William took Freya and followed Gerwitt to a hut in the middle of the village.

This thatched hut is a little larger than some of the other thatched huts and feels a little more stable.

The most striking thing is that there is a sheepfold in front of the hut, but the sheepfold is empty, and there is not a single sheep.

As William and the others walked past, a young man came out dejectedly, followed by a tall fat old man with a red face, gray hair, and a smell of sheep.

When Gervet saw the two men, he shouted happily, "Gerry, are you back?" Father, I'm back! ”

The dejected young man was none other than Gerwitt's younger brother and the original owner of the little golden donkey, Glivett.

And the tall and fat old man with a flushed face in the back was none other than their father, Old Witt, Deriawitt.

Hearing the voice, both Glivett and Old Witt looked up in surprise.

Seeing Gervit, who had returned home, Witt and his son looked very happy and smiled.

Old Witt's eyes were always on his eldest son.

But Glivett's gaze shifted to William Freya behind Gelwitt, and then to the little golden donkey that Freya was holding in her hand.

The familiar figure immediately stimulated Gliveitt's tense nerves.

He had just made a big fool of himself in front of his friends and family, and his little donkey couldn't pull out the gold coins at all.

Friends and family laughed at him and his father, and the Witt family's reputation was shattered.

This is what Glivett is worried about!

Looking at the little donkey, Glivett became more and more familiar, and he glared at William and Freya, and roared, "You thief, you stole my golden donkey!" ”

As he spoke, Glivett slammed into Freya's position like a little wild horse.

Old Witt looked confused, not knowing what was going on.

But Gerwitt's face changed, and he shouted, "Gerry, don't! ”

However, it was too late!

A few meters between the two, Glivet rushed to Freya in the blink of an eye.

And then...... Glivett's neck was choked by William, who suddenly appeared in front of Freya, and he lifted it up with one hand and lifted it in the air.

Unable to breathe, Glivett's face was bruised, his feet were in the air, and his hands were clapped chaotically, but he could not cause the slightest obstacle to the expressionless William.

Gerwett pleaded again, "Lord Zorro, don't! ”

"He's my brother!"

"It's a misunderstanding!"

Gerwitt was still talking, worried about his son, old Witt rushed towards William like an angry old bull, trying to save his son.

Gerwitt's heart trembled, and he only had time to shout, "Father, don't!" ”

Then he saw his father, Old Witt, rush to William with an unstoppable momentum, and was slapped by William's other hand, and the whole person was like a spinning top, spinning in place a few times, and then fell to the ground in a daze, foaming at the mouth.

And at this time, William also felt that the young man who was being choked by his neck did not struggle, his eyes swept over, his eyes widened, giving people the feeling that he was about to burst, his mouth was wide open, and his hands were weak.

William snorted coldly, knowing that if he didn't let go, he would die, so he casually left him next to old Witt.

Gelwitt hurriedly rushed to their side to take care of them.

The air rushed into Glivett's mouth, and Glivett gasped for breath, regaining the impetus to live, and looked at William in fear for the rest of his life.

And old Witt, with the help of Gerwitt, also regained some sanity.

He looked at William, who was slender and tall, his eyes were complicated, and he muttered, "This is far beyond ordinary people's strong ......."

Gervit gave William an apologetic look as he lifted his brother and father up and said, "Gerry, why are you so impulsive?" He's Lord Zorro, the Light of Justice! How could he be a thief? ”

"You have to thank Lord Zorro for his kindness! It's already your luck that it didn't take your life! ”

"Zorro? Is he Zorro, the Light of Justice? Glivett looked incredulous when he heard his brother's words.

"Yes!" Gelwitt nodded affirmatively.

Glivett's face turned pale, "But that donkey is really my golden donkey." Don't believe me, watch me recite mantras! ”

"Brico Britt!"

Glivett snapped the incantation.

The golden donkey, who heard the spell, shook his body and pulled up the gold coin on the spot.

Sparsely lala!

It took a dozen gold coins to stop.

"Look, Jer, this is my golden donkey! The golden donkey that my teacher gave me! Grivetra took Gelwitt's hand and said aggrievedly.

Gervit looked at this magical scene and was also stunned.

After a few seconds, he said in embarrassment, "Gerry, I don't know if this donkey is yours!" But this donkey is Lord Zorro's trophy, a trophy that Lord Zorro got from a despicable thief named Galia! ”

"Galia?"

"Yes, the owner of the hotel's reveler! He's the most despicable and shameless person I've ever met! He stole the food table that my teacher gave me! It was Lord Zorro who helped me, punished Galia, and reclaimed my property! Gelvet said.

