A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"All done." Aaron clapped his hands, then removed the bread from Caspian and Nikabri's mouths.

"Why did you catch him?" Nikabuli said speechlessly. "Trov is just a badger, he's no threat to you."

“I was wondering why he was all hairy when I caught him. Turns out he’s a honey badger!” Aaron said with a meaningful smile. “He’s no threat to me, but what if he tips me off?”

"If he brings dozens of men, then my only options are to surrender or run away."

Nikabuli: ......

It makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

“What exactly is your purpose?” Caspian asked.

“I have no reason to tell you!” Aaron shrugged and continued, “One last question, why are those people chasing you?”

Caspian was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "Because I am a prince, and my uncle has been trying to seize the throne ever since my father died. I think I have lived this long because he has no son to inherit the throne."

"You mean he has a son now?"

"His son was born tonight."

"My teacher told me to flee for my life overnight, to escape to this forest, and gave me Queen Susan's horn," Caspian said in a deep voice. "Now, can you release me?"

I have to get out of here, or my uncle won't stop until I'm dead.

I cannot bring the war to this forest; it is the last refuge of the Narnias.

"It's probably too late," Aaron said, pouring cold water on his enthusiasm. "Chuanbujin, the first dwarf to draw his sword against you, has been captured by the Tanmo general and a few soldiers."

As expected, they will report to the king as soon as they return to the castle.

Your uncle is clearly an ambitious man. If he knew there were Narnias in the woods... guess what he would do?

“Lead the troops to attack.” Caspian couldn’t help but swallow.

“Correct answer.” Aaron snapped his fingers. “He will definitely do that.”

Actually, my initial thought was very simple: leave this forest. After all, I, a grown man, can't live in the wilderness forever!

But if the inhabitants of the human kingdom are descendants of pirates, then I, as an outsider, would probably find it very difficult to integrate, not to mention that the king is not a good person.

He'll probably arrest me and force me to lead the way to invade other places.

“My uncle would definitely do that, but there’s another possibility: he would just kill you to prevent you from revealing the location of Narnia and threatening his kingdom.”

“You don’t need to remind me, Your Highness.” Aaron rolled his eyes and said, “In short, I can’t go to that castle, but staying in the forest isn’t safe either.”

A war is about to break out here, a brutal war that could even lead to the extinction of one side's race.

I don't want to get involved, so the best option for me is to find another way and stay far away.

As he spoke, Aaron picked up the sack containing the badger. "You should have heard our conversation. I'm not a bad person. I tied you up to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."

I can let you go, but you have to stay calm, not yell, and definitely not be hostile towards me.

"I find it hard to be friendly to robbers who break into my house," came an annoyed voice from the sack.

Aaron nodded slightly; he would have done the same.

He didn't say much, but simply put down the sack, then placed the sword at his waist against it. The action of drawing the sword was very slow, but the sound of the sword ringing out was exceptionally clear.

"Wait a minute, distinguished guest, there must be some misunderstanding between us."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Badgers that know how to seize opportunities always live a long life."

Swish!

A flash of cold light, and the rope on the sack snapped in two.

A badger emerged from the sack, breathing heavily before cautiously looking at Aaron.

"Um... you don't mind if I let them go, do you?"

"I don't mind. I was planning to let them go anyway," Aaron said nonchalantly.

The badger immediately untied Nikabuli's rope, and the dwarf narrowed his eyes, quickly locking onto his weapon.

He decisively drew his longsword and thrust it towards Aaron.

“No, Nikabuli!” Badger shouted, “Stop!”

Sonorous!

Aaron knocked Nikabry's weapon away with one move, and the next moment the tip of his sword was aimed at his throat.

“Mr. Dwarf, do you think I let him release you so easily?” Aaron said helplessly. “It’s not that I underestimate you, but even ten of you couldn’t get close to me.”

So... please don't let my mercy in sparing my life become a joke, okay?

Nikabuli could only nod blankly and didn't dare to say anything, since he couldn't beat them.

“Don’t get me wrong, he has a bad temper, especially with humans.” Badger reassured Aaron while untying Caspian’s rope.

He then picked up the white horn on the table. "So... it was Prince Caspian who sounded the horn?"

“Yes,” Caspian said without mincing words. “My teacher told me that it should only be used in an emergency.”

“Okay! I think I understand.” Badger pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, “You’re here to save us.”

“Save?” Caspian was a little confused.

