The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Boss Gallia, do you like the big sword so much?

The sudden words made Gallia, whose back was turned to William, tremble with fright, the whole body trembled, and the sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and held the long sword tightly, so such embarrassing things did not happen.

Gallia turned around abruptly, looked at William embarrassingly, and stammered, Zorro... Your Excellency... Are you here too? Hahaha, is that meal still delicious?

The taste is not bad. William curled his lips and said calmly, If there are no special spices in it.

Gallia broke out in a cold sweat, and laughed dryly, pretending not to understand the meaning of William's words, As long as you enjoy your meal!

It's very pleasant! William said with a click of his tongue. Boss Gallia, you have an old friend, and it will be a pleasure to see you too!

While talking, two more people came down from the entrance of the cellar.

Freya and Jewell.

As soon as Jerewit came down, his eyes were attracted by the small dining table full of delicacies.

He breathed faster, and glared at Gallia viciously, I never thought that there is such a dirty soul hidden in the body of a normal person!

Galia, you thief, what else do you have to say now!

Gallia calmed down after being accused by Jerewitt.

He looked at the three of William and the gorgeous long sword in his hand, and sneered, emboldening himself, and said, So what, my stupid Mr. Jerwitt?

As long as you sleep here forever, I will still be a generous and upright person!

Gallia looked at William and said, Mr. Zorro, the Light of Justice, I have to say that your vigilance is beyond my expectation! Your great sword is already in my hand, and you have no power now. !

Really? William watched Gallia's performance with a playful smile.

Gallia's smile froze, and he looked at the confident William again, and then at the long sword in his hand. His heart became cruel, and he shouted, Mr. Zorro, I've seen through you! Goodbye!

Gallia rushed over with the long sword in hand, and slashed at William head-on.

William shook his head and smiled contemptuously, Greed makes the devil's best friend!

While speaking, William made a wrong step and avoided Gallia's random blow. His right hand was clawed out like a poisonous snake, and he clasped it on Gallia's sword-holding wrist. Gallia let out a painful howl, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

William's eyes were indifferent, and he pulled his hand back, terrorizing him vigorously. Gallia didn't react at all, and she was pulled in front of William.

William let go of the hand that was holding Gallia's wrist, turned his claws into fists, retracted his strength slightly, and punched Gallia in the chest.

There was a dull sound of boom, poor Gallia just got close to William, backed away, bumped into the pillar, and then collapsed on the ground.

His chest collapsed, his eyes were full of despair, and his mouth kept frothing, and he couldn't speak a word.

William walked up to Gallia, looked into his eyes, and said, Fool! I lied to you! My strength has always been in myself! Not relying on these flashy things!

Gallia's pupils dilated suddenly. After struggling a few times, he stared at him with both feet, and then lost consciousness, dying with regret!

Jerewit stared blankly at this scene, You...killed him?

If he wants to kill me, I'll kill him. Is there anything wrong? William looked at Geerwitt without blinking his eyes, taking it for granted.

... So reasonable, Jerewit was speechless.

William said, Okay, don't waste any more time. Jerewitt, according to the agreement, I will give you five thousand gold coins! Of course,

Those gold coins are also for you!

William pointed to a pile of gold coins under the buttocks of the quiet little golden donkey.

This is not very good, Mr. Zorro... Please forgive me, I didn't mean to tarnish your character... I mean, you don't leave these gold coins? Maybe when you walk the earth, I can solve some for you An insignificant nuisance!

Jerewit didn't feel any guilt at all, and just discussed with William about dividing up Galia's property in such a grand manner.

In this era, the winner does not need to blame, and has the power to dispose of the spoils at will.

Gallia, the thief who wanted to deprive them of their lives, died, so his property belonged to William and the others.

In this world, it is a matter of course!

William looked at the little donkey, his eyes sparkled, and he said meaningfully, No, Jerewitt, I'll give you the gold coins, but this gourmet table and this little donkey belong to me!

Little donkey? Jerewit looked at this little donkey that looked ordinary no matter how you looked at it, and asked puzzledly, Mr. Zorro, can this pile of gold coins buy a bunch of little donkeys?

I don't need so many little donkeys! I just need a little donkey to help me carry some luggage.

Okay, Mr. Jerewitt, you take the little donkey, the gourmet table and the gold coins, I still have some things to deal with! William said.

Your order is my will, Mr. Zorro! Jerewit started to get busy.

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After late night, the day came, and William and Freya got up early to settle the hotel bill with Gallia's wife.

Gallia's boss was a tall and well-built woman, and she looked at William and asked by the way, Ah, Mr. Zorro, the great light of justice, do you know where my husband Gallia has gone? He has been all night Didn't go home!

Madame Gallia, maybe he went to a happy place. William shrugged and said calmly.

There was only one old alcoholic in the hotel in the morning, and when he heard what William said, he also laughed, Yes, Mrs. Gallia, maybe there was a happy woman last night that made him forget to go home! Well, maybe more than One! O happy Gallia!

Mrs. Gallia had already accepted the rhetoric in her heart, but she immediately raised her eyebrows and stared fiercely at the old drunkard.

William, on the other hand, calmly took Freya out of this reveler's hotel!

They joined Jerwitt, who was out in disguise, with a table and a donkey, and headed east.

At noon, they came to a small village at the foot of the mountain.

At the entrance of the small village, there is a weather-beaten plaque with the words Procida written in the language of Nagiria.

In the Tataria language, Procida also means the place of hope.

This small village called Procida is unremarkable, but it is like a sparrow. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Continuous wheat fields, various thatched houses, dirt roads that smell of grass and earth, and a stone church!

The steeple at the top of the church stands tall and seems to be inserted into the sky!

This is the church of the Holy Court of Light.

The Lord of Holy Light is the belief in this world, and it is very popular in many places.

The Kingdom of Florence, where William used to be, was close to the north, and the power of the Holy Court of Light had not fully penetrated. Coupled with the existence of the queen, the witch, the entire country's belief in the Lord of Holy Light was shallow.

But also because of this, the neighboring countries of the Kingdom of Florence used this as an excuse to launch an attack on the Kingdom of Florence!

Of course, with the presence of the queen and the sudden emergence of William, they didn't take advantage of it, so they had to return in defeat!

After returning to his hometown, Gerwit was very excited and kept introducing William, Mr. Zorro, welcome to my hometown as a guest! My father will welcome you very much when he sees you! You are Zoro Lo! The Light of Justice!

He's an experienced tailor. His name is Derya Witt, and they call him Old Witt in the village. He has a...

William listened quietly with a smile in the corner of his eyes. It was not on William's whim to come to Jerewitt's hometown.

He had already planned in his heart for a long time.

In addition to being interested in Jewert's younger brother's stick, William also has a lot of ideas about the animal companion ability secretly passed on by the Jewert family.

He wants to meet Jerewitt's father and have a good chat!

Willian was always interested in what would make him stronger.

As for Freya, she only had William in her eyes, and she never objected to William's decision, even if it was all kinds of shameful animal gestures on the bed!