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

This thatched hut is a little larger than some other thatched huts, giving people a feeling of being a little more stable.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a sheep pen in front of the hut, but the sheep pen is empty and there is not a single sheep.

As William and the others walked over, a young man was walking out dejectedly. Behind them was a fat, tall man with blushing faces, gray hair, and a scent of sheep.

When Jerwit saw these two people, he shouted happily, "Gerry, are you back? Father, I'm back!"

The dejected young man was Grewitt's younger brother, the former owner of the little golden donkey, Grewitt.

And the fat tall man with a flushed face behind was their father, Old Witt and Delia Witt.

Hearing the sound, Griwitt and Old Witt both raised their heads in surprise.

Seeing Jerweit returning home, both Witt and his son looked very happy and smiled on their faces.

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

But Griwit's eyes turned to William Freya behind Jerweit, and then he looked at the little golden donkey holding Freya's hand.

The familiar figure immediately stimulated Griwitt's tense nerve.

He had just made a big ugly in front of his relatives and friends, and his little donkey could not pull out gold coins.

Friends and relatives laughed at him and his father, and the reputation of the Witt family disappeared.

This is what Griewet is worried about!

Looking at the little donkey, Griewet became more and more familiar with him, and the more he looked, he suddenly glared at William and Freya, and shouted loudly, "You thief, you stole my golden donkey!"

As he said that, Griwitt rushed towards Freya like a little mustang.

Old Witt looked confused and didn't know what was going on.

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

However, it's too late!

A few meters away from the two, Griwit rushed to Freya in the blink of an eye.

Then... Griewet's neck was choked by William, who suddenly appeared in front of Freya, and raised it with one hand, lifted it in the air.

Grewitt, who could not breathe, had blue veins on his face, stepped on his feet and slapped his hands, but he could not cause any hindrance to William, who was expressionless.

Jerwit pleaded again, "Sir Zorro, don't!"

"He is my brother!"

"This is a misunderstanding!"

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

Jerwitt's heart trembled, and he had no time to shout, "Father, don't!"

Then he saw his father, Old Witt, rushed to William with an unstoppable momentum, and was slapped by William with his other hand. He was like a top, spinning in place for several times, and then fell to the ground in a dizzy manner, foaming at his mouth.

At this time, William also felt that the young man who was strangled by him was no longer struggling. His eyes swept over and his eyes widened, giving people the feeling that he was about to burst out, 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 threw him next to Old Witt.

Jerwit rushed to them and took care of them.

The air rushed into Griewet's mouth. Griewet gasped and regained the motivation for life. He survived the disaster and looked at William in fear.

With the help of Jerweit, Old Wit also regained some of his sanity.

He looked at William with a thin figure, with complicated eyes and murmured, "This is a great force that is far beyond ordinary people..."

While sending an apology to William, Gerwit helped his younger brother and father up and said, "Gerry, why are you so impulsive? He is Lord Zorro of the Light of Justice! How could he be a thief?"

"You should thank Lord Zorro for your kindness! It is already your luck not to take your life!"

"Zorro? He is Zorro, the Light of Justice?" Grivelt looked in disbelief when he heard his brother's words.

"Yes!" Jerweit nodded with certainty.

Griwit's face suddenly turned pale, "But that donkey is really my golden donkey. If you don't believe me, look at me chant spells!"

"Brico Britt!"

Griwit chanted the spell in a hurry.

The golden donkey who heard the spell trembled and pulled up the gold coins on the spot.

Sparse!

I kept pulling more than a dozen gold coins before I stopped.

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

Jerweit was also shocked when he watched this magical scene.

After being stunned for 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, the trophy that Lord Zorro got from a despicable thief named Galia!"

"Galia?"

"Yes, the owner of the Reveller's hotel! He is the most despicable person I've ever seen! He stole the food table my teacher gave me! It was Lord Zorro who helped me, punished Gallia, and took back my property!" said Jerwit.

Unexpectedly, Griewet was even more excited, "Yes! I have stayed in the Carnival Hotel! It must be that he stole my donkey too!"

"This..." Jerweit was in a dilemma.

At this time, Freya squatted down, picked up more than a dozen gold coins under the golden donkey's butt and put them in her arms, then stood up, and said to the two brothers righteously, "No matter who this donkey belongs, now, it is undisputed that this is the property of Lord Zorro! Unless you can kill Lord Zorro!"

When Jerweit heard this, he smiled awkwardly and waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he did not have such thoughts.

Kill Zorro? As soon as the thought came, Griwitt remembered the experience of dying just now, and his body trembled, and his thought was extinguished.

Griwitt was immediately discouraged.

The scene fell into a dullness.

Old Witt's consciousness has almost recovered. Seeing this situation, he opened his mouth and said, "Okay, Gerry! You heard your brother say just now that Lord Zorro is your brother's benefactor, that is, our Witt family's benefactor! Don't talk about the Golden Donkey. Some things that do not belong to you will not belong to you after all!"

"Now, invite our benefactor into our house! I have some things to tell him!"

When Old Witt spoke, his eyes kept looking at William, as if he was looking at a rare treasure, or as if he was looking at a relative in the distance, full of enthusiasm!

William frowned slightly when he saw it, and he didn't know what Old Witt was trying to do.

He was beaten so "excited" when he was beaten. Could this big guy be involved in the alphabet circle?

When William thought of this possibility, he felt terrible!

However, he is very skilled and brave, and with a magic mirror reminds him that he can handle the idea calmly if he wants to do anything!

Old Witt said this. Although Griewet still had some small opinions in his heart, he did not dare to object in person. He followed Jerweit and said, "Yes, father."

It just so happened that William wanted to have a good exchange with Old Witt. It was rare that he would not be able to hold on to the past, so "passionate" that William happily agreed.

The father and son 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 everywhere.

There are some tools such as leather and files scattered around.

William only then remembered that the fairy tale "Table, Golden Donkey and Stick" introduced that Old Witt was a tailor!

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

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

A few people sat down!

As soon as he sat down, Old Witt couldn't help asking William, "Sir Zorro, Old Witt is more curious! You have superman strength, can you tell me how your strength is obtained?"

Freya's face turned cold when she was so direct about exploring other people's secrets.

And Jerweit also looked embarrassed.

William was very calm, shrugged and replied, "Let's pass on the family."

William's Knight exercise method comes from the Odyssey family, so there is nothing wrong with saying that.

But this vague answer made Old Witt misunderstand.

"I guessed it would be like this!"

Old Witt looked like "It's true".

"What?" William was a little puzzled.

Even Griwitt and Jerwitt looked puzzled on their faces.

Old Witt looked at them, pondered for a while, letting Griwitt close the door, then lowered his voice and said solemnly, "Sir Zorro, you are like us!"

What, he has no end to speak! William looked at Old Witt dissatisfiedly. He was here to ask about the animal companion's skill, not to guess the puzzle!

Everyone is very busy, don’t do it randomly!

Seeing William's expression, Old Witt was a little puzzled and said strangely, "Sir Zorro, hasn't your family mentioned it to you?"

He mentioned it? The Seventh Duke of Odyssey wished he could die, how could he mention it?
To be continued...