“Yes, salvation,” Badger said confidently. “We will regain the freedom and peace we’ve been waiting for for hundreds of years.”

“That’s just a myth,” Nikabuli said.

"No, Nikabri, you know, in the Narnia badger family, memory is what matters."

My deepest memories tell me that Caspian is our hope, and we need a leader now; no one can unite us better than the one who blows the horn.

“Perhaps!” Nikabuli sighed. “But his uncle will soon lead troops to attack the forest, and we don’t have much time.”

"Notify the others that we will depart first thing tomorrow morning."

“One Tammor might not be enough to convince them,” Nikabri sneered. “He’ll have to face the wrath of the Narnias before reaching an agreement.”

Hearing this, Badger calmed down.

“He had no choice, and neither did we, at least not until the King and Queen returned.”

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron clapped his hands. "Good luck, goodbye."

“Wait,” Caspian hurriedly called out to Aaron. “You can choose to help us. After we win this battle, I will be the king and can give you a legitimate status.”

"Heh!" Aaron sneered, "Don't you have a conscience if you trick a fifteen-year-old into going to war?"

“You’re very strong,” Caspian said with a smile. “To be honest, you’re the most capable person I know.”

And if I'm not mistaken, you must have...killed someone before!

Aaron's eyes sharpened, but he didn't deny it. "What are you trying to say?"

"Stay and help me this once, and you can live a peaceful life in Narnia after it's done."

If you don't want to, I'll prepare a boat for you, and you can leave this place.

“I don’t want to.” Aaron refused directly. “I’ve had enough of war. Besides, I’m neither a Narniaian nor a Tanmor. This war means nothing to me.”

But from my perspective as an outsider, I actually hope you guys win.

Go for it! I believe in you guys!

After saying that, Aaron quickly left the tree hole.

Just kidding, war? What kind of war?

He almost died of exhaustion on the battlefield in the previous world; that old bastard Gandalf practically treated him like an entire army.

This time it might not be as tiring, after all, the enemies are just ordinary humans, without the terrifying monsters like sandworms, vampire bats, trolls, and dire wolves, and he has already transformed into a Grand Magister, which can be considered a complete metamorphosis.

The problem is choosing sides. Last time, he stood on the side of humans, and his opponents were ferocious orcs. He killed them without any psychological burden. But this time, if he had to choose sides, he could only choose the Narnias and stand on the opposite side of humans, which made him feel somewhat... awkward.

He could be ruthless in killing evil alien races, but killing people... he couldn't just go on a killing spree because he disapproved of the Tanmo people's actions, even if there was no enmity between them!

He certainly has a sense of justice, but not much.

After walking for a while, he returned to the pit he had dug earlier.

Aaron added some branches to the dying fire and then lay down leisurely.

The next day, the first rays of sunlight shone on my face.

Aaron dusted himself off and prepared to leave the forest that was about to become a battlefield. As long as he stayed far enough away, the war would not affect him.

We can't go back to that ruin. The King and Queen of Ancient Narnia might return at any time, but the first thing they'll do when they do will definitely be looking for their old equipment.

Before we are certain of their strength, it's best to keep our distance.

The sun overhead moved slowly, and Aaron stopped by a river.

Just as he was about to rest for a while and catch a fish in the river for breakfast, a wooden boat appeared in the distance.

The two rowers were dressed in armor, carrying bows and crossbows, with swords at their waists—standard soldier attire.

"Fuck Fuck!"

Aaron rolled his eyes in exasperation. "I've already avoided them all, how come I still run into Tanmo soldiers?"

I should have stayed up last night; if we had traveled through the night, none of this would have happened.

However, now was clearly the time to complain. Before the soldiers could spot him, Aaron quickly hid behind a boulder.

Chapter 428 The King and Queen of Ancient Narnia, The Way Back

Two soldiers stood up on the wooden boat and lifted a dwarf up as if to throw him.

"Chuanbujin." Aaron raised an eyebrow, surprised that he would run into this person.

save? Still not saving?

The few remaining vestiges of justice within him manifested as an angel: 'Seeing injustice, one must draw one's sword to help; this dwarf must be saved.'

But since it didn't concern him, his indifference turned into a lazy, complacent attitude. "No need," he thought. "After all, I'm not familiar with Chuanbujin. It's not worth offending a kingdom to save him. I'll just pretend I didn't see it."

Immediately afterwards, a sinister figure emerged, wielding a red trident. "Since we've encountered them, we should still try to save them, but just to be safe, let's not let those two soldiers live."