It's a man who always has to go far away,

To go far away is to make life more brilliant.

Walking on a bumpy road,

The young eyes are filled with dreams and thoughts.

Young Arthur was the man who went into the distance, Arthur, who was traveling alone for the first time, was full of novelty about everything, he ran on the endless fields, he climbed the steep mountain peaks and shouted, he jumped down the clear water to catch fish and shrimp, he lay down on the meadow dotted with colorful flowers and fell asleep.

He walked from town to town, watching the bustling crowds from the perspective of a bystander, and he walked through villages, touched by the hospitality of the villagers, and angry at the cruel indifference of the gangsters.

On the way to the journey, the vast world is open to the teenager, and it also makes the teenager see the good and evil, beauty and ugliness, profit and righteousness in this world more clearly.

The weather in the kingdom of Isaac was unpredictable at the intersection of summer and autumn, and the sky was still clear when a gust of wind swept by, and dark clouds rolled in Russia, followed by torrential rain.

Arthur, who was still leisurely and comfortable, sped up his pace when the wind picked up, and when the raindrops the size of beans fell on his body intensively, Arthur had to run in the rain to find a place to shelter from the rain.

The greatsword was firmly attached to his back, and it did not affect Arthur's rapid running, passing through the Orlando Mountains before and now nearly two months of negative sword, the heavy weight has become a part of Arthur's body.

Running a few hundred meters away, Arthur spotted a dilapidated church not far from the road.

The church must have been abandoned for a long time, with a pointed roof overgrown with artemisia grass, and a vaulted glass window full of holes, even one of the doors crooked to one side.

Arthur rushed straight to the door, but his figure stopped abruptly as he stepped through the door.

There were not only people in the church, but also quite a few people, and at this time they all turned their eyes to Arthur.

Arthur was a little uncertain for a while.

"Come in, little brother, we're all passing by to take shelter from the rain. A bearded man beckoned to Arthur.

The bearded man had a tiger's back, a square face and big eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little similar to Keynes, which couldn't help but make Arthur feel good in his heart.

The bearded man and three other men sat in the middle of the doorway, each with a blade placed on the ground beside him. A fire was lit in the middle of the group, and food was roasted on it, and it was the old seats that had been removed from the church as incendiary objects.

The man immediately took the initiative to greet him, and Arthur walked straight in, shook the raindrops from his cloak, and sat down by the fire.

Arthur took the opportunity to look around the entire church, and found that there were still groups of people in the left and right corners of the church.

On the left, a group of seven or eight people dressed in different clothes, each keeping a certain distance from each other, apparently because they had met temporarily to avoid the rain.

The other group was obviously a family, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe looked at the rainstorm outside the door, his brows furrowed, and the delicate young woman next to him hugged a man and a girl and two children. The girl was a little older, eleven or twelve, and the boy was only seven or eight years old, and the two children giggled from time to time.

Behind them were three retinues dressed as young and powerful warriors, and a man in his sixties who looked like a butler, and a copper-colored pipe more than two feet long in the butler's hand was extremely eye-catching.

Perhaps because the men in the middle were all armed with weapons, the two groups of people inside deliberately distanced themselves from these men.

On the altar facing the door of the church stands a statue. The statue was covered in cobwebs and dust, and an arm was missing, and only half of its face remained. Judging from the flat incision, it should have been cut off half of his face and arms with a sword qi.

Arthur didn't recognize which god it was, but he was certain that it was not the god of light that was commonly believed in by the people of Isaac.

Although the Church of Light is not a Monotheistic religion, most of the churches in the Isaac Kingdom are dedicated to the main god of the church, the God of Light. An inexplicable idol of the god is enshrined, which may be the reason why this church was abandoned.

"Is the little brother a mercenary?" the bearded man glanced at Arthur's giant sword across his lap and took the initiative to talk to Arthur.

"I only became a full-fledged mercenary two months ago. Arthur replied truthfully.

"It's already very good, what about your mercenary group?" said the bearded man, cutting a piece of meat from the fire and handing it to Arthur.

Arthur thanked him and took it, took a bite of the meat, and said vaguely in his mouth: "I got separated, I went to the forest by the road to go to the toilet, and after a long time, the team disappeared." ”

Arthur told a little lie, such a small mercenary is basically acceptable, and if he says that he travels alone, it will inevitably attract the curiosity of the other party.

Several of the men around laughed, amused by Arthur, a rookie mercenary.

A few men didn't shy away from Arthur, and just chatted casually about some things.

Through chatting, Arthur quickly learned the identities of these men, Ranger!

This is a group of people who are both good and evil, chivalrous and thieves, and do not want to be bound by rules and laws.

The Ranger is somewhat similar to the Mercenary, but he does not belong to a fixed mercenary group or mercenary guild, and naturally cannot receive tasks from the guild. They will sometimes take on some escort or search missions in private, and even take assassination and revenge missions, and turn into assassins, killers, and sometimes even become bandits, robbing rich businessmen and wealthy families.

But they robbed the rich and gave to the poor, and gave most of the plundered money to the poor, otherwise they would no longer be worthy to call themselves rangers, but indeed bandits.

Arthur likes to listen to these people chatting very much, listening to them talk about the whole world, listening to them talk about happiness and hatred, don't talk about little Arthur, the reckless life of the ranger does not know how many people in the world yearn for!

Immersed in this state of mind, Arthur didn't even notice that the rain outside had stopped.

The bearded man patted the dust on his ass and stood up, "Okay, little mercenary, we're leaving, goodbye by fate!"

The separation came a little unexpectedly, and Arthur only nodded his head.

The other men, apparently led by the bearded man, also stood up, gathered up their blades and belongings on the ground, and prepared to leave.

The bearded man had not even stepped one foot out of the threshold of the church when the sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the door.

A group of knights in gorgeous armor blocked the door, and the silver armor, gold cloak, and the red flame pattern dancing on the cloak were none other than the Church's Punishment Knights.

"It's ghostly!" Arthur spat into the fire.

The sight was falling into the bearded man's eyes, and he winked at Arthur before continuing to walk out, completely oblivious to the knights of punishment.

"Stop!" shouted one of the knights!

"Fence off the church, no one is allowed to leave, and whoever takes half a step will be killed!"

The bearded man's foot hesitated for a moment, then retracted it.

"We're chasing a 145-year-old teenager!

"Damn, it's here again!" Arthur spat into the fire again......