Give your name

"Ha ha ha, this is really too wonderful, too wonderful! Boy, that guy is right, you are not only an idiot, but also a huge idiot! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Behind a bush, the beggar dropped his bag and began carefully unwrapping a plastic bag he was carrying. He picked up the five boxes and gently opened the first one.

The head of the baby girl, exposed.

Little beggar bit by bit stripped off the deliberately hollowed out lunch box, the inside of the baby girl was filled with a lot of cotton, should not be too cold. She opened her eyes, and when she saw the little beggar again, she purred with joy.

Tearing open the lunch box, the beggar quickly took out a piece of cloth from the handbag, the baby girl's body tightly wrapped up. At first, leaving the warmth of the cotton, the baby girl appeared to be a little cold, little body trembling. But at last the little beggar was fast enough to cover her before her face turned blue, and bring her warmth again.

"How interesting! I wish you had thought of such an idea. People do not pay too much attention to the things in front of them, but all will go to check those hidden places. But other than that, if someone is a little more flexible in their thinking, they go through what's in front of them, and after making sure that nothing is wrong, they stop looking at other places that, at first glance, can't be hidden. You once again let me see the disgrace of other people's wrong judgment eyes, too good, too good! Ha ha ha!"

The little beggar silently picked up the baby girl, put the macaroni into the bag, and stepped away from the bushes.

The snow was deep on the road, and after being rolled over by the passing carriages, it became as slippery as ice. The little beggar moved his feet carefully, and his small body was hidden by other pedestrians and carriages.

What was his destination after leaving sennagh?

"The stag empire... Where to go? The wind blows in the sand... Where is it?"

As they walked along the street, the little beggar, with his head bowed, stopped in front of a coachman driving a hay wagon.

The coachman, who was sitting by the side of his cart, smoking a cigarette, paused for a moment when a ragged little beggar appeared.

"The stag empire? Ah, you mean the empire that stands in the southeast desert? The capital wind blowing sand city... That would be difficult."

The beggar did not leave, he continued to stand in front of the driver, and asked again, "how can I get there?"

"You want to 'walk' to the windy city? Poof... Ha ha... Ha ha ha ha ha!"

For some reason the coachman laughed loudly, as if he had heard something very interesting. He laughed wildly, covered his stomach, and even started coughing from the smoke.

"You little idiot, you want to walk by? Do you have any idea how far the stag empire is from here? If you can get a ticket to covey's magic train, that's fine. Otherwise, the desert known as the 'sea of death' would be enough to kill a little idiot like you a thousand times over! Walk past? No two or three years, you want to walk there? Ha ha ha ha ha!"

The cabby laughed again, clutching his stomach. In this climate of ice and snow, the ability to listen to other people's idiocy is the most effective form of entertainment and recreation. He puffed out the smoke in his lungs and ducked his head again, ready to continue laughing at the little beggar...

At the moment, there is no sign of anyone.

In the crowd, the little beggar walked in silence with his head down.

"You want to go to the stag empire, boy? Why is that? !"

Blood pupil unpredictably open, staring at the small beggar.

The little beggar didn't answer. He just looked at the baby girl in his arms. Accept his line of sight, the little baby girl also "wu ah wu ah" joy call up, the spirit seems to be good.

"....................."

"Cheep, I realize that communicating with you is a real struggle. Come on! I don't care what you want. Now you can think of things in your 'idiot' head, will make me very angry."

"....................."

"Cheep, no fun."

Angry, dark out closed his eyes, no longer speak.

Ten minutes later...

"Very strange, you boy."

After the brief silence, dark out seems unwilling to open the blood pupil again, looking at the small beggar.

"I say, I just called you an idiot, and you didn't respond at all? And it wasn't just the soldiers or the coachman who called you an idiot, and I didn't even feel a little emotion in you?"

The little beggar glanced at him, his cold eyes covered with frost.

"I say, are you not angry at all?"

"............ Why am I angry?"

Getting such an answer, dark extinction seems to suddenly come interested, said: "this is not obvious? An idiot is an insult. They are calling you names, belittling you, belittling you for no reason at all. Although I can understand that people can tolerate such insults in order to achieve their goals. But a person's self-esteem is certainly not allowed to call you an idiot all day long. Besides, you're not an idiot."

"............ So?"

"So? They are insulting your dignity and degrading your character. Are you not angry at all?"

"Dignity will buy no bread."

A simple response from the little beggar made the blood pupil that still wanted to go on to open wide in an instant. It seemed to hear an answer that it should not have heard, but soon the astonished blood pupils began to shrink into a sinister smile.

"I see. Dignity will buy no bread. Not for sulla. I forgot that you don't take your dignity and your character seriously as long as you live. Gutter rats never need respect, do they?"

".................."

"Well, I've got a good idea. Didn't you say you didn't have a name?"

The pedestrians on the road gradually scattered at each fork in the road, the foot of the ice slowly become snow, a foot down, issued creak sound.

The eyes of the blood are wide, staring at the face that is no different from this cold world, and slowly said: "in this case, I will give you a name. Just as you told me that my name is' omni ', I will tell you that your name is' idiocy '. Good name, isn't it?"

The beggar did not respond. He just held the baby girl in his arms and set off on his way to the town of cuvi.

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The cold wind swept, as the sun rises and sets, rolled over the whole sad continent.

In the far south, perhaps the tenderness of spring has begun to touch people's cheeks, bringing them warm climates, comfortable green grass and ice-breaking rivers.

But here, in the far northwest. Snow, is still the main melody here, they drift and disorderly, with a beautiful appearance to confuse the hungry and cold people, devouring their lives.

The little beggar walked on in silence. No, he had a name now, so he could no longer be called "little beggar". A child given the name "idiot" by the dark dark, has been carrying the baby girl in his arms for five days on the desolate northwest ice.

Perhaps, dark to give him this name in some time really is not wrong. To travel all the way from the border city of sennag to the desert country of the southeastern interior is an idiotic thing to think about. But he did, and embarked on what seemed like an endless journey.

The road has been frozen in for too long. The carriage creaked as it passed. After five days of walking, the idiot finally arrived at his first destination, the town of cuvee. Just take the magic train from here, then can save him the journey time which is difficult to calculate.

"Ho ~~~!"

The town of cuvee, part of the crystal ice republic, is located on the border of three nearby countries, so it is nominally part of the crystal ice republic, but the republic itself does not interfere much with the town. The town began to feel like China. It was not the desolation of the place that made the faint whistle; on the contrary, it was a scene far more lively than it should have been in a neglected region.

A large banner hung at the mouth of the town, and colorful balloons were everywhere. Along the main road to the center of the town were various stalls. Groceries, food, and even magic divination, which had been forbidden, also appeared.

"What a riot! Hello, hello, is this really a town without any property characteristics, the slightest economic development? It's a little cosmopolitan!"

Many people, dark out of the blood pupil did not open. But its voice did not hesitate to enter the brain of the idiot.

The idiot witnessed the lively scene, eyes covered with ice is more thick. He had heard of the town when he was in sennagh, and it was by no means highly regarded. But in this case, that means something must have happened here.

But whatever happens, it has nothing to do with idiots. His purpose is only the train here, and the destination blowing sand city.

"Hello! Aren't you going to have a look? Look at the bustle here?"

The dark voice stirred.

"....................."

"Cheep, ok, I know ~~~! You are an idiot who is only interested in what he CARES about and doesn't care about anything else. All right, all right! Let's go! Get on that damn train and eat the sand in that damn stag empire!"