The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

"Gah la..." The lead robber died, but it was the old woman who made the shrill voice.

"Master, she said, no..."

In fact, without using the magic mirror to translate, William probably guessed the meaning.

But William didn't look back, his attention was now on the bandits in front of him.

Their faces were full of shock, and they hadn't reacted to the leader's sudden death.

However, William is not a gentleman, willing to wait for the gang of robbers to recover.

It was William's purpose to kill him while he was sick.

"Whoosh..." The sound of the long sword piercing through the air.

A black shadow flashed past, and the robber who was praised by the leader of the robbers had his throat cut by William.

"ah!"

He uttered a scream and fell down struggling.

His screams woke up the other robbers. They looked at each other with anger in their eyes, picked up the thing in their hands, howled to strengthen their courage, and rushed towards William.

William sneered, and kicked out with lightning speed, hitting the robber in the front.

The robber immediately flew backwards, knocking back the few people behind.

William held the sword and bullied him, and swiped the long sword. A bandit went down between his eyebrows until his Adam's apple was cut open.

Then with a left spin, he avoided the mace from another bandit.

Following the strength of the waist and legs, he cut in a semicircle, and cut the bandit with the mace in the middle.

"Dang, clang, clang..." In a few minutes, all the dozen or so robbers were killed by William.

With William's strength and reflexes more than twice that of ordinary people, coupled with the guidance of the magic mirror, killing these robbers is like killing a bunch of chickens and dogs!

The corpses of more than a dozen robbers lay slanted on the ground, with blood splattered everywhere.

Even William was sprayed with the robber's blood all over his body, looking hideous and terrifying!

William looked at the sad-looking old woman behind him, then turned his head to look at the girl curled up in a ball in the corner, tilted his head, thought for a while, and then walked to the girl who was caught by the robber in the corner.

"Magic mirror, translate my words into the language here." William spoke in the language of the Kingdom of Florence.

"Okay, master!" The magic mirror replied.

William nodded and asked, "Where are you from?"

The girl who heard William's voice raised her head courageously, and saw William covered in blood at a glance, standing in front of her holding a blood-stained long sword.

The girl thought that William was going to kill her, her face turned pale instantly, her mind went blank, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she fell into a coma.

At this time, the magic mirror had just translated William's words, and its shrill voice no longer appeared in William's mind, but appeared in this empty basement, "I'm in custody..."

William stood there in embarrassment, um, I just asked a question!

Just when William was hesitating whether to wake up the timid girl, a clear and cheerful voice sounded from behind William.

Hearing this sound, William turned around abruptly. At the same time, the cross sword stood in front of his chest, making a defensive posture.

And a beautiful figure crawling out of the barrel behind the grieving old woman also caught William's eyes.

"Hero, let me answer your question. It is my pleasure!"

At the same time, the translation of the magic mirror also sounded in William's mind.

The girl in front of her had a pretty face. Although she was not as good as Snow White and her stepmother, she was still a rare beauty.

She has straw-colored hair, wheat-colored skin, three-dimensional features, European-style double eyelids, long eyelashes, and full lips.

She is wearing white clothes, although it cannot be said how luxurious,

But it seems that the quality is much better than the unconscious girl next to William.

Looking at her, William pondered for a moment, then nodded in a low voice, expressing his agreement.

The pretty girl who crawled out of the barrel, with a flash of joy in her eyes, said as she approached William.

"I am the daughter of a miller in a nearby village. My father's name is Mackas, and my name is Freya."

The girl named Freya spoke, and the magic mirror translated to William simultaneously.

"My father, he is a good father. When he saw that I was getting older, he wanted to talk about a good marriage for me."

"He wants to marry me to a family that can satisfy him, so that I can have a good home!"

"My family is also a wealthy family in the village, and there are not many families that can satisfy my father!"

"My father is satisfied with some nobles, but they look down on me, the miller's daughter, and only want me to be their mistress. This is unacceptable to my father! He flatly rejected these ugly requests! He really What a good father!"

This brave girl is still very emotional when she says this.

