200 gold coins.

He knew that it was not difficult for gray, who could take out 1000 gold coins in a gambling fight, but he was still a little nervous about whether he could succeed.

After all, the so-called low price is actually a little high, but the big local tyrant who can take out a thousand gold coins is in front of him. He doesn't look down on the other party for many points. What if the other party gets angry?

Two hundred gold coins were really not a problem for gray, so after a friendly negotiation, the mayor's small manor was smoothly owned by Belle, including several servants bought by the mayor.

Let him tidy up the manor and wait for him to check in. Gray returns to Belle's cabin.

On the bed, his majesty acted as a human electric lamp and lit a fireball for belle to read. He was bored to follow, his chin against her shoulder.

Little Molly is chasing a little flying bug around. The bug runs and seems to feel loveless. She plunges into gray's fireball and turns into a burst 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 and story is this?" Belle said curiously that the book had strange decorations and beautiful pictures, but it had no name, which aroused her interest at once.

"It's about you and me!" Gray smiled and casually released the book. "Put your hand on it."

Holding Bell's hand and pressing it on the book, Belle only felt a trance in front of her eyes, and the world had changed.

In a trance, she has come to a high mountain. There is white snow everywhere. Looking around, there is also plain white between heaven and earth, as if there is only white between heaven and earth.

Facing this seemingly dead world, Belle's heart had an unprecedented panic.

Just then, a warm big hand tightly grasped her palm, calmed her flustered heart, and a coat wrapped them tightly.

"Where is this?" Belle turned her head and asked.

"The world in books, Narnia!" Gray smiled. "Forget, didn't you say you wanted to see Narnia, a place ruled by ice and snow for a hundred years?"

"I can't take you to the real Narnia. I can only take you here. Do you like it?"

Belle nodded, feeling that the temperature here had dropped again, and hurriedly squeezed into gray's arms.

His majesty narrowed his eyes comfortably. "Let's go and have a look elsewhere. Although Narnia is not big or small, it can also see a lot of beautiful scenery."

Make a coat for Belle and take belle to the northern swamp, where a fire circle erupts on a handsome man, a large area of ice and snow melts, and countless plants grow, blossom and bear fruit.

"This is the first melting land I developed in Narnia."

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

Then, just like following his original steps, they came to the dwarf cave.

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

"They are not human beings, but a race called dwarves, which is similar to the eagle and snake people. They are good at making all kinds of tools." Gray explained.

Then Belle saw how gray used his excellent eloquence to plot the dwarves for his own use. While watching the play, she explained to her how loyal the dwarves are to the White Witch and how difficult it is for her to do so.

Then, when gray met the white witch, he explained his intention to Belle, and then they watched the development of the situation together.

But Belle's heart beat violently when she saw the White Witch army besieged, and gray proudly told him he had guessed it long ago.

A thrilling chase battle and stone platform attack and defense battle. Belle was afraid that he would be caught by the enemy accidentally. Although she knew that since he was standing next to her intact now, she must have been fine before.

Then they flew back to the northern swamp with the Griffin and the flying eagle from the sky and looked at the magnificent scenery again from high altitude.

The two experienced most of what gray experienced in Narnia, and finally came to the battlefield of the decisive battle. Then, the following shows how he braved the risks to block the cold wind for everyone, and finally waited until Aslan came to defeat the white witch.

"Didn't you say you defeated the white witch? Why did Aslan turn the tide? " Belle's beautiful eyes were teasing.

"I forgot." As soon as gray patted his forehead, the following scene suddenly changed. It became that gray defeated the White Witch alone, and Aslan disappeared.

Belle smiled gently. She felt that gray was more real and boastful. She felt more like a living person than she had known before, rather than a hero living in the story.

The two stood together in the Kyle palaville palace and attended their ceremony of becoming king. Then they rode their horses to see Narnia. When they woke up, it was early in the morning.

"Rest!" Gray said softly that in the fantasy, Bell's spirit has always been active, which is not a rest at all.

"Yes!" Belle nodded and she felt tired.

When she woke up in the morning, gray turned her head and saw Belle staring at herself.

"What's the matter?"

"I had a dream." Belle said with a look of memory, "I dreamed that I was a Nanian and defeated the white witch with you."

Speaking of this, a trace of shyness flashed on Belle's face.

"Very good. I wish you were there at that time." Gray stroked her hair and said softly.

Belle bit her lips and stopped talking. She had to bite her teeth, "I'll write a book about you in Narnia. Do you agree?"

"Of course." Gray nodded and said, "but you must have you in the story, and then I'll have it published so that everyone can see it."

"It has always been my regret that there was no heroine in the story before. Now I can finally realize this wish."

"Moreover, you can carry out certain artistic processing. For example, our true love defeated the magic of the white witch."

"I think so." Belle threw him out of bed, then took out a book and began to record his inspiration.

"Heartless!"

Gray muttered and turned to see little Molly rush in on a big mouse and poke a twig in his leg, "let you not answer me."

Gray was stunned and didn't know what he had done.

After asking, she knew that after they entered the book of illusion yesterday, little Molly called him several times, but she didn't get a response. She was very unhappy.

The humiliating conclusion of the unequal treaty cost a piece of chocolate, and gray quickly quelled the unfair battle.