Chapter 427 Badger Knows the Current Situation. War Is Absolutely Impossible

Aaron resisted the urge to slap Caspian, gnashed his teeth and looked at him and asked, "One last question..."

"Trumpkin, Nikabri, I'm back."

A voice came from outside the tree hole, interrupting Aaron's questioning.

He quickly stuffed two pieces of hard bread into Caspian and Nikabri's mouths, covered them with a bed sheet, and then quietly hid behind the door.

Creak!

The wooden door opened, and a strange shadow was reflected on the floor under the candlelight.

"Woo woo woo..."

"What's that sound?" The man scratched his head and said to himself, "Could it be that he is old and his ears are not working?"

The next moment, his eyes went black, and then he felt dizzy.

Bang!

A sack tied to death was thrown to the ground by Aaron, and a creature with a body shape similar to that of a dwarf kept struggling inside, but to no avail.

"Done." Aaron clapped his hands, and then took the bread from Caspian and Nikabri's mouths.

"Why did you catch him?" Nikabri said speechlessly, "Trov is just a badger, no threat to you."

"I was wondering why he was so furry when I caught him, it turned out to be a flat-headed brother!" Aaron smiled meaningfully, "He is indeed no threat to me, but what if he tips off?

What if he calls dozens of people over, then I can only run away except surrendering."

Nikaburi:......

That makes sense, I was speechless.

"What is your purpose?" Caspian asked.

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

Caspian was silent for a while, pursed his lips and said, "Because I am a prince. After my father died, my uncle has always wanted to seize the throne. I think I can live so long because he has no son to inherit the throne."

"You mean he has a son now?"

"Tonight, his son was born.

My teacher notified me to escape overnight and fled to this forest, and gave me Queen Susan's horn." Caspian said in a deep voice, "Can you let me go now?

I must Leave here, my uncle will not stop until I die.

I can't bring the war to this forest, this is the last place for the Narnians to live. "

"I'm afraid it's too late." Aaron poured a basin of cold water on him, "Trumpkin, the first dwarf who drew his sword against you, was captured by the general and several soldiers of the Tanmore people.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will report to the king as soon as they return to the castle.

Your uncle is obviously an ambitious person. If he knew that there were still Narnians in the woods... guess what he would do?"

"Lead the troops to attack." Caspian couldn't help swallowing.

"Correct answer." Aaron snapped his fingers, "He will definitely do so.

In fact, my initial idea was very simple, to leave this forest. After all, I can't live in the wilderness forever!

But if the residents of the human kingdom are descendants of pirates, then it will be difficult for me, an outsider, to integrate into it, not to mention that the king is not a good person.

He will probably capture me and force me to lead the way to invade other places."

"My uncle will do this, but there is another possibility that he will kill you directly to prevent you from leaking the location of Narnia and threatening his kingdom."

"No need to remind me, Your Highness." Aaron rolled his eyes "In short, I can't go to that castle, but it's not safe to stay in the forest.

A war is about to break out here, a brutal war, and it may even lead to the extinction of one side.

I don't want to get involved, so the best choice for me is to change direction and hide far away."

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 unnecessary misunderstandings.

I can let you go, but you have to stay calm, don't yell, and don't be hostile to me."

"It's hard for me to be friendly to the robbers who broke into my house." An unhappy voice came from the sack.

Aaron nodded slightly, and he had the same attitude.

He didn't say much, just put down the sack, and then put the sword on his waist on it. The action of drawing the sword was very slow, but the sound of the sword was unusually clear.

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

"Tsk tsk tsk! Badgers who know the times can always live longer."

Swish!

With a flash of cold light, the rope on the sack broke into two.

A badger got out of the sack, took a deep breath, and then looked at Aaron vigilantly.

"Um... you don't mind if I let them go!"

"No, I was planning to let them go." Aaron said indifferently.

The badger immediately untied Nikaburi's rope, and the dwarf narrowed his eyes and quickly locked his weapon.

He decisively drew out his long sword and stabbed at Aaron.

"No, Nikaburi." The badger shouted, "Stop."

Clang!

