Narnia seems to be gloomy forever, and no trace of sunlight can shine through the thick clouds. The residents here seem to have become accustomed to this kind of atmosphere, so they have forgotten what the real blue and white clouds are.

Although it is gloomy, there is no rain or snow falling. Nowadays, the ice and snow on the ground are constant, and they will not increase or decrease, and it seems that this will last forever.

Standing on the mountainside, looking up, I saw a piece of snow covered with silver, a holy scenery of the snow country.

The scenery of the north is filled with ice for thousands of miles and snow for thousands of miles.

The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the wax figures are galloping, and they want to compete with the public.

Gray could not understand what kind of scene this was before, because he was from the south, and even if it snowed, it would not be too thick. Moreover, even if it was winter, it would not snow frequently, and the snow would not be too thick.

And when he arrived here, he finally saw a plain white world, with no other colors between the ground, but it did not seem monotonous and boring.

Thick snow deposited on the ground without melting for many years and is no longer fluffy. When you step on it, you feel like soft mud, and the snow is whispering.

Gray glanced at Lamia beside her. There was no appreciation in her eyes. There was only fear and hatred for the cold winter. The hatred of the snake human race that had kept them hiding in the deep cave for a hundred years.

The words of appreciation came to his mouth and were swallowed by him.

"well enough?"

"It's okay, we are just not used to the cold winter, and we won't be frozen to death in an instant." Lamia smiled, gently rubbed her arm with her palms, and the snake tail on her lower body unconsciously coiled into a ball.

Grey took out a coat and said, "This is my clothes, and if you don't mind, it can bring you some warmth."

In addition to covering the cloth pieces on the two mountains on the chest, there is no trace of cloth on the snake human women. In addition, Lamia is the case. There is not even a piece of cloth on the men. No wonder they cannot survive in the snowy environment.

However, if you don’t have clothes on your body, you can survive in a cave. There are always some strange things about the magic race.

Lamia clumsily put her clothes on her body, but she twisted around soon, as if wearing clothes on her body made her feel uncomfortable.

But compared to the little discomfort, the warmth brought by clothes is more important.

The graceful body is hidden under the coat, and only the delicate face that is pale and the long snake tail is exposed outside because of the sun that has not been seen all year round. The pale face gives people a sense of holy and pitifulness, and the snake tail makes people feel a bit weird, giving people a strong sense of visual impact, making people unable to help but think about the scenery below.

Grey looked away and continued to admire the snow scene that was no less than a peerless disaster for the people of Narnia.

"Where are we going, King?"

Lamia didn't notice Gray's extremely aggressive gaze just now, tightened her coat and asked with her head up.

Their snake bodies on the ground are very long, but the upper body belonging to humans is not high. The snake bodies supporting humans' upper body are only a part of them. The height is only at Gray's chin, which makes her feel quite delicate.

"If you want to overthrow the White Witch, you cannot continue to stay in the cave and wait for death. You must have your own base and obtain enough resources to recruit soldiers so that you can have the bargaining chips to win and lose with the White Witch."

It is indeed very handsome to deal with the White Witch alone, but it is not advisable. He doesn’t even know the specific strength of the White Witch. What he should do now is to build high walls, accumulate grain, and slow down... have he become king?

No matter what, it's right.

As there is a saying, in the end, Grey wants to be the one who has everything.

A drop of snow water flowed down from the hole and dripped on Grey's golden hair. A hint of coolness spread to his scalp into his brain.

Gray looked up in confusion and saw a drop of snow water above the entrance of the cave slowly gathering, and it would be able to form a drop of water droplets in about ten seconds.

Lamia followed his gaze and found the drop of snow. She didn't feel anything at first, but a second later, she pointed at the drop of snow in surprise, "The ice and snow began to melt?"

This situation is unprecedented. Although the ice and snow that appear because of the White Witch will melt, it will basically not melt naturally. And every time a part of it melts, snowflakes will fall on it, keeping the snow on the ground constant.

But now, no snowflakes fell on it, and the snow on the cave was constantly melting.

"My King, this is all your power. Your arrival has made the prophecy come true, and the magic of the White Witch begins to weaken." Lamia said ecstatically.

This further proves that the choice of the Snake Humans is not wrong, and that Gray is the real son of human beings.

Not long after he arrived, the White Witch's magic began to weaken. If it weren't for him, who else could it be?

Grey stepped aside and looked down at his feet. There was no trace of the snow under his feet except for his footprints and the marks that were swimming from Lamia's snake tail.

Looking at the trajectory of the drop of snow, the landing point should be the position between his feet.

"Silly girl, check if there are any traces of snow water dropping down in the snow." Gray handed the matter to a professional.

"Master, there is no trace of water droplets below." The silly girl replied after scanning.

Even if the cold snow water drops on the snow, it will leave obvious marks. There are no traces of snow water dropping down below. It is obvious that the drop of snow water on his head is the first drop of snow water, and the drop that is condensed is the second drop.

"My King?"

"This is my assistant, helping me record some things." Gray explained lightly, pushed away two steps, staring at the drop of snow water that was about to drip.

Lamia didn't know what he was doing, and followed him and watched with him.

After a few dozen seconds, the drop of snow finally gathered and dripped on the snow below, leaving a little obvious mark.

Sure enough, it was only after I came out that snow water began to drip.

Gray keenly noticed this. Before he came out, there was no sign of melting the snow, otherwise the snow at the entrance of the cave would have been like this long ago.

And it was not caused by the flame he released in the cave. If it were caused by the flame, it would have melted a long time ago. It would not be coincidental that he started melting just after he came out.

He stayed in the cave for more than two years and decided on some basic plans with Lamia. That long time was already long enough.

"Is it because of me? Or is it because of the people who are really waiting for this world come?" Gray turned around and looked at the two peaks in the distance.

"In the lake between the two mountains, the White Witch's castle stands. From other races, none of the rebels brought into the castle by the White Witch came out alive." Lamia introduced along his gaze.

The White Witch's location is not secret. The White Witch lived there when Aslan was still there, and the news behind it was really heard from others.

"The White Witch's Castle." Gray muttered, reached out and grabbed it in the air, and put his hand in the pocket of his coat before Lamia could react.

There was a shaking dissatisfaction in his pocket, and Gray ignored it. It was difficult to see the strength of the white witch who could affect a world environment. At this time, the guy ran to someone else, and it was probably a delivery of food.
Chapter completed!