"Quack..." The leading robber died, but it was the decrepit old woman who made the sad voice.
"Master, she said, no..."
In fact, William probably guessed this meaning without the magic mirror translation.
However, William did not look back. At this time, his attention was focused on the group of robbers in front of him.
Their faces were full of shock, and they had not yet reacted to the sudden death of their leader.
However, William was not a gentleman and was willing to wait for these robbers to come to their senses.
Killing him while he was sick was William's purpose.
"Whoosh..." The sound of the long sword piercing the air.
I saw a dark shadow flashing past, and the robber who was praised by the robber leader also had his throat slit by William.
"ah!"
He let out a scream and struggled and fell down.
His screams woke up the other robbers. They looked at each other with anger in their eyes. They picked up the thing in their hands, howled to embolden themselves, and rushed towards William.
William sneered and kicked out, as fast as lightning, hitting the robber at the front.
The robber flew out immediately, knocking back several people behind him.
William stepped forward with the sword in his hand and slashed with the long sword. A robber was cut open from the center of his eyebrows down to his Adam's apple.
Then he turned left and avoided the mace coming from another robber.
Using his waist and legs, he slashed in a semicircle and cut off the robber holding the mace from the waist.
"Clang, clang, clang..." Within a few minutes, not a dozen robbers were left, and they were all killed by William.
William's strength and reflexes are twice that of ordinary people, and coupled with the guidance of the magic mirror, killing these bandits is like killing a bunch of chickens and dogs!
The corpses of more than a dozen robbers were lying on the ground in a staggered manner, with blood splattered everywhere.
Even William's body was sprayed with the robber's blood, looking hideous and terrifying!
William looked at the sad old woman behind him, then turned to look at the girl curled up in a ball in the corner. He tilted his head, thought for a while, and walked to the girl in the corner who had been captured by the robber.
"Magic Mirror, translate my words into the language here." William said in the language of the Kingdom of Florence.
"Okay, Master!" the magic mirror responded.
William nodded and said, "Where are you from?"
The girl who heard William's voice mustered up the courage to raise her head and saw William, covered in blood, standing in front of her holding a blood-stained sword.
The girl thought that William was going to kill her, so her face instantly became bloodless, her mind went blank, and she fell into a coma as soon as her eyes closed.
At this time, the magic mirror had just translated William's words. Its high-pitched voice no longer appeared in William's mind, but appeared in the empty basement, "Detention Gualiba..."
William stood there awkwardly, uh, I just asked a question!
Just when William was hesitating whether to wake up this timid girl, a crisp and cheerful voice sounded from behind William.
Hearing this voice, William turned around suddenly, and at the same time, he stood the cross sword on his chest in 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. This is my honor!"
At the same time, the translation of the magic mirror also sounded in William's mind.
The girl in front of me has a beautiful face. Although she is not as beautiful as Snow White and her stepmother the Queen, she is still a rare beauty.
She has straw-colored hair, wheat-colored skin, three-dimensional facial features, European-style double eyelids, long eyelashes, and full lips.
She was wearing white clothes. Although it could not be said to be very luxurious, it seemed to be of much better quality than the unconscious girl next to William.
Looking at her, William pondered for a moment, then nodded lowly to express his agreement.
The pretty girl climbed out of the barrel, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she said as she approached William.
"I am the daughter of a miller from a nearby village. My father's name is Max and my name is Freya."
The girl named Freya said this, and the magic mirror simultaneously translated for William.
"My father, he is a good father. When he saw that I was getting older, he wanted to find a good marriage for me."
"He wants to marry me to a family that satisfies him so that I can have a good home!"
"My family is also a wealthy one in the village. There are not many families that can satisfy my father!"
"My father was satisfied with some nobles, but they looked down upon me, the miller's daughter, and only wanted me to be their mistress. This was unacceptable to my father! He flatly rejected these ugly requests! He really
What a good father!"
This brave girl was very emotional when she said this.
At this time, she had reached a position two meters away from William. She paused and took a careful look at William.
William's eyes were deep and unfathomable.
The bold girl swallowed secretly and continued talking.
"Later, a young man came to the village and proposed to my father, it was him!" The bold girl pointed at the bandit leader who was killed by William and said bitterly.
"He looked very rich and behaved very well. He said that he was from the city and his father ran a hotel in the city. After getting along with him for a few days, my father was very satisfied with him and agreed to his proposal.
Marry me to him!"
"However, maybe it's a hint from God, I don't love him! In fact, I'm very afraid of him! I don't know why, when I see him, I'm like a mouse seeing a cat! I'm so scared! I don't even dare to follow him.
He stays together!”
"This situation lasted for a while. He wanted to be intimate with me, but I rejected him!" When she said this, the girl looked up at William with a blush on her face.
But William remained silent.
Freya suddenly became worried about gains and losses, and quickly explained, "Of course, he never met me!"
William remained unmoved.
Freya had no choice but to continue speaking.
"Later, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He told me, you are my fiancée, why don't you come to my house to see me?"
"I don't want to go, so I just use the 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 prepare things first, but he will
Sprinkle some ashes on the road and follow the ashes and I can find his home!"
"Actually, I don't want to go! But my father thinks that I must 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 spend the night at his place!"
"But I miscalculated! It took me all day to make the marks, and by the time I got to the house, it was already late at night."
"It was quiet in the house. Only the old woman was in the basement!" Freya looked back at the decrepit old woman and found that she had come to the side of the bandit leader and knelt beside his body with tears streaming down her face.
Come down and cry silently.
Freya was stunned and said hurriedly, "Old lady, what are you doing? The robbers are all dead, you should be happy!"
The old woman looked at Freya and William sadly and said in a hoarse voice, "He is my son!"
Freya fell silent for a moment!
William also learned what the old woman said from the magic mirror and cast his gaze over her.
The atmosphere is a bit solid.
But the old woman was not afraid of William, the murderer, and said to herself, "I have told him not to do these bad things again, but he always doesn't listen! Look, when the punishment comes, it's too late to regret it!"
Freya seemed to have remembered something and couldn't help but ask, "That old woman, that parrot..."
"I taught it how to say it! I just thought that maybe I could save some poor people, which would be a good thing!" the old woman said, her eyes never leaving her son's body.
Freya was silent again.
After a while, she looked at William and continued what she had just said, but her tone was not as frank as before.
"The old woman told me this was a den of robbers and told me to run for my life! I was about to leave, but I didn't want to hear the noise outside. The old woman asked me to hide in the barrel, and then you came in. You also know the rest.
Got it!" Freya said quickly.
"Thank you! You are a great hero who saved me from the abyss of darkness! I think this must be God's arrangement for me to see you here again!"
"Yeah!" William hummed softly. Only the tone of voice and words can bridge the gap between words!
It can express both understanding and agreement.
In short, there are several meanings, and it all depends on the individual to understand them. They can only be understood without words!
After hearing this reply and William not saying a word, Freya was a little disappointed.
William was thinking about things in his mind, 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 control her mood and asked William proactively, "Great hero, does Freya have the honor to know your name?"
Name? Just transliterate it, it’s not a big problem.
William looked at the expectant little girl, his heart moved, he smiled slightly and said, "Wei... Zorro!"
William habitually called out the name William, but suddenly he remembered that the queen was still eyeing him and did not dare to reveal his real name. As soon as his mind turned, a legendary name burst out of his mouth.