At this time, she had already walked two meters away from William, she paused, and took a careful look at William.

William's eyes were deep and deep, with an unfathomable look.

The daring girl secretly swallowed her saliva and continued.

"Later, a young man came from the village to propose to my father, and it was him!" the bold girl pointed at the bandit leader killed by William, and said bitterly.

"He looks very rich, and his manners are very decent. He said that he is from the city, and his father runs a hotel in the city. After a few days of getting along, my father was very satisfied with him, so he agreed to his marriage proposal. Marry me to him!"

"However, maybe it's God's hint, I don't love him! Even, I'm still afraid of him! I don't know why, when I see him, it's like a mouse seeing a cat! I'm so scared to death! I don't even dare to talk to him. He stays together!"

"This kind of life lasted for a while. He wanted to make out with me, but I refused!" When she said this, the girl looked up at William with a blush on her face.

But William remained silent.

Freya suddenly became overwhelmed, and quickly explained, "Of course, he never touched me!"

William remained unmoved.

Freya had no choice but to continue talking.

"Later, he couldn't stand it anymore. He told me, you are my fiancee, why don't you come to my house to see?"

"I don't want to go, so I just excuse that I don't know the way!"

"He still didn't give up. After thinking about it, he said that he had a house in the forest. He invited some guests and wanted to see me! On Sunday next week, which is today, he will go back to make preparations first, but he will be there Sprinkle some ashes on the road, along these ashes, I can find his home!"

"Actually, I don't want to go! But my father thinks I have to go, and I can't stay at home all the time!"

"So I was kicked out of the house! But I still felt uneasy, so I marked the road with broad beans and peas, just to remember the way home and not to spend the night with him!"

"But I still miscalculated! It took me all day to make the mark, and by the time I got to the house, it was already late at night."

"The house is quiet, only the old woman is in the basement!" Freya turned her head to look at the old woman, and found that she had come to the side of the robber leader at some point, kneeling beside his corpse, tears streaming down her face. down, crying silently.

Freya was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Grandma, what are you doing? The robbers are all dead, you should be happy!"

The old woman looked at Freya and William sadly, and said hoarsely, "He is my son!"

Freya fell silent all of a sudden!

William also knew what the old woman said from the magic mirror, and cast his gaze over it.

The atmosphere is a little frozen.

But the old woman was not afraid of William, the murderer, and said to herself, "I told him to stop doing these bad things, but he never listened! You see, the punishment has come, and it's too late to regret it!"

Freya seemed to remember something, and couldn't help asking, "The old lady, that parrot..."

"I taught it to say it! I just thought, maybe I could save some poor people, and it would be considered a good deed!" said the old woman, her eyes still not leaving her son's corpse.

Freya was silent again.

After a while, she looked at William and continued to say what she just said, but her tone was not as frank as before.

"The old woman told me that this is a den of robbers, and told me to run for my life! I was going to leave, but I didn't want to hear the sound outside. The old woman told me to hide in the wooden barrel, and then you came in. You know the rest Already!" Freya said quickly.

"Thank you! You are a great hero, you rescued me from the dark abyss! I think this must be God's arrangement, let me see you here again!"

"Hmm!" William hummed lightly, only the tone and words are the bridge across words!

It can either express understanding or agreement.

In short, there are several kinds of meanings, which are all up to individuals to understand, and they can only be felt, not explained in words!

After hearing this reply, William didn't say a word, and Freya was a little disappointed.

William was thinking about something, the old woman was crying silently, and Freya couldn't find anything to say.

For a while, the whole scene was a little quiet.

After a while, Freya finally couldn't hold back her emotions, and asked William proactively, "Hero, Freya is honored to have this honor. Do you know your name?"

name? Transliteration is fine, and this problem is not a big one.

William looked at the expectant little girl, his heart moved, he smiled slightly, and said, "We... Zorro!"

William Ben habitually called out the name William, and suddenly remembered that the queen was still eyeing him, not daring to reveal his real name. With a twist of his mind, a legendary name popped out of his mouth.

"Your name is..."

"Zoro!" William said heavily.