Chapter 38 There is a ranger in the world

A man always has to go far away,

Going further is to make life more brilliant.

Walking on a rough road,

Young eyes are filled with dreams and thoughts.

Young Arthur was the man who walked far away. Arthur, who traveled alone for the first time, was full of novelty about everything. He ran in the endless wilderness, he climbed up the steep mountains and shouted, and he jumped into the clear stream. After catching fish and shrimps, he lay on the meadow dotted with colorful flowers and fell asleep happily.

He walked through towns and saw the bustling crowds from the perspective of a bystander. He walked through villages and was touched by the hospitality of the villagers. He was also angered by the cruelty and indifference of the thugs.

On the long journey, the vast world is open to the young man, which also allows him to see more clearly the good and evil, beauty and ugliness, profit and justice in this world.

The weather in the Kingdom of Isaac changes constantly at the turn of summer and autumn. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear and clear. A gust of wind blew past, and then dark clouds rolled in, and then heavy rain poured down.

Arthur, who was originally leisurely and comfortable, quickened his pace when the wind started. When heavy raindrops hit him intensively, Arthur had to run in the rain to find a place to take shelter.

The giant sword was firmly tied to his back, and it did not affect Arthur's rapid running at all. After passing through the Orlando Mountains before and now carrying the sword for nearly two months, the heavy weight has become a part of Arthur's body. .

After running a few hundred meters away, Arthur discovered a dilapidated church not far from the road.

The church must have been abandoned for a long time. The pointed roof was covered with wormwood, the arched glass windows were full of holes, and even one of the doors was leaning to one side.

Arthur rushed straight over, but stopped abruptly when he stepped into the door.

There were not only people in the church, but also a lot of them. At this time, they all turned their attention to Arthur.

Arthur was a little uncertain for a moment.

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

The bearded man had a muscular appearance, a square face and big eyes, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Keynes, which made Arthur feel good about him.

The bearded man and three other men sat in a circle in the middle, facing the door. Each of them had a weapon and placed it casually on the ground beside them. A fire was lit among the group of people, and food was being roasted on the fire. The burning objects were the worn-out seats that had been removed from the church.

Now that the man took the initiative to greet him, Arthur walked straight in, shook off the raindrops on his cloak, and sat down generously by the fire.

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

The group of seven or eight people on the left were wearing different costumes, and everyone kept a certain distance from each other. It was obvious that they met temporarily to take shelter from the rain.

The other group was obviously a family. A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar frowned at the heavy rain outside the door. The pretty young woman beside him hugged two children, a boy and a girl. The girl was a little older, eleven or twelve years old, and the boy was only seven or eight years old. The two children giggled from time to time.

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

Perhaps because the men in the middle were armed, the two groups inside deliberately kept a distance from these men.

There is a statue on the altar facing the church door. The statue was covered with cobwebs and dust, was missing an arm, and had only half of its face left. Judging from the flat incisions, someone should have cut off half of his face and arms with a sword.

Arthur could not identify which god this was, but he was certain that it was not the god of light generally believed in by the people of the Kingdom of Isaac.

Although the Church of Light is not the only religious religion, most of the churches in the Kingdom of Isaac worship the Lord of Light, the main god of the church. An inexplicable statue of a god was enshrined, which may be why the church was abandoned.

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

"I only became an official mercenary two months ago." Arthur answered truthfully.

"It's already very good. Where is your mercenary group?" The bearded man said, 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: "We got separated. I had a stomachache and went to the toilet in the woods by the road. After a while, the team disappeared after coming out."

Arthur told a little lie. Such a small mercenary was basically acceptable. If he said that he was traveling alone, he would definitely arouse the curiosity of the other party.

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

Several men did not shy away from Arthur, and just chatted about some things casually.

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

This is a group of people who are both good and evil, both chivalrous and thieves, and unwilling to be bound by rules and laws.

Rangers are somewhat similar to mercenaries, but without joining a fixed mercenary group or mercenary union, naturally they cannot receive tasks from the union. Sometimes they would privately take on some escort or search missions, or even take on assassination or revenge missions, and then turn into assassins, killers, and sometimes even become bandits to rob wealthy businessmen and wealthy families.

But they robbed the rich and gave to the poor, and distributed most of the money they robbed to the poor. Otherwise, they no longer deserve to call themselves rangers, but are indeed bandits.

Arthur really likes to listen to these people chatting, listening to them talk about everything, and listening to them talk about their pleasures and grudges. Not to mention little Arthur, the capricious life of a ranger is something that many people in the world yearn for!

So 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 butt and stood up, "Okay, little mercenary, we have to leave. See you when we are destined!"

The separation came unexpectedly, and Arthur could only nod dully.

The other men, obviously led by the bearded man, also stood up, packed up the weapons and items on the ground, and prepared to leave.

Before the bearded man even stepped out of the church's threshold, there was the sound of horse hooves outside the door.

A group of knights with gorgeous armor blocked the door. The silver armor, gold cloak, and the red flame pattern dancing on the cloak were the disciplinary knights of the church.

"What a ghost!" Arthur spat fiercely into the fire.

This scene fell in the eyes of the bearded man. He winked at Arthur, and then continued to walk out, completely ignoring these disciplinary knights.

"Stop!" a knight shouted loudly!

"Surround the church, and no one is allowed to leave without an order. Anyone who steps out of the church will be killed without mercy!"

The bearded man hesitated for a moment before taking the step back.

"We are chasing a boy who is 14 or 15 years old! Anyone who has nothing to do with it is best not to act rashly!"

"Damn, here we go again!" Arthur spat into the fire again...