The Kyle Palavel Palace, standing on the shore of the East Sea, is on the edge of the Owl Forest.

Gray always heard the name of this palace, but he had never been able to see it because of his busy schedule. He finally walked into the palace gate.

Representatives of various races stood solemnly in the hall. Gray, Aslan and the four siblings walked slowly by under the gaze of All Rao, came to the hall, turned around and stood in front of the throne, and looked at the many ethnic groups below.

Most of the races following the White Witch had been exiled to the wastelands on his back by him, but the merciful king still allowed them to send representatives to attend the ceremony and offer their loyalty to His Majesty the King.

Aslan divided their respective ruling territories and wore a crown that symbolized the throne of the king.

Aslan smiled at him as Gray brought his crown, "The ruby ​​on the crown has the power to communicate with Narnia. If you want to come back, just inspire it."

When he asked those questions, Aslan understood that he would not stay in this world forever, but he hoped to return to this world again.

That's right, Gray hopes to return to Narnia again after leaving. He has no reason to give up a world with such rich resources. If he can develop this world into a second kingdom, or even communicate with the human world where they are, his kingdom will be developed like never before.

Although the world of Narnia is not as large as its national territory (the territory where the Narnia people live), it will take no time to go from the coast of the East China Sea to the westernmost western wild forests even if you just ride a horse.

But I have to, Narnia is rich in resources. Although its territory is nearly ten times more resources than that of the Stone Fort Kingdom, and the resources of magic materials are dozens of times more than that of the Stone Fort Kingdom.

Only Aslan really created a place like a paradise.

"Thank you, Aslan!" Grey thanked, and then sat on the middle of the five thrones to accept allegiance rituals from various races.

Susan sat on Gray's left, and she would occasionally turn her head to look at him during the ceremony.

"Grey, after the ceremony, let's go hunting?" Susan suggested. Although she had not been in Narnia for a long time, she was still very good at archery skills, and her archery skills are no longer low.

"No, you guys go, I have something to do." Grey shook his head decisively and refused. Even if he was fine, he didn't plan to go. He saw something about Susan's thoughts, but the other party was not his.

Faced with such a thing, Gray naturally admitted that he was a visual creature. If the object did not meet his aesthetic, he could not even achieve the first step of intimate contact.

Perhaps in the sight of the people, Susan is still a beautiful woman, but for Gray, her appearance is almost equal to ugly. The reason why it is almost equal to that is because she can see it, but she does not have that kind of desire.

"The White Witch has left Narnia, what else do you have?" Pump spoke from the other side, but his eyes were still looking ahead. If Gray hadn't had good hearing, he wouldn't have known that he was talking.

"It is precisely because of this that I want to go to the White Witch's palace to see if she has left any help, so as not to leave any traps for Narnia." Gray explained, then stopped talking and began to walk the ceremony seriously.

Susan planned to force him to pull him over, and the other party should not refuse the enthusiasm of the beautiful lady.

After the ceremony, there were banquets and dances, which Susan did not expect, and she did not pay attention to the problems after the ceremony.

The banquet was held for a long time, starting from three or four in the afternoon and ending until eight or nine in the afternoon. After the banquet, Gray returned to his room.

After conquering the races under the White Witch, his achievements, the Magic Lord once again added three achievement points to him.

In his room, unlike the other four kings, there is a large bathhouse here. Grey set up a magic circle himself, which can keep the water in the pool flowing, but can also keep it warm.

Because it was in a closed place, Gray took off himself and went to take a bath. He felt comfortable all over and felt sleepy in a short while.

The snake Astin and the elf were playing in another room, as if they were playing the Wood Rao game, staring at each other motionless, as if a war could break out at any time.

"Dongdongdongdongdong, dudongdongdongdong!"

"Huh? Who?" Gray woke up in a daze and asked.

Then he found something was wrong, not that there was something wrong with knocking on the door, but that his condition was wrong.

His mental power is now as high as twenty-five o'clock. Although it is not enough to not need to sleep, it can meet his sleep needs as long as half of his sleep time is spent on a normal person.

But just now, he just relaxed a little and found that he had fallen asleep in a daze. This was very abnormal.

"Is it because of her magic mountain mental power when she fought with the White Witch last time?" Gray guessed that as a warrior and magician, he knew his physical condition very well. When he came up with this answer, he knew that it was basically because of this and there would be no other answers.

"I was busy and forgot that I was injured." Gray smiled bitterly. After fighting, he cleaned up the battlefield and discussed dealing with the White Witch's army. Then he arranged for the tribes to return to his original territory, and then there were ceremonies and banquets. He was indeed a little busy.

"Your Majesty, it's me." As he was thinking, the voice outside the door sounded very familiar, it was Lamia.

Grey had just entered the bath and was soaking comfortably. He had just woken up from a daze and didn't want to go out, so he directly used the magic of opening the door.

"Marlion, go and open the door!"

"You lost!" Astin's voice came from the room.

"Wow!" The elf flew out irritably, flew over and opened the door, and then jumped on Gray's head and went wild.

If he hadn't suddenly shouted, he wouldn't have lost at all.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with Jasmine?" Lamia didn't feel any surprise when she saw this scene. She knew very well that Jasmine was special to Gray, and she could not do anything about the king's majesty.

"Don't know?" Gray was so arrogant that she was unrestrained that she immediately slapped her and immersed her in the water, leaving only one head on the water.

"Is there anything you have to do?"

"Your Majesty, Aslan just now, you may be in a bad spirit. Let me give you this to you, which is helpful to you." Ramia said, swam over the snake tail and suddenly saw the scene underwater, with a pretty face a little unnatural.

Before Gray realized it, he reached out to take the plate and found that it was a blood-red fruit the size of a thumb.

Eating the fruit, Gray found that the cool feeling slowly entered his mind, and his mental fatigue slowly faded away.

Mori broke free while he was not careful and flew to the room to continue playing against Asteen.

"Your Majesty, I'll go out."

Gray looked up and saw the strange thing on her face. When he looked down, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Go down and take a bar together." After thinking about it, Grey invited him warmly.

To his surprise, Lamia did not refuse, swam into the bathhouse, looking directly at Gray, and the snake's tail swung uneasily at the bottom of the water.

"You snake people are semi-aquatic, so they should have good ability to hold their breath, right?"

"Yes, your majesty."
Chapter completed!