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

"Mr. Dwarf, why do you think I let him let you go so easily?" Aaron said helplessly, "It's not that I underestimate you, but ten of you can't get close to me.

So... don't let my grace of not killing become a joke, okay?"

Nikaburi didn't dare to say anything except nodding blankly, who made him unable to beat him?

"Don't get me wrong, he has a bad temper, especially towards humans." The badger comforted Aaron while untying Caspian's rope.

Then he picked up the white horn on the table, "So... it was Prince Caspian who blew the horn?"

"Yes." Caspian was not hypocritical, "My teacher told me that it can only be used in an emergency."

"Okay! I think I understand." The badger thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "You are here to save us."

"Save?" Caspian was a little confused.

"Yes, salvation." The badger said firmly, "We will get the freedom and peace we have missed for hundreds of years."

"That's just a myth." Nikaburi said.

"No, Nikaburi, you know, the badger clan in Narnia is responsible for memory.

The memory deep in my brain tells me that Caspian will be our hope. We need a leader now. No one can unite us better than the one who blows the horn."

"Maybe!" Nikaburi sighed, "But his uncle will lead his troops to attack the forest soon, and we don't have much time."

"Notify others and set off early tomorrow morning."

"A Tanmore man may not be able to convince them." Nikaburi sneered, "He must face the anger of the Narnians before reaching a consensus."

Hearing this, the badger calmed down.

"He has no choice, and we have no choice, at least before the king and queen come back."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

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

"Wait." Caspian hurriedly stopped Aaron, "You can choose to help us. After winning this battle, I will be the king and can give you a legal identity."

"Haha!" Aaron sneered, "Don't you feel guilty for deceiving a 15-year-old child to go to war?"

"You are very strong." Caspian smiled, "It's embarrassing to say that you are the most powerful person I know.

And if I'm not mistaken, you should... have killed someone!"

Aaron's eyes were stern, but he didn't deny it, " What do you want to say? "

"Stay and help me once, and you can live a stable life in Narnia after the matter is done.

If you don't want to, I will prepare a ship for you, and you can leave this place."

"I don't want it." Aaron refused directly, "I have had enough of wars, and I am not a Narnian, and I am not a Tanmore. This war has no meaning to me.

But from the perspective of a bystander, I hope you can win.

Come on, I'm rooting for you!"

After saying that, Aaron quickly left the tree hole.

Just kidding, war, what war?

He almost died of exhaustion on the battlefield in the last world, and the old bastard Gandalf almost wanted to use him as an army.

This time may not be so tiring, after all, the enemy is just ordinary humans, without sandworms, vampire bats, goblins, wargs and other terrible monsters, and he has transformed into a great magician, which can be regarded as a rebirth.

But the problem is the choice of camp. Last time he stood in the human camp, his opponent was the ferocious orcs, and he had no psychological burden to kill them. But this time, if he had to stand, he could only choose the Narnians and stand on the opposite side of humans, which made him feel a little... awkward.

He could kill the evil aliens without mercy, but killing people... was without grudges. He couldn't just... start killing people just because he couldn't stand what the Tanmores did!

He definitely had a sense of justice, but not much.

After walking for a long time, he returned to the earth pit he had dug before.

After adding some branches to the dying fire, Aaron lay down leisurely.

The next day, the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on his face.

Aaron patted the dust off his body and prepared to leave the forest that was about to become a battlefield. As long as he hid far enough, the war would not affect him.

He couldn't go back to the ruins. The king and queen of ancient Narnia might come back at any time, but the first thing they would do when they came back would definitely be to find their old equipment.

Before we are sure of their strength, it is better to stay away from them.

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

Just as he was about to take a break and go down to the river to catch some fish for breakfast, a wooden boat appeared in sight from afar.

The two rowers were wearing armor, holding crossbows, and swords on their waists, dressed like standard soldiers.

"Fuck!"

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly. I had been taking a detour, but how could I still run into a Tanmo soldier?

If I had known I shouldn't have slept last night, I wouldn't have had so much trouble if I had traveled overnight.

But now it was obvious that he was complaining, and Aaron quickly hid behind a boulder before the soldiers found him.