Mystery makes me strong

Chapter 2675 The Guardian of the Wise
Little John also hesitated.

But he is still very young, only 20 years old.

He didn't want to be stuck in a small village.

The key is that there is not even one beautiful woman.

The most beautiful one was a decent-looking country girl.

How beautiful can you expect a village of a few hundred people to have?
Although there is no lack of nutrition and life is not tiring, the appearance is just ordinary.

Of course there are beautiful country girls, but it usually takes ten villages to produce one really good-looking one.

Moreover, this was in the Middle Ages.

If it were modern times, even the most beautiful girl in a village could dress up beautifully.

In the Middle Ages, people could only rely on their own foundation.

Little John and his companions who were willing to follow him slowly walked out of the valley. Although their steps were tired, their eyes were shining with longing for the future.

When they appeared out of the fog, they were quickly spotted by patrolmen, and carrier pigeons delivered the news of their presence to the nearest city.

Not long after they left, the outside world had already prepared a grand welcome ceremony for them.

These are some of the preparations Darwin made before leaving.

He asked some people to patrol outside, and if they saw him coming out, they would immediately notify the nearby count.

Of course, even if he did not make such preparations, many people had set up camps around the fog.

They will notify you as well.

After all, the king and the nobles attach great importance to the news hidden in the fog.

They are willing to spend big bucks.

When Little John and his companions passed the last mountain pass, the view suddenly opened up.

On a vast plain, a majestic city came into view. The city gates were 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 warm cheers.

"Welcome back, heroes!" shouted the city guards, wearing shining armor and holding spears, saluting Little John and his party.

The local king and nobles stood at the city gate, smiles on their faces.

The king was wearing a gorgeous robe and a golden crown on his head, and he was sitting in a four-wheeled carriage.

His eyes rested on Little John for a moment, then, helped by his servants, he stepped out of the carriage and strode forward himself with his arms outstretched.

"My brave warriors, you are finally back!" The king's voice was filled with excitement. "Your story has spread throughout the kingdom. You are true heroes!"

A warm surge 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 the crowd, and people gave them flowers and praises.

As the welcoming ceremony progressed, the king announced the rewards for Little John and his party.

"You will be made barons, and I will give you territory and wealth!"

Everyone was suddenly excited.

They felt that their trip was not in vain.

After all, they were also fugitives in the Middle Ages.

In their eyes, nobility and territory have a sacred aura.

It’s like being invited to be a manager in Daxia.

They were then invited to the banquet hall in the palace.

A sumptuous banquet and endless wealth had been prepared for them.

"This is what you deserve. You have brought glory to the kingdom," the king said generously, and he ordered his servants to place boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in front of Little John and his companions.

The glittering gold coins, the dazzling gems, the exquisite works of art... these treasures are enough to make anyone's heart beat.

Little John's eyes were dazzled by the sight of all this wealth.

The others were also very excited.

These treasures cannot be seen in the village.

For a moment, they all felt that leaving the village was the right thing to do.

In the village, there will never be such a thing no matter how many years pass.

However, some truly knowledgeable nobles looked at them with disdain and laughed in their hearts.

Little John stood in the center of the banquet hall, surrounded by magnificent decorations and dazzling chandeliers.

The nobles were dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding crystal wine glasses in their hands, and their laughter echoed in the hall.

However, amidst all the laughter and joy, little John felt an indescribable loneliness and loss.

"Look at them, they gave up the chance of immortality, but indulged themselves in these readily available treasures." A noble in a mink coat said contemptuously.

Although his voice was not loud, it was loud enough for people around him to hear.

"Yes, it's ridiculous." Another noble echoed, his eyes full of disdain, "Do they really think these gold, silver and jewelry can bring happiness?"

Little John's face changed slightly, he tightly grasped the wine glass in his hand, trying to keep 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 noble said sarcastically, "Only wealth, power and longevity are the real things."

Little John heard the laughter, but he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Is this really what they are pursuing?

However, these nobles were soon asked to leave the banquet hall by the king's men.

Of course the king couldn'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 nobles' ridicule.

More and more wealth came before his eyes, and greater temptations also 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 noble whispered.

His eyes flashed with greed in the light of wealth, "If you can lead us back there, we will give you more wealth, more than this!"

Little John's heart began to waver. He looked at the gold, silver and jewelry and 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 riches...
“Just think about it, you can own a bigger house, more land, more beauties. You are only a baron now, but you can become a great noble in the future.” The temptation of the nobility continued.

"Yes, the king can even marry the princess to you!"

"That's the most beautiful princess in the entire Western Kingdom!"

Soon a princess came and danced with little John.

Oh, the princess is so beautiful.

In the magnificent palace.

The grand dance began.

The gorgeous crystal chandelier cast brilliant light, illuminating the entire banquet hall.

The nobles were dressed in exquisite dresses, and their conversation and laughter intertwined with the elegant music, creating 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 it impossible to look away.

Princess Arya wore a sky blue dress with countless tiny diamonds inlaid on the hem, which sparkled brightly with her every movement.

