Chapter 812

"Gray, we're going to dock supplies ahead. Just get on the ship there. I'll recruit you to be a sailor so that you can walk on the deck openly." Said Alice to him.

He has been on the ship for three days, but because no one can appear out of thin air, in order not to be regarded as an evil wizard or the lover of the captain, he comes out and walks every day with magic.

"No!" Gray quickly denied it. He quickly said, "I'm tired of sailing. I've smelled enough of the wet and salty sea water. I don't want to stay on the ship for a long time. I'm going to travel elsewhere."

"Well, I remember you said that you don't like to stay in a place for too long. It seems that this place also includes a ship moving around the world." Alice looked at him obliquely and said faintly.

"Actually, you can travel with me." Gray smiled and warmly invited.

Alice refused. She finally pulled up the team and had the chance to prove herself. How can she easily give up this hard won opportunity?

Gray was not surprised. Alice was a girl with her own ideas and goals. It was normal not to follow him everywhere.

"I'm going to travel somewhere else." Gray took out a gold bead, engraved with mysterious lines, "if you want to go to the underground world, put this into the water, I can feel it."

This thing is an enhanced version of gold coins. Even if it is separated from different space, he can feel it as long as Alice puts it into the water.

Alice nodded, took the gold coin and put it in the box with the necklace.

After a simple farewell, gray took out a certain crown and put it on his head.

"Are you going to the world where you used to be king?" Alice knew something about Gray's experience, and when she saw his movements, she guessed.

"Yes, it's really a very interesting place. I think you'll like it." Gray invited again.

"But I can't go. Good luck!" Alice gave him a lady's gift playfully with a nonexistent skirt.

"Goodbye!"

As the space fluctuated, gray disappeared into the room. Alice looked at where he disappeared, her eyes twinkled and shook her head slightly.

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Gray walked slowly out of a seaside cave.

"The sea, the beach, the sun, and the weather in Narnia are still so good." Gray smiled at the elf on his shoulder.

"When we go to the palace, they must have prepared a lot of things for us." The ELF's saliva flowed out, as if countless delicious food and drinks had rushed towards her.

Although a long time has passed, she still remembers the world of Narnia and the delicious food and wine here.

Gray nodded gently and took the elf to the front. "I remember this place should not be far from Kyle palaville palace."

He still has memories of this beach. Although it has changed a lot, he still remembers that he often came here to swim and bask in the sun when he was king Nani Adam.

"If I remember correctly, the Palace should be... Gray pointed in one direction." there! "

"But there are only ruins, no palaces!" Little Molly raised her hand, put up a shed on her head and looked at it from a distance.

But in front of them was not a magnificent palace, but a desolate ruins. Only some ruins were left of the collapsed buildings. Towering trees had grown at the original location of the palace.

"There seems to be no delicious food and wine." Gray said regretfully.

"Don't say!" Little Molly patted him heavily, tooted her mouth and said, "as long as the nanians are still there, there will be delicious food and wine!"

Gray shrugged. It was clear that these people were gone.

It may have been hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, since the celpalaville palace has become like this.

After all, this palace is not an ordinary palace. There is Aslan and his power on it.

Even it has become like this. This time span must not be small.

"I don't know if anyone knows me now." Gray muttered to himself.

He didn't search for anything in the ruins. When he left, he left in a planned way, so all his things were taken away.

And hundreds of thousands of years later, even if something is left, it is useless, even if it is a magic prop.

The only thing that may survive is probably something closely related to the Narnia world.

Suddenly, he saw something.

"It seems that it is not the reason for natural weathering, but also the factor of war." Gray looked at those things and smiled.

"War, is Narnia at war again? But the white witch has been driven away by us. Has she come back? " The elf is very curious.

"Not the white witch, but someone else." Gray smiled. White woman voodoo ruled Narnia. It must be ice and snow here, not so sunny now.

It seems that their appearance only changed Narnia during that period of time, did not affect another world, and did not prevent those people from appearing in this world through the door of the accidental world.

The flutter of the butterfly's wings was not big enough. He thought Narnia would develop in an unexpected direction.

"What shall we do now? We certainly don't recognize us and won't make delicious food for us anymore." Little jasmine muttered with a bitter face.

What she was worried about was food and drink. Everything else had to stand aside.

"It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me. Since we're back, I'll still be the king of Narnia. Everyone will get to know me slowly."

Hundreds of years later, I believe Narnia must be full of magic drugs. It's time to harvest a wave.

However, before that, we should consider the decline of the Nanian population and the covetous situation of human beings.

Without solving this situation, the Narnians had no chance to Collect Magic materials for him.

Well, after defeating those humans, those humans can also be used as labor. I believe they will not refuse.

As for how to determine that the enemy must be human?

Gray can only say that this is the feeling of being the king of Narnia, the Redeemer of Narnia and the Lord of dawn. Although this feeling is not clear enough, the overall direction will not be wrong.

"What are we going to do?" Little jasmine is eager to try.

"Find someone first. We can't do anything until someone else is there." Gray thought.

He walked to the original throne, brushed his palm off the throne, and pieces of gravel flew up from the ground and fell on the throne.

Soon a perfect throne appeared in front of him, and gretschlan sat up and looked at a broken hall.