The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Jerewit thanked William with complicated eyes, Thank you!

William pursed his lips and did not speak, but Freya asked, There is no need to thank you! But who are you? Who are they? Why are you chasing you?

Freya asked three questions, and then looked at Gerwit without blinking.

William listened quietly.

Hearing Freya's question, Gerwit smiled wryly, with endless regret in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and then replied, They are the city guards of Buji City, and they are here to hunt me down!

City Guard? Freya was slightly surprised.

Seeing this, Jerewit hurriedly said, Don't worry, they are here to chase me! You helped me once, and I won't implicate you! I'm leaving now!

With that said, Jerewitt was about to leave.

Freya quickly stopped him, Stop! Do you think we are afraid that you will implicate us?

After wandering with William for so long, Yi Gao dared to say that she was Freya.

Her shout was very powerful, Jerewit stopped, looked at William and Freya and said in a daze, Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you? They are the people of the city lord of Buji City...

William was very calm from the beginning to the end, he just shrugged, and Freya gave him a blank look, Of course, how could a lion be scared by a group of hyenas! You just tell your grievances, if we can help you if!

Jerewit smiled wryly and shook his head. He still didn't believe that the power of William and Freya could resist the city lord of Buji City, but he said simply, But the city lord of Buji City just took a fancy to one of my things.

Oh, did he succeed? Freya didn't take it seriously. They had encountered too many such things in the past six months, and they were already numb.

No! Because I was too careless and too vain, that item has already been stolen by another person! Jerewit said bitterly, thinking of Gallia, regretting endlessly.

In this way, logically, the Lord of Buji City shouldn't chase you?

However, the Lord of Buji City didn't believe that the item was stolen, he thought it was in my hands. Jerewit said helplessly.

You can tell that Boogie City lord... Freya came to her senses halfway through speaking, closed her mouth, and laughed at herself. Do commoners and nobles have a fair chance to communicate these days?

It's useless! But I won't give up, one day, I'll get back what belongs to me! Jerewit said vowedly, his eyes burning with persistent flames.

After a pause, Jerewit said gratefully, I really want to thank you for not exposing me! May I know the names of the two of you?

Freya! My name is Freya! Freya said, then pointed to William, and introduced, And his name is Zorro!

When Freya introduced herself, Jerewit didn't respond much. There are not five hundred women named Freya in Tataria, but four hundred!

But when he heard William's name, Jerewit was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and became excited.

He opened his eyes and looked at William, Are you Zorro? Are you the famous Zorro? Are you the chivalrous Zorro?

For the past six months, it wasn't that William had done with Freya.

In fact, the law and order in Tataria is very poor. The robbers he met when he just crossed over were not an exception, but quite normal.

William and Freya met many bandits outside.

In line with the purpose of being a chivalrous man (replenishing energy for the magic mirror), William never refuses the robbers who come to his door, with a knife in his hand and blood flowing all the way!

This not only effectively enhanced the sense of security of the people of the Tataria Alliance, but also gave William and Freya a great reputation.

Zorro, William's pseudonym, is known as the Light of Justice!

And Freya is called the Flower of Justice!

Although Jerewit spent most of his time working and studying with his teacher, Zorro's reputation has already been heard like thunder!

William's behavior, to ordinary working people, is like a ray of light in the darkness, giving them a shot in the arm.

William, or Zorro, is faintly showing signs of being mythologized by the people.

This is why Jerewitt is so excited.

Looking at Jerewitt's expectant eyes, William nodded calmly, and admitted generously, Yes, I am!

Jerewitt's eyes lit up suddenly, he looked at William, and muttered, Yes, the black Pippen, the cross sword, yes, and that sexy mustache...it's Zoro, that's right. Already!

Jieer didn't have any doubts because of him, he believed what others said!

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Freya, and asked in an affirmative tone, Then you must be Freya, the Flower of Justice, right?

There was a hint of color in Freya's eyes, but she pretended not to care, and said modestly, Hehe, I'm Freya! The Flower of Justice is just a nickname given to me by others, and it can't be taken seriously. of!

No, in my opinion, the flower of justice seems to be a word created for you! No matter how stupid Geerwitt was, he would not take Freya's words seriously, but praised Freya seriously.

Sure enough, Freya smiled like a flower.

Jerewitt turned to William again, knelt down, and begged, Master Zorro, please help me and uphold justice for me!

You want me to help you kill the people of Buji City Lord? William asked, frowning slightly.

He killed the robber to replenish energy for the magic mirror.

And the fame brought after killing the robbers is the result.

It is impossible for him to turn the result over the cause. In order to maintain his so-called reputation, he rushed forward to any injustice.

As far as he can, he helps others to uphold justice, eliminates the strong and helps the weak.

But the lord of Buji City is no better than those robbers. Without enough interests, he will not foolishly go all out!

Jerewitt was also self-aware, and did not make such excessive demands on William. He raised his head, looked at William expectantly, and said, No, Master Zorro, how can I make such excessive demands! I just want to request You, help me find what I lost and punish the thief who stole from me!

William raised his brows and said, It's not easy to find the thief who stole your things.

Master Zorro, do I know who stole my things? Jerewit said again.

Okay. Jerewit has talked about this, what else can William say, he said, What was stolen from you? Who stole it from?

If it's not a very troublesome matter, if it goes well, William will help him.

Thank you Master Zoro! Jerewit was excited, I was stolen by a hotel owner called Reveler in Phuket City!

The table? Even the table? Freya couldn't help interjecting, her eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

Beautiful Flower of Justice, Miss Freya, this is not an ordinary table. It was given to me by my teacher. It is a table that can automatically conjure delicious food! Jerwilliam explained.

What! It wasn't Freya who responded the most, but William.

He looked at Jerewit in shock, which was in sharp contrast to his previous calmness, and actually frightened Freya and Jerewit who were equally astonished.

Master Zorro, is there a problem? After a pause, Jerewit asked without confidence.

has a problem! Of course there are problems!

Why did William wander around with Freya?

It's not about looking for opportunities!

An opportunity to solve the food crisis and financial crisis in his village!

But for a long time, he had no other gains except for the thousands of gold coins he got after killing the robbers.

William had already given up, but now Jerewitt's a table that automatically conjures gourmet food suddenly brought back his memories, reminding him of a fairy tale.

If what Jerewitt said was true, then after obtaining those treasures, his survival crisis would be resolved!

Can't help William not being serious!

William secretly calmed down, then helped Jerewitt up, and said, Jerwitt, you... tell me all about the situation. Be specific.

Freya didn't understand why William's reaction was so strong. Although this treasure is indeed miraculous, it shouldn't be.

But she's a smart girl, uh, woman, and what William cares about is what she cares about.

So she stood quietly and listened silently.

Okay, Master Zorro, this matter starts when I was driven away by my father...