Her blonde hair was artfully braided into an intricate bun, with a few loose strands falling around her fair neck, adding a touch of softness.

Her dance is graceful and light, like a butterfly dancing among flowers.

Every turn and every jump of hers is full of poetry and rhythm.

Her steps moved lightly on the dance floor, as if telling an ancient and beautiful story.

Little John stared at her intently, following her dance steps carefully.

The band was playing moving melodies in a corner of the dance floor. The melodious violin, crisp piano and graceful flute intertwined together, providing perfect accompaniment for the dance of the princess and little John.

The rhythm of the music changes with the princess's movements, sometimes gentle like a spring breeze, sometimes passionate like waves hitting the shore. Princess Arya dances to the rhythm of the music, and her body seems to merge with the music.

Her arms swung gently, her fingers drawing graceful arcs in the air, and her eyes sparkled with love, admiration, and curiosity for little John.

The nobles around were completely attracted by the princess's dance, and their eyes followed her every move closely.

Some ladies showed envy and jealousy in their eyes, while the men were conquered by her beauty and elegance.

"She is a wonder," whispered a young nobleman to his companion, his eyes never leaving the princess.

"Yes, she's 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.

He looked at Princess Arya and heard the envious voices beside 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 minion, watching the princess's carriage drive away.

At this moment, he remembered the tranquility and harmony of 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 knows that despite everything the princess has, her life may not be as perfect as it seems.

Princess Arya seemed to sense Little John's gaze, and her eyes met his as she danced.

At that moment, a hint of melancholy flashed across her smile, as if she was telling him something.

As the last note of the music slowly fell, Princess Arya finished her dance with Little John.

She bowed gracefully to Little John, and then she and Little John walked 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' voice was soft and pleasant.

Little John smiled, his answer simple and sincere. "I like your dance, Princess. It is beautiful, but I think the real beauty lies not in appearance but in the heart."

There was a glimmer of surprise in Princess Arya's eyes. She didn't seem to expect 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 just entered the valley and just came out of the valley.

She stared at Little John and then nodded slightly.

"Maybe you are right. I am very curious about you. Can you come to my dormitory in the evening and talk about the 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 was a pile of wealth he had gained during the day.

His eyes were looking through the window, gazing at the stars in the night sky. He thought of the people in the valley, whose lives were simple but full of peace and happiness.

But he soon thought of the beautiful princess again.

That was something he had never seen before.

She has a fragrant body, fair skin and black hair.

They were all beauties he had never seen before.

"I should go find the princess." Little John murmured to himself, and the struggle in his heart suddenly became much less intense.

"The princess is waiting for me."

A 20-year-old young man, you let him resist the beautiful princess, the king behind her, the vast land, and the glory.

That's very difficult to do.

Immortality is a skill whose importance will only be discovered decades later.

And the princess is tonight.

Only modern people and emperors, who have sufficiently developed information, understand that if they have immortality, what can princesses not have?
But this medieval kid had no such awareness at all.

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Deep in the palace, in Princess Arya's room, the soft candlelight flickered, illuminating her delicate face.

Little John stood in front of her, his eyes flashing with complex light. The beauty and elegance of the princess made his heart beat.

But for some reason, suddenly, a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

"Little John, are you really unwilling to help me?" Princess Arya's voice was soft and seductive, her eyes 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 protection, but faced with the princess's request, he found it difficult to refuse.

"I I don't know." There was a hint of hesitation in Little John's voice.

Princess Arya gently walked over to him and touched his cheek lightly with her fingers.

"You can help me, and you can help the whole kingdom. Just think, if we can master that secret, we can do so much more, we can have a huge kingdom."

Little John's heart beat faster, and he felt himself being attracted by the princess's charm. Finally, under the princess's temptation, he agreed.

Little John returned to his companions, 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 companions 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 said finally, 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 seduced, little John." The wise man shook his head, "You are no longer that innocent child."

Then he touched the other person's head with his hand, and a mist flowed into the other person's brain.

A strong sense of guilt suddenly surged in Little John's heart. He knew he had made a mistake. He looked at the wise man, his eyes filled with tears.

"I know I was wrong." Little John's voice was choked with sobs, "but I have to make up for this mistake."

There was a glimmer of sadness in the wise man's eyes.

He knew that Little John was dead.

To be fair, he didn't want to kill anyone.

But for the sake of the guardian spirit and the valley, he had to do it.

"Then you must make a sacrifice." There was a hint of determination in the wise man's voice.

Little John nodded, his heart filled with determination.

He knew he had to pay for his mistakes.

On the palace's dance floor, Princess Arya danced again.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and Little John appeared in the middle of the dance floor, holding a dagger in his hand, his eyes 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 this!" 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, her tears falling on little John's face like pearls from a broken string.

"Why? Why did you do this?" she cried.

There was a glimmer of calm in Little John's eyes, and his voice was weak but firm.

"Because I love my home."

As his words fell, his eyes closed forever.

(End of this chapter)