.The forest in the middle of the night is definitely not a fun place. Especially the light cannot be used to light up, and it is only illuminated by the dim light of the lantern in your hand. Even the lantern is covered by the skin, and the dim light leaking is just a thread.

There is a layer of mist in the forest at night, and there is something that appears from somewhere on the fog, carrying a little pale color. The thin mist is like a charming witch, often surrounding people. These white mists seem to be glowing, giving a feeling of extreme mystery. In fact, this is just a reflection of some moons in the small droplets of the fog, which forms such a wonder.

Perhaps it is this kind of wonder, coupled with the fantasies of some people, that can create some terrible stories and legends. At this moment, these strange and pale mists are stirred by the legs of a large group of soldiers. Occasionally, waving their arms will bring a cloud of mist flying in the air, just like the white wings made of mist.

Although there was fog, with the dim light of the lantern, we could make do with the road beneath our feet. A small group of soldiers gathered in front of a lamp. They were holding longbows in their hands, with arrows on them. They bent down along the road pointed out by Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottinghamshire, and moved forward carefully.

The steps under their feet were moving carefully, afraid of stepping on holes or straight branches. Perhaps what they were worried about was that some noise would wake up the monsters casting these mists in the forest.

What is admirable is that Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, is better than his father's old county magistrate. At least on such nights, he wore a vest-style plate armor on the chain mail and went deep into the forest with the soldiers. This was not a wise move, but he was worried that Juliana, who had robbed the tax on the road, would run away with the tax.

In the past, she went to the Arab Empire and participated in the Crusades, intending to obtain some money on the battlefield to ensure that her territory was not confiscated. But this time she came back, she robbed the taxes, and if she ran away, she would never come back. The reason for entering the forest at night was that Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham, had some real love for Juliana.

Yes, he had been prepared to be his wife. Because he was rich, Juliana had noble noble blood. At least a person like him who had not yet obtained a title might enter the noble class because of his wife. In that case, with his money, he could create a huge family.

However, unfortunately, Juliana looked down on him. Even when she saw him, her nose was not a nose, but her eyes were not. Of course, the appearance of Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, was a bit unsatisfactory. Fortunately, he was a rich child of an official. Although he was not considered a noble, he was finally a rich man.

The nobles may not be rich, because they often get titles through certain merits, but they are not necessarily good at managing or making money. Just like Robin Hood, if the family does not have a loyal peasant who depends on him, they may not be easy to maintain. Therefore, although Robin Hood's family is still fair, he is a martial artist often needs to use a lot of money to purchase horses, armor and swords.

The family background of Robin Hood, who was not as wealthy as his family, was the reason why Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, dreamed of a noble dream. In this dream, he had already spent a lot of time and money, including hiring a bounty hunter to Jerusalem to track down Juliana's whereabouts, although those people would never come back to receive most of the remaining bounty.

Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, also held a bow in his hand. The English longbow can be said to be a very simple bow. As mentioned earlier, a skilled bow-making man can process one in two hours. From a certain perspective, it is precisely this reason that allows the British to easily equip large-scale archers and show their power in the battle with the French knights several years later.

Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, holding a bow in his hand, was not as nervous as others. In order to catch Juliana, being so familiar with her hiding place was the important choice.

As the king's forest, the Sherwood Forest is like the Robin Hood's forest. Because no one is more familiar with this place than their father and daughter. When they were fighting against the king because of the Magna Carta, every attempt to capture Robin Hood ended in the forest. At that time, a large group of soldiers entered the forest to capture it. Even if it were not for the king's forest, someone had planned to set fire to Robin Hood.

But that was all old things, and it was not difficult for Mr. Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County who was determined to get Juliana. As he told his subordinates, when Juliana was not here, he often wandered in the forest until he thought he had completely grasped the secret of this huge forest.

Moreover, he only came here during the day, but later he came here overnight. The only reason that supported him to persevere in completing this matter was that he always thought of Juliana in his heart. Although that longing was not entirely due to love, the intensity of that longing was no less than that of a man and a woman in love.

Although there was a slight inevitable sound when a large group of soldiers marched here, Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, believed that the pursuit tonight would definitely result in an unexpected result. As soon as he thought of Juliana's long silver hair and beautiful face, he couldn't help but sneer.

"Hmph, Juliana, if you know if Sherwood Forest is the exclusive place of your Robin Hoods, you will be surprised. I really want to see what you are surprised!"

It was also in the darkness that the proud and anxious expression on his face could not be seen by others. If the light was shining on his face, he would definitely feel extremely embarrassing. A dignified county magistrate of Nottinghamshire would have such a yy expression.

But when his sneer had not ended in his heart, a voice suddenly rang in the forest.

"God... said... there should be light..."

The sound was erratic...long, as if it was floating in the sky again. This item alone was enough to make people's hair stand up. Then, accompanied by the sound of "So... there was light..." behind it, a strong light lit up in the forest!
Chapter completed!