Entering a Big Shot's Sightline, Prince Caspian's Big Promise

Peter led the way, guiding the others through the intricate woods until they finally reached a dead end.

Looking at the road blocked by stones, Aaron couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "So it's not just my sister who's unreliable; my brother is just as bad."

"I'm not lost."

"Then could you please explain what's going on with that wall in front of you?" Aaron rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you're using a map of Narnia from hundreds of years ago."

"It was a year ago," Peter said, feigning composure, but he quickly gave in to Aaron's suspicious gaze. "It was several hundred years ago, but the general location is definitely correct."

You and Caspian parted ways in the Whispering Woods, and the fastest way to get there is to cross the River Rush.

"Uh... I don't know these place names. I only know that this is definitely not the River Rush."

Also, I must remind you that what I want is to go home, not to go to war with you.

"You said I could go back through the wardrobe? Are you sure you didn't lead me in the opposite direction?"

Peter hesitated for a moment, then said frankly, "We're short on time right now; the battle will be over in one round trip."

"You mean... I have to wait until you finish this battle."

Peter nodded awkwardly, without denying it.

Aaron:...

If they back out now, they probably won't get those equipment back.

After taking several deep breaths, Aaron suppressed his agitation. "King Peter, so solemn and noble... how could you go to such lengths to deceive a ten-year-old boy like me? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Peter blushed slightly at the undisguised sarcasm and teasing. "I said I would take you there, but I didn't say when."

"Trying to be a scoundrel?" Aaron sneered. "Fine, just tell me the right direction, and we'll meet again."

Peter was speechless after being rebuked, and after a few seconds of silence, he pointed in a direction.

"Let's keep going forward, barring any unforeseen circumstances..."

"If I'm not mistaken, you'll see a magnificent castle," Tumnus interjected. "The Telmarine castle is in that direction."

Aaron slapped his forehead. "So, the passage home is in enemy-occupied territory?"

"It's only a possibility," Tumnus added. "I can say for sure that the Telmarine didn't find any secret passages there."

"Even without the Telmarine, the opening time of the passage is uncertain."

"We searched for it during our rule of Narnia, but couldn't find it. Then, when we were tired of looking, it appeared." Susan said calmly, pouring boiling water on Aaron's broken heart.

"I'm so unlucky," Aaron said dejectedly, a hint of resentment in his voice. "I just wanted to find a place to take refuge, why is it so difficult?"

"Once Narnia regains peace, you can definitely go home," Lucy said earnestly. "Susan's Horn called us back to save Narnia, and I think we'll go back to school after we complete this mission."

"Thanks for the comforting words." Aaron waved his hand weakly, but then he seemed to remember something. "You just said... complete the mission?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

Aaron didn't answer, but silently opened his own mission panel in his mind.

Save Narnia;

The reward for completing the task is 1000 Magic Points. There is no penalty for failing the task. Do you accept?

Thinking to himself, "Just as I expected, "Aaron decisively chose to accept.

This task wasn't difficult for him, but it was quite complex.

There are countless ways to save Narnia, but the simplest and most efficient is to cast a spell on the Telmarine castle. With his current level of magic, activating the Divine Thunder Hall would definitely cover the castle, and after a barrage of thunderous bombardment, not a single creature would be spared.

Without enemies, Narnia naturally faced no threat.

But this idea is somewhat unrealistic. He is not the kind of person who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, and he really cannot bring himself to massacre a city.

Aaron pondered for a moment, glanced at the two men and two women, and sighed deeply. "We're on the same page now. Let's find Caspian first."

"Let's take a detour!" Peter shrugged. "I remember a shorter route."

Aaron hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Tumnus.

Compared to the inexplicably confident Peter, he felt that the locals were more reliable.

"Hey! What do you mean by this?"

"It's obvious, Peter," Susan laughed. "I also think we should have listened to him from the beginning."

"Tumnus, do you know the correct route?"

"There are shallows near Beruna, we can dive across."

Aaron's lips twitched. "Actually, King Peter isn't entirely unreliable, is he?"

"Come with me!" Peter puffed out his chest. "I've chosen the 'first route' because at least I don't need to dive."

The group exchanged glances and silently followed behind Peter.

After walking for a while, Peter looked at the cliff in front of him, which was dozens of meters high, and fell silent.

"Rivers erode the land over time, cutting downwards," Susan said.

"Shut up!"

"Is there a way to get down?" Edmund asked, looking at Tumnus.

Yes, it happened. It fell down.

"At least we didn't get lost. The Whispering Woods is on the other side," Peter said stubbornly.

