The key is that you can't even find a beautiful woman.
The most beautiful one is a decent-looking village girl.
Can you expect a village with hundreds of people to have such beautiful girls?
Although he is not lacking in nutrition and his life is not tiring, his appearance is ordinary.
There are certainly beautiful village girls, but it often takes villages from all over the country to find a truly good-looking one.
Besides, this was in the Middle Ages.
If it is modern, the village flower of a village can also look beautiful.
In the Middle Ages, you could only rely on your own foundation.
Little John slowly walked out of the valley with his friends who were willing to follow him. Although their footsteps were tired, their eyes shone with longing for the future.
When they appeared outside the fog, they were quickly spotted by patrollers, and carrier pigeons carried the news of their appearance to the nearest city.
Not long after they left, the outside world had prepared a grand welcome ceremony for them.
These are some preparations Darwin made before leaving.
He asked some people to patrol outside, and if they found him coming out, they would immediately notify the nearby count.
Of course, even if he didn't make such preparations, many people would have built many camps around the mist.
They will still notify you.
After all, the king and nobles attached great importance to the news in the fog.
They are willing to spend big bucks.
When Little John and the others crossed the last mountain pass, their eyes suddenly opened up.
On a vast plain, a majestic city came into view. The gate of the city was open, and the roads were lined with people.
Their eyes were full of curiosity and awe, and when Little John and his companions appeared, the crowd burst into loud cheers.
"Welcome back, heroes!" the city guards shouted, wearing shining armor and holding spears, saluting Little John and his party.
The local kings and nobles stood at the city gate, with smiles on their faces.
The king was wearing gorgeous robes and a golden crown, and he was sitting in a carriage.
His eyes stayed on Little John for a while, and then, with the servant's service, he got out of the carriage and strode forward in person, spreading his arms.
"My brave warriors, you are finally back!" The king's voice was full of excitement. "Your story has spread throughout the kingdom. You are the real heroes!"
A warm current of excitement surged in Little John's heart.
He never thought he would receive such a warm welcome.
He and his companions were surrounded by crowds of people, who showered them with flowers and compliments.
As the welcome ceremony progressed, the king announced the rewards for Little John and his party.
"You will be made a baron, and I will give you territory and wealth!"
Everyone suddenly became excited.
They feel that they have not come out in vain.
After all, they were also fugitives in the Middle Ages before.
Nobles and territories have a sacred aura in their eyes.
It's like being invited to be a steward in Daxia.
They were then invited to the banquet hall in the palace.
A sumptuous feast and endless wealth have been prepared for them there.
"You deserve these, you have brought glory to the kingdom." The king said generously, and he ordered his servants to place boxes of gold and silver jewelry in front of Little John and his companions.
Glittering gold coins, dazzling gems, exquisite works of art...these wealth is enough to make anyone's heart flutter.
Little John's eyes were dazzled when he looked at these riches.
Others were also very excited.
These treasures cannot be seen in the village.
For a moment, they all felt that it was right to leave the village.
In the village, no matter how many years there is, there will be no such thing.
But some truly knowledgeable nobles looked at them with disdain, laughing in their hearts.
Little John stood in the center of the banquet hall, surrounded by splendid decorations and dazzling chandeliers.
The nobles were dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding crystal wine glasses in their hands, and their chatter and laughter echoed in the hall.
However, amidst all the laughter and laughter, little John felt an unspeakable loneliness and loss.
"Look at them, they gave up the chance of immortality and indulged themselves in these easy-to-get treasures." A nobleman wearing a mink coat said contemptuously.
Although his voice was not loud, it was enough for people around him to hear.
"Yeah, it's really ridiculous." Another noble echoed, his eyes full of disdain, "Do they really think these gold and silver jewelry can bring happiness?"
Little John's face changed slightly. He held the wine glass in his hand tightly and tried to stay calm. His companions also heard the ridicule, and their faces showed angry expressions.
"You don't understand," Little John finally spoke, his voice calm and firm, "What we are pursuing is not immortality, but true freedom and happiness."
When the nobles heard this, they burst into even louder laughter.
"Freedom? Happiness? These are just the fantasies of the poor." A nobleman said sarcastically, "Only wealth, power, and life span are the most real."
Little John heard those jeers, but he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Are these really what they are pursuing?
