It's autumn time, and the gentle wind blows through the grassland, winding willow in the treetops, rippling by the lake, and soaring in the endless sky...... In the end, Feng'er came to the town of peace and lifted a girl's plaid skirt. caused the girl to change color and startled the hibiscus flower she had just bought.

Chapel, back garden.

A young man in a blue hat lies on a chaise longue, leisurely basking in the autumn afternoon sun.

Warm, calm...... Until a gust of wind swept across his face and opened his eyes. He watched as the fat priest who had changed his dressing gently wrapped a bandage around his arm, and a warm smile appeared on his face. "Thank you, Pastor Ilyin. ”

"Little thing, little thing!" said the fat priest, laughing a little far-fetched. The corners of his mouth were purple and blue, as if he had been injured by a boulder, and as if he had been punched hard. His smile touched the wound on his mouth again, and he immediately bared his teeth in pain, and the young man in the blue hat saw that there was only one front tooth between his two thick lips, and a small black hole stood between his white teeth.

Seeing this, he said with a sincere expression and apology: "Does your mouth still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!" cried out to the fat priest, but his nose was gasping heavily.

"That's good......," the blue-hat young man exhaled, not noticing the abnormality on the fat priest's face, and closed his eyes weakly, waiting for the other party to unwrap the bandage on his leg, then apply the medicine, and then re-tie the new gauze that was clean and white.

And then the other hand...... And then his chest...... By the time the fat priest had dealt with all the injuries on his body, it was almost dark......

......

Frowning slightly, the blue-hat young man lying on the chaise longue found himself asleep just now.

Opening his eyes, he saw that his surroundings were slowly darkening, smelling the familiar scent of flowers, and he looked into the aisle corridor on the side wall of the church.

Sure enough, a man showed up there on time.

He is the gatekeeper of the church, and according to Fat Pastor Ilyin, this gatekeeper has been guarding the Peace Town Church for ten years.

He knew that Gatekeepers were a special group in the Cult of the Illuminati. Often, after three years of guarding, the gatekeeper is eligible for promotion to the Knight of Light.

Becoming a Knight of Light means being able to wear well-known kingdom armor, ride the most noble Odin war horse on the continent, and hold a spear of light blessed by the God of Light.

Isn't it much more fun to have all of this than to guard the gate?

The young man in the blue hat had always wondered why the church gatekeeper in the town of Peace didn't want to be a knight of light.

"Do you want to watch me practice martial arts today?" the gatekeeper asked the young man in a dull voice as he came to the chaise longue.

"Of course!" replied the young man in the blue hat without hesitation. He knew that the gatekeepers would come to the garden every day at dawn and dark to exercise. "It's my pleasure to watch you practice martial arts, and I can learn a lot from you every time. ”

The gatekeeper didn't have anything to say and walked straight to the middle of the garden.

At first, he just stood there like that, but in the eyes of the young man, the momentum of the gatekeeper suddenly changed!

The young man didn't know how to describe it, and he didn't understand why he could feel the change in his momentum. It gave him the feeling that a harmless elk had suddenly become a beast in the woods......

Maybe it's because of a change in breathing, or maybe it's something else...... The young man shook his head to himself, and no longer bothered with his thoughts.

I saw that the gatekeeper slowly sank his knees, assumed a position of accumulation, and then threw a straight punch flatly, hitting the air. Shut it down, and wave it out with the other hand!

Time passed little by little.

The whole process is just punching, stopping, punching again, and stopping......

And just like that, he threw two thousand punches!

An hour passed, and the young man in the blue hat stared intently at the goalkeeper's movements, without blinking his eyes, and his serious expression seemed to remember the angle of each of the gatekeeper's punches.

"Is there anything to ask today?" asked the gatekeeper as he walked up to the young man.

The young man in the blue hat was still immersed in the sound of the drum of the fist hitting the air, and when he heard the gatekeeper's question, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Hmm...... Has Ryder been here......? The black-faced man. ”

"He didn't come today. The gatekeeper responded.

Well...... I haven't been here for three days, is there something going on at home?" the young man in the blue hat thought silently. "Alright," he said, looking curious. "Excuse me, what is the purpose of your two sets of punches every morning and night?"

The gatekeeper thought for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "There is no purpose. ”

There is no purpose...... What is the answer?

The gatekeeper added, "I've been doing this for as long as I can remember, and it's been until now. ”

The young man in the blue hat looked shocked, he had been recuperating in the church for some time. He knew that every morning and noon the goalkeeper would do a set of punches before going to the goalkeeper, what he didn't know was that he had maintained this habit for decades!

"It's like eating, it's like sleeping, boxing has become a habit. The young man in the blue hat who was guarding the door was thoughtful, and deliberately said a few more words to him. "When I was ten years old, I missed a punch and a bull died under my fist, and when I was twenty years old, in order to pass the gatekeeper qualification qualification of the Cult of Light, I went to take the samurai qualification examination in the royal capital, that time...... I threw a punch out of my hand, and a third-class samurai died under my fist, and although the samurai association of the royal capital did not let me take responsibility, I was also disqualified as a samurai, but the Cult of Light made an exception to recruit me as a gatekeeper...... Since then, I've rarely thrown my fist at people and animals, and I can say that I have almost no ......."

Miss...... Is it all a miss? The young man in the blue hat was stunned.

Killing a bull with one punch at the age of ten, and killing a third-class samurai with one punch at the age of twenty? The young man in the blue hat looked at the gatekeeper's resolute face seriously, making sure that the other party did not have any suspicion of installing lights. "You killed that third-level warrior by mistake, so you lost your qualification to become a Knight of Light...... Or maybe you gave up on your own initiative......"

The young man in the blue hat saw it, and a look of guilt seemed to be on the gatekeeper's face. "Knight of Light?" he said, "I've thought about becoming a Knight of Light, and I'm qualified. ”

"Then why are you still willing to guard the gate here?" asked the young man in the blue hat. He seems to be on the verge of unearthing some secrets.

"Young man," said the gatekeeper, looking at him, in a deep voice, "everyone has a secret, doesn't they?"

Well, everyone has a secret, this sentence cannot be refuted, the young man in the blue hat was stunned for a moment, and slowly exhaled, but before he could speak, the gatekeeper continued to say in a deep voice: "However, this is not my secret, I can tell you today, I hope you don't ask about my private affairs in the future." ”

"Speak, please. After he finished speaking, he endured the sharp pain in his upper body, slowly sat up from the recliner, leaned forward, and made an appearance of listening carefully.

"Twenty years ago, maybe twenty years ago, I don't remember exactly how long. The gatekeeper had a look of remembrance on his face. "An earth-shattering thing happened on the mainland. ”

"What's the matter?" the blue-hatted young man hurriedly asked.

"The Pope of Light, who is in charge of the Cult of Light, suddenly ...... Missing......" he said slowly.

This is considered a secret on the mainland, and the young man in the blue hat has been living in a peaceful town and does not know about it. Then, as if in the face of the gatekeeper, he could see that there seemed to be a harbinger of an even greater secret to come. "With the disappearance of the Pope of Light, there are also those who have stood in the royal capital for thousands of years...... Santa ......"