"I can climb down," Aaron said helplessly, raising his hand. "I have some free solo climbing skills; I climbed a cliff even higher than this a few days ago. The problem is, I can't bring anyone with me, especially since there's a little girl in our group..."

Before he could finish speaking, Aaron keenly sensed a gaze falling on him, but there was not much hostility in it.

"Aslan!" Lucy suddenly exclaimed in surprise, pointing across the way. "Can you see him? He's... right there."

But when everyone looked in the direction she pointed, they didn't see a single person.

"Aslan?" Aaron couldn't help but swallow. Did this mean he had come into the big boss's sights?

"Have you seen him again?" Tumnus asked suspiciously.

"I'm not crazy. He was just here. He wanted us to come with him."

"How do we get there?" Aaron forced a smile. "I don't doubt that you saw him, but it's a bit much to ask of us to go with him. We can't even get to the other side."

"That's how it is," Tumnus said calmly. "I have no intention of following some non-existent guy off a cliff."

"Last time I didn't believe Lucy, and now I've become an idiot," Edmund interjected.

Peter pursed his lips, glanced at the person opposite him, and then turned his gaze to his sister. "Why can't I see him?"

"Maybe you didn't read it carefully."

"Maybe he doesn't want to see you at all," Aaron thought to himself.

"Sorry, Lulu." Peter slowly shook his head, deciding to go diving in Beruna with Tumnus. Susan and Edmund followed behind.

"Let's go!" Aaron patted Lucy on the shoulder. "You were Queen Lucy for a while, you can't just cry because a few of them don't believe you!"

Lucy glanced deeply at the spot where Aslan had just been, then turned and left with a sigh.

At that time, deep in the forest.

Caspian was surrounded by Narnian, centaurs, bullmen, goats, dwarves, and even rats, all of whom were verbally attacking him.

"Kill him."

"Telmarine".

"Fraud."

As Caspian looked at these enraged mythical creatures, his heart sank.

He had wanted to seek help from these people, but now it seemed he was God to have escaped being beaten to death.

"This horn only proves that they've stolen from us again," Nicabir said coldly.

"I didn't steal anything."

"Nothing was stolen?" the bull said angrily. "Should we make a list of what the Telmarine looted?"

"We have a home, we have a land, we have freedom, we have a life, and they stole Narnia..."

The Narnian in succession, recounting the atrocities committed by the Telmarine in rather concise language.

Caspian glanced around. "You want me to be held responsible for the crimes committed by my compatriots?"

"Take responsibility and be punished," Nicabir said.

"You have quite the depth of meaning, dwarf." A rat drew its sword and walked up to him. "Perhaps you've forgotten that it was your race that fought alongside the White Witch."

"I'd love to do it again," Nicabir, flicking away the Rat Sword. "As long as I can get rid of these barbarians."

"It's a good thing you don't have the power to bring her back," Badger said. "Or do you want this child to fight against Aslan?"

"Some of you may have forgotten, but we badgers remember it clearly."

Only when humans reign will Narnia prosper.

Before the words were even finished, Nicabir take it anymore. "He's Telmarine, and you want him to be our king?"

Others also objected, and angry shouts followed one after another.

"Because I can help you," Caspian suddenly said, his cursing subsiding slightly.

"Outside this forest, I am a prince, and the throne of Telmar belongs to me."

Help me preserve my throne, and I will ensure our peace.

"It is true, the time is ripe." The centaur leader stepped forward; he held considerable prestige among the Narnian, and the others tacitly remained silent.

"I observe the celestial phenomena; I am responsible for observing them, just as the badger is responsible for remembering them."

"Star Tawa and Star Alimbi are close together in the sky, and now a son of humanity has come to restore our freedom."

"Is that even possible? Do you really believe there will be peace?"

Caspian looked at the talking squirrels in the tree and forced a smile. "Two days ago, I didn't believe that there were talking animals in the world, or dwarves, or centaurs... but now you have appeared here in a number that we Telmarine never expected."

As he spoke, Caspian took out the horn. "Whether this horn has magic or not, it brings us together and unites us in cooperation."

We will have the opportunity to reclaim what belongs to us.

The man drew his Longsword and held it in front of him. "If you lead us, then my son and I are willing to serve you like dogs and horses."

Other Narnian also raised their weapons to show their stance.

"We will serve you wholeheartedly," the mouse said, bowing to Caspian.

"The Miraz army is not far from us, Your Majesty," Badger reminded us.

"If we want to fight them, we need to find soldiers and weapons quickly," Caspian said earnestly. "I believe they will arrive soon."