Mr. Fox walked all over the forest, but he had only gained very little. He couldn't help but become depressed. This was the first thing Aslan had given me. Could it be that I couldn't even do this?

Why did so many people disappear all of a sudden? Where did they go, did they move, or did they get news of Aslan's return to gather?

However, if it really doesn't work, go and apologize to Aslan and ask him to send a new messenger. He cannot delay Aslan's major event against the White Witch, even if the price is that he will never be able to get Aslan's attention from then on and lose this honor forever.

After making a decision in his heart, the fox walked towards the centaur residence in front of him.

Centaurs are one of the most trusted races in Aslan and one of the most loyal races to Aslan. They will definitely not reject their proposals.

It's already very late now, and I might bring the news that they can give themselves some food and give themselves a good rest for a night. Ming continued to worry about Aslan's army.

If the centaur was gone, he would immediately go to the valley to meet Aslan.

Walking outside the centaur residence, he was surprised to find that the centaur was still there, but without informing Aslan himself, they were preparing their luggage in great enthusiasm, packing all kinds of things, holding faint lighting tools in their hands, and whispering some things.

"Hey, are you going to find Aslan?" The fox felt that they must have known the news that Aslan was back, so they were preparing to pack things to meet Aslan and help Aslan defeat the White Witch.

"Who?" The centaur drew out his sword with a blink of an eye and looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came from.

"It's you, a traitor!" a centaur shouted softly, "Kill him, don't let him spread our news to the hungry wolves."

"Yes!" The centaur moved four long legs and quickly surrounded the fox and launched an attack without hesitation.

"Wait, Aslan asked me to call you to the valley. Don't kill me, I'm not a traitor." The fox shouted loudly, looking at the sword that was only a few centimeters away from his throat, his intestines almost regretted it.

I should have come out as soon as possible. These guys have too much prejudice against me and even attacked me when I saw me.

"What are you?" the centaur holding the sword shouted in a deep voice.

The name is too sensitive, and no one in Narnia will remain indifferent to it.

Aslan, the creator of Narnia, the object of worship for all the people in the world of Narnia.

But this cunning fox was sent by Aslan, which is ridiculous. How could Aslan find a traitor? And Aslan hasn't appeared for a hundred years, why is it here now?

There were many questions in my heart, but this did not prevent them from temporarily dispelling the murderous intention of the fox and listening to the whole story, even if they knew that this might be fake.

This is Aslan's charm and reputation in Narnia.

In order to pick peaches, a certain king thought of slandering Aslan in Narnia, but after tactfully testing other Rao's attitudes, he completely gave up this idea.

Because this plan is likely to have not been implemented yet, some people are dissatisfied with him, which leads to problems in other plans that are not worth the cost.

He wanted to discredit Aslan in front of the residents of Narnia, which was almost the same as discrediting God in front of the believers, and being beaten to death was considered light.

Return to the book.

The fox was surrounded by a group of centaurs. When he was trembling, he heard them willing to listen to his explanation and burst into tears. He burst into tears in a vivid way how he met Aslan and how Aslan made him summon the army.

"Aslan has returned to Narnia. Should we change our plans and go to see Aslan?" a strong centaur discussed with the people around him.

"Aslan has returned to Narnia, of course we should go over and pay homage." A centaur said as if he was puzzled and didn't understand what else to hesitate about this kind of thing.

"But the Son of Humanity is summoning the army to fight against the White Witch, and half of the old, weak, women and children in the clan have gone there. The prophecy is also the Son of Humanity to defeat the White Witch. We should now find the Son of Humanity and the people of the clan will be in harmony." Another Centaur made a different opinion.

This is their current situation.

About seven or eight ago, an owl flew to their territory and brought news of the revival of humanity and Narnia. After five or six preparations, they finally sent away a large number of tribe members at night. They were the last group. Unexpectedly, they met the news of Aslan's return at this time.

Of course, people who leave naturally don’t have to consider it, but those who haven’t left are in a dilemma.

"What son of humanity? Where is he?" the fox interrupted and asked as they listened to their conversation.

Recently, news about the son of humanity has been circulating in the forest, but the news seems to be controlled by a big hand. The specific news has always avoided those who have unclear relationships with the White Witch, and may be the White Witch's eyeliner.

Only each race is preparing for something in full swing, and one group after another disappears into the forest.

The strong Centaur glanced at him and shook his head slightly, "Centaur promised not to leak the news to others. Even if you are really Aslan's messenger, we cannot tell you this news. If Aslan wants to know, we will naturally tell him."

After some discussion, the centaurs finally decided to follow the fox to meet Aslan. Forget it if they didn't hear Aslan's news. Since Aslan's convening order, they must go to pay their respects.

This is respect for the Creator of Narnia.

The fox was very happy to hear their decision. After working hard for so long, he finally summoned an army for Aslan and finally returned empty-handed.

So he excitedly took this group of centaurs to the river valley, with more than one hundred centaur warriors, occupying nearly half of the centaur race's combat effectiveness. I believe Aslan will be satisfied.

When they saw Aslan, the lion was standing at the height of the valley, staring at the land of Narnia with a loving look on his face.

When his eyes penetrated the dark night, he saw the centaurs, and his eyes became even more compassionate.

Unexpectedly, the centaurs, which were once a major race in Narnia, are now only so few people left. This is a loss of 89 or 9.

"Aslan, are you really back?" The centaurs walked behind the lion and bent down to salute.

"The Son of Humanity has appeared in Narnia, and it's time to defeat the White Witch." Aslan nodded faintly.

"Yes, we already know the news. He is also summoning the army and is planning to pay homage to him. The rest of the Centaurs have passed, and we are the last group. If we have not received your news, we have passed." The Centaur leader said respectfully.

Aslan was about to nod, but suddenly realized something was wrong. Shouldn't Lucy go back to her world now? How could there be a centaur to join her?

Moreover, their other centaurs have passed, which is not consistent with the time when Lucy came to Narnia.

No, it's "he" that is the centaur, not "she".

"He? Who is he?" Aslan spoke in confusion.
Chapter completed!