However, these nobles were soon invited out of the banquet hall by the king's people.
Of course, the king can't do anything to them.
This is the biggest difference between things.
Soon everyone began to compliment Little John again, making him quickly forget the ridicule of those nobles.
More and more wealth came before his eyes, and greater temptation came quietly.
Some nobles began to approach Little John, and their words were full of temptation.
"Do you know that there are endless secrets hidden in that valley, especially immortality." A nobleman whispered.
His eyes shone with greed in the light of wealth, "If you can lead us back there, we will give you more wealth, even more than this!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Little John's heart began to waver. He looked at the gold and silver jewelry, and then thought about the peaceful valley.
His heart was full of contradictions. He knew that if they led these nobles back to the valley, the peace there would be broken, but these wealth...
"Think about it, you can have bigger houses, more land, more beauties. You are just a baron now, but you can become a great noble in the future." The temptation of the nobles continues.
"Yes, the king can even marry the princess to you!"
"That is the most beautiful princess in the entire Western Kingdom!"
Soon a princess came to dance with little John.
Ah, the princess is so beautiful.
In the magnificent palace.
The grand dance began.
The gorgeous crystal chandelier shed bright light and illuminated the entire banquet hall.
The nobles wore exquisite dresses, and their laughter and elegant music intertwined to create a dreamy atmosphere.
In the center of the dance floor, the beautiful princess, holding Little John's hand, attracted everyone's attention.
Her name is Arya, and her beauty is like the brightest star in the night sky, making people unable to look away.
Princess Arya wore a sky blue dress with countless tiny diamonds inlaid on the skirt, which sparkled with dazzling light with every move she made.
Her blond hair was skillfully braided into a complex bun, with a few loose strands of hair hanging down around her white neck, adding a touch of softness.
Her dancing posture is elegant and light, like a butterfly dancing among the flowers.
Every turn and every jump she makes is full of poetry and rhythm.
Her footsteps moved lightly on the dance floor, as if telling an ancient and beautiful story.
Little John looked at her intently and carefully followed her dance steps.
The band played a moving melody in a corner of the dance floor, with the melodious violin, crisp piano and melodious flute intertwined together, providing the perfect accompaniment for the princess and Little John's dance.
The rhythm of the music changes with the movements of the princess, sometimes as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on her face, sometimes as passionate as the waves crashing on the shore.
Princess Arya dances to the rhythm of the music, and her body seems to be integrated with the music.
Her arms swayed slightly, her fingers drew graceful arcs in the air, and her eyes shone with love and admiration for Little John, as well as curiosity.
The surrounding nobles were completely attracted by the princess's dancing, and their eyes closely followed her every move.
Some women have envy and jealousy in their eyes, while men are overwhelmed by her beauty and elegance.
"She is a wonder," whispered a young nobleman to his companion, without taking his eyes off the princess for a moment.
"Yes, she is like a princess from a fairy tale." His companion replied, with a hint of awe in his voice.
Little John danced with the princess, and his eyes were deeply attracted by the princess's dancing posture.
He looked at Princess Arya and heard the envious voices next to him, and a feeling of pride surged in his heart.
He can have such a beautiful princess!
Back then, he once stood on the street, as humble as a slave, watching the princess's carriage drive away.
At this time, he remembered the tranquility and harmony in the valley. It was that magical place that gave him the opportunity to stand in front of the princess.
And he is already a noble!
He is qualified to pursue the princess!
"She looks so happy, but she can only be truly happy if she is with me." Little John thought to himself.
He knew that despite everything the princess had, her life might not be as perfect as it seemed.
Princess Arya seemed to feel Little John's gaze, and her eyes met his in a dance.
At that moment, a hint of melancholy flashed through her smile, as if she was telling him something.
As the last note of the music slowly fell, Princess Arya completed her dance with Little John.
She bowed gracefully to Little John, and then she and Little John came to the edge of the dance floor.
There was a smile on her face, but there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
"You don't seem to like the dance here." The princess's voice was soft and pleasant.
Little John smiled slightly, and his answer was simple and sincere. "I like your dance, Your Highness. It is very beautiful, but I think the real beauty lies not in the appearance, but in the heart."
A trace of surprise flashed in Princess Arya's eyes. She seemed not to have expected to hear such words from a young man from a small village.