Unexpectedly, Glivett was even more emotional, "That's right! I've also stayed at the reveler's hostel! It must have been him who stole my donkey! “

"This ......" Gerwitt was torn between a corner.

At this time, Freya squatted down, picked up a dozen gold coins from under the golden donkey's buttocks, and put them in her arms, then stood up and said to the two brothers in a righteous manner, "No matter whose donkey it is, but now, indisputably, this is the property of Lord Zorro!" Unless, you can kill Lord Zorro! ”

Gervit smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and waved his hand again and again, indicating that he had no such thoughts.

Kill Zorro? As soon as the thought came to him, Glivett remembered the near-death experience just now, and his body trembled, and the thought was suddenly extinguished.

Glivett was discouraged.

The scene fell into a dreary.

Old Witt's consciousness had almost recovered, and when he saw this, his mouth opened and he said, "All right, Gerry! You also heard from your brother just now that Lord Zorro is your brother's benefactor, that is, the benefactor of our Witt family! Don't talk about the golden donkey, there are some things that don't belong to you, they don't belong to you after all! ”

"Now, invite our benefactor into our house! I have something to tell him! ”

As old Witt spoke, his eyes kept looking at William, as if he were looking at a rare treasure, and as if he were looking at a distant relative, full of eager light!

Seeing William's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know what old Witt was thinking.

He was still so "excited" to be beaten, could it be that this big guy was a mixed circle?

The thought of this possibility made William feel terrible!

However, he is a master of art and bold, and he is reminded by the magic mirror, and he can deal with it indifferently if old Witt has any idea!

Old Witt said so, and although Glivett still had a little opinion in his heart, he didn't dare to object to it in person, and followed Gerwitt and said, "Yes, father." ”

It just so happened that William also wanted to have a good communication with old Witt, and it was rare for people to ignore their previous suspicions, so "enthusiastic", William readily agreed.

The three fathers and sons of the Witt family led William into their home!

The hygiene in the Witt family's house was not much better, and there was a strange smell that permeated the surroundings.

There were some leathers and tools like files scattered around.

Only then did William remember that the fairy tale "The Table, the Golden Donkey and the Stick" introduced old Witt as a tailor!

Looking at the smell of sheep on his body, William thought he was a shepherd before!

The old Witt family should be considered wealthy, and there are several wooden chairs in the house, although rough and old, but they are still solid and durable.

A few people sat down!

As soon as he sat down, Old Witt couldn't help but ask William, "Lord Zorro, Old Witt is more curious!" You have superhuman strength, can you tell me how you got it? ”

Listen to other people's secrets so directly? Freya's face was cold.

And Gelwitt was also full of embarrassment.

William, however, was calm, shrugged his shoulders, and replied, "Family heirloom." ”

William's knightly workouts came from the Odyssey, and there's no mistake to say that.

But this vague answer made old Witt misunderstand.

"I guessed it would be like this!"

Old Witt had a "sure enough" expression.

"What?" William was a little baffled.

Even Glivett and Gerwitt had puzzled expressions on their faces.

Old Witt looked at them, muttered for a while, asked Glivet to close the door tightly, then lowered his voice and said solemnly, "Lord Zorro, you are just like us!" ”

What, there is no beginning and no end to the speech! William looked at old Witt dissatisfied, he was here to ask about the skill of the animal companion, not to guess the dumb riddle!

Everyone is very busy, don't mess around, okay!

Seeing William's expression, Old Witt was a little puzzled, and said strangely, "Lord Zorro, didn't your family mention it to you?" ”

Mentioned? The Archduke Odyssey VII longed for him to die, how could he mention it?

William grimaced and shook his head.

Old Witt frowned, and said to himself, "Have you lost the family inheritance?" ”

"Father, what the hell are you talking about?" Gelwitt, who was listening in a daze, couldn't help but interject.

Old Witt sighed, looked at William, who locked his eyebrows, and then at his son, and made up his mind, "It's time, you should also know this secret!" ”

Old Witt looked at William with burning eyes, "Lord Zorro, I said, you are just like us!" ”

"Because we are all continuators of the bloodline of the old gods!"

"We have the blood of ancient gods or strange creatures, thin but undoubted."

"I guess, Lord Zorro, you should have the blood of Hercules, the god of Hercules, in your veins! Because you have power far beyond mortals! ”

William, Freya, and Witt Sr.'s two sons, Glivett and Gerwitt, were stunned.

How can you become a son of God?

William felt like he had gone out to take a taxi in his previous life, but the taxi master told him that you were Li Ka-shing's illegitimate son......

William even wondered if he had gone on the wrong set?

Isn't he wearing Grimm's fairy tales? How did it become a Greek mythology?