These abrupt words made Gallia, who had his back to William, so frightened that his whole body trembled, and the sword in his hand almost dropped to the ground.
Fortunately, he reacted in time and held the sword tightly, so this embarrassing thing did not happen.
Gallia turned around abruptly, looked at William slyly, and spoke hesitantly, "Zorro... Sir... are you there too? Hahaha, is that meal delicious?"
"It tastes pretty good." William curled his lips and said calmly, "If there weren't some special spices added to it."
Gallia broke out in a cold sweat, laughed dryly, pretending not to understand what William meant, "Just enjoy your meal!"
"It's quite pleasant!" William clucked his tongue and said, "Boss Gallia, you have an old friend, and it will be very pleasant to see you!"
While they were talking, two more people came down from the entrance of the cellar.
Freya and Gerwit.
As soon as Gervit came down, his eyes were attracted by the small table filled with delicious food.
He breathed faster and glared at Gallia fiercely, "I never thought that such a dirty soul could be hidden in the body of a normal person!"
"Galia, you thief, what else do you have to say now?"
After being criticized by Gervit, Gallia calmed down.
He looked at William and the other three, then at the gorgeous long sword in his hand, sneered, and emboldened himself, and said, "So what, my stupid Mr. Gerwit?"
"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 alertness is beyond my expectation! Your big sword is already in my hand, and you have no power now."
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"Really?" William looked at Gallia's performance with a playful smile.
Gallia's smile froze. He looked at William, who was confident, and then at the sword in his hand. He felt cruel and shouted, "Mr. Zorro, I have seen through you! Goodbye!"
Gallia rushed over with a long sword and slashed William head-on.
William shook his head and smiled contemptuously, "Greed is the devil's best friend!"
While speaking, William made a wrong move and avoided Gallia's unorganized blow. His right hand became a claw, like a poisonous snake, and he clamped it on Gallia's sword-holding wrist. With a strong force,
Gallia howled in agony, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.
William's eyes were indifferent, and he pulled his hand back. The terror increased and Gallia didn't react at all, and he was pulled in front of William.
William released his grip on Gallia's wrist, turned his claws into fists, pulled back slightly to gather strength, and punched Galia in the chest.
There was a dull sound of "Boom", and as soon as Poor Gallia got close to William, she stepped back, hit a pillar, and then collapsed to the ground.
His chest collapsed, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness to give up, blood foam kept leaving his mouth, and he couldn't say a word.
William walked up to Gallia, looked into his eyes, and said, "Fool! Those words of mine are all lies to you! My strength has always been within myself! Not relying on these flashy things!"
Gallia's pupils suddenly dilated. After struggling a few times, he stared at his feet and lost consciousness. He refused to rest in peace!
Gervit looked at this scene blankly, "You...killed him?"
"If he wants to kill me, I will kill him. Is there anything wrong with that?" William looked at Gervite unblinkingly, looking matter-of-factly.
"..." It makes sense, and Gerwit was speechless.
William said, "Okay, don't waste time. Gervit, as agreed, I will give you five thousand gold coins! Of course, those gold coins will also be given to you!"
William pointed to a pile of gold coins under the butt of the quiet little golden donkey.
"This is not good, Mr. Zorro... Please forgive me, I didn't mean to tarnish your character... I mean, don't you keep these gold coins? Maybe I can solve some for you when you walk on the earth.
A trivial inconvenience not worth mentioning!"
Gervit didn't feel any guilt at all, so he openly discussed with William the division of Gallia's property.
In this era, the victor does not need to be blamed and has the power to dispose of the spoils at will.
If Gallia, the thief who wanted to deprive them of their lives, dies, then his property belongs to William and the others.
In this world, it is a matter of course!
William looked at the little donkey, his eyes flashed, and he said with deep meaning, "No, Gerwit, I'll give you the gold coins, but this gourmet table and this little donkey belong to me!"
"Little donkey?" Gervit looked at the little donkey, which looked ordinary to all eyes, and asked in confusion, "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 one little donkey to help me carry some luggage."
"Okay, Mr. Gerwit, take the little donkey, the food table, and the gold coins with you. I still have some things to deal with!" William said.
"Your orders are my wishes, Mr. Zorro!" Gerwit began to get busy.
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After late at night, day came. William and Freya got up early and settled the hotel bill with Gallia's wife.
Gallia's boss was a burly woman. 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 there all night
There’s no going home!”
"Mrs. Gallia, maybe he went to a happy place." William shrugged and said calmly.
There was only one old drunkard in the hotel in the morning. Hearing William's words, he also laughed, "Yes, Mrs. Gallia, maybe there was a happy woman last night who made him forget to go home! Well, maybe more than
One! O happy Gallia!"
Mrs. Gallia had already accepted this argument in her heart, but she suddenly raised her eyebrows and glared fiercely at the old drunkard.
William, on the other hand, calmly took Freya out of this "reveler's hotel"!
They joined up with Gerwit, who was disguised and went out with a table and donkey, and headed east.
At noon, they came to a small village located at the foot of the mountain.
There is a plaque at the entrance of the small village that has withstood the wind and rain, and it says Procida in Najiriya language.
In the language of Tartaria, Procida also means the place of hope.
This small village called Procida is unremarkable, but just like a sparrow, a sparrow may be small but has all the internal organs.
Continuous wheat fields, various thatched mud houses, dirt roads that smell of grass and earth, and a stone church!
The spire at the top of the church stands so high that it seems to be inserted into the sky!
This is the church of Holy Light.
The Lord of Holy Light is the belief of this world and is very popular in many places.
The Kingdom of Florence, where William used to live, is close to the north, and the power of the Holy Light Holy Court has not been fully penetrated. Coupled with the existence of the Queen, a witch, the entire country has little faith in the Lord of Holy Light.
But it is also because of this that 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 rise of William, they did not take advantage and had to return in defeat!
After returning to his hometown, Gerwit was very excited and kept introducing to William, "Mr. Zorro, welcome to my hometown as a guest! When my father sees you, he will definitely welcome you very much! You are Zorro.
Luo! The light of justice!”
"He is an experienced tailor. His name is Dryawit. People in the village call him Old Wit. He has a..."
William listened quietly with a smile in his eyes. Coming to Gerwit's hometown was not William's impromptu move.
He has been planning this for a long time.
In addition to being interested in Gerwit's little brother's stick, William also had great ideas about the ability of "animal companions" secretly rumored by the Gerwit family.
He wanted to meet Gervit's father and have a good chat!
William was always interested in things that could make him stronger.
As for Freya, she only had William in her eyes. She never objected to any decision William made, even if it was all kinds of shameful animal postures on the bed!