She didn't know that little John was also born in the city, but entered the valley and just came out of the valley.
She stared at Little John, then nodded slightly.
"Maybe you are right. I am very curious about you. Can you come to my dormitory at night and talk about that valley?" she said softly.
After saying that, she smiled at Little John, turned around and left the dance floor, leaving behind an incomparable temptation.
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It was late at night, and little John was sitting alone in his room.
In front of him lay the wealth he acquired during the day.
His eyes were staring at the stars in the night sky through the window. He thought of the people in the valley. Although their lives were simple, they were full of tranquility and happiness.
But he soon remembered the beautiful princess.
That was something he had never seen before.
Full of fragrance, fair skin, and black hair.
They are all beautiful that he has never seen before.
"I should go find the princess." Little John murmured to himself, and the struggle in his heart became much smaller for a while.
"The princess is waiting for me."
A 20-year-old young man, you ask him to resist the beautiful princess, the king behind him, the huge lord, the glory.
That's very difficult to do.
Immortality is an ability whose importance can only be discovered decades later.
And the princess is here tonight.
Only modern people, emperors, and those with sufficiently advanced information can understand that with immortality, what kind of princess doesn’t exist?
But this medieval boy had no such awareness at all.
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Deep in the palace, in Princess Arya's room, the soft candlelight swayed, reflecting her delicate face.
Little John stood in front of her, his eyes flashing with complicated light. The princess's beauty and elegance made his heart move.
But for some reason, suddenly, there was an uneasiness surging in his heart.
"Little John, are you really unwilling to help me?" Princess Arya's voice was soft and seductive, and her eyes were full of expectation. "The secret of that valley is very important to us."
Little John was struggling in his heart.
He knew that the secret of the valley was the villagers' treasure and their protective umbrella. However, faced with the princess's request, he found it difficult to refuse.
"I...I don't know." There was a trace of hesitation in Little John's voice.
Princess Arya walked gently to his side, her fingers gently touching his cheek.
"You can help me, and you can help the whole kingdom. Think about it, if we can master that secret, we can do more things, we can have a huge kingdom."
Little John's heart beat faster, and he felt that he was attracted by the princess's charm. Finally, under the princess's temptation, he agreed.
Little John returned to his friends, his heart full of contradictions. He knew that his decision might bring disaster to the valley, but he also believed that he could control the situation.
"We must go back and find a way into the valley." Little John said to his companions, with a hint of determination in his voice.
His friends looked at him in shock. They couldn't believe that Little John would make such a decision. However, they also knew that Little John must have his reasons.
"Okay, we believe you." Tom finally said, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.
However, just as they were about to leave, a figure appeared in front of them.
He is a wise man, with a serious expression on his face.
"Little John, you can't do this." The wise man's voice was low and powerful, "You know, this will bring disaster."
Little John's face changed, and he tried to explain, but the wise man's eyes were full of disappointment.
"You have been tempted, little John." The wise man shook his head, "You are no longer that innocent child."
Then he put his hand on the other person's head, and a stream of mist poured into the other person's brain.
Little John suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart. He knew that he had made a mistake. He looked at the wise man, and his eyes were filled with tears.
"I know, I was wrong." Little John's voice choked with sobs, "But I must make up for this mistake."
A trace of sadness flashed in the wise man's eyes.
He knew that Little John was dead.
To be fair, he didn't want to kill anyone.
However, for the guardian spirit and the valley, he must do this.
"Then, you must make sacrifices." There was a hint of determination in the wise man's voice.
Little John nodded, his heart full of determination.
He knows that he must pay for his mistakes.
On the dance floor of the palace, Princess Arya danced again.
Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly, and Little John's figure appeared in the center of the dance floor. He held a dagger in his hand, and his eyes were full of determination.
"I cannot betray my homeland." Little John's voice echoed in the silent hall, "I must make a choice."
Princess Arya's face was pale, and she looked at Little John, her eyes full of shock and fear.
"No, you can't do that!" she shouted.
But, it was too late. Little John stabbed the dagger into his chest, with a smile on his face.
"Forgive me, princess." He whispered, then fell to the ground.
Princess Arya rushed to his side, and her tears fell on Little John's face like broken pearls.
"Why? Why did you do this?" she cried.
A calm light flashed in Little John's eyes, and his voice was weak but firm.
