As the best-looking child in the orphanage (self-proclaimed), Ilkoror has always believed that one day an angel will come down and take me away, and I will live a happy life without worrying about food and drink. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, he is not just a little boy who knows how to have fun, he also has a great dream, which is to become a super powerful magician. He had left the hospital to find a real magician to be his teacher, but it was clear that he had not succeeded.

His slightly curly hair glowed with pale gold in the sunlight, his bright blue eyes could see his wit and innocence, and his upright facial features were still soft with a hint of softness, giving people a sense of quietness.

His appearance is very exquisite, not like a child abandoned by ordinary people, but he seems to be a little malnourished as a small man.

As an ordinary child, when he was very young, he asked the bald dean how he was picked up, and he was full of anticipation.

A tall old man in a brown coat that had been washed to fade, with a somewhat round face but definitely not a fat man, told him in embarrassment, you were a gift from me when I went out to buy pork.

Since then, Ilcoror has never asked this stupid question again.

In the orphanage there is an old nurse who likes to tell stories, she has gray hair and is slow to move, people say that she has lived to be more than 100 years old, but her face is still purple, she looks bright, especially when it comes to storytelling, she will become very energetic.

Ilcoror's favorite thing to do was to listen to the old nurse sit among the children and tell stories about the blue-robed magician, which were based on his first impressions of the magician:

A long, long time ago, there was a powerful empire in the southern part of the Bigg Continent, the Sun Empire, which was the only super empire on the continent at that time, prosperous under the rule of His Majesty the Great Emperor, with strong military and financial resources.

And in the far north, there is a small country called the Ice and Snow Country, which is close to the permafrost ice field and is cold three seasons a year.

For some reason, the Empire's Joy the Great unleashed a war that lasted for decades, from the southern part of the continent to the northernmost part of the continent, and the Ice and Snow Nation faced its destruction.

At that moment, a group of magicians in blue robes, standing on the towering frozen city walls and waving their staffs, appeared!

Countless bones poured out of the ground, slicing together into one skeleton after another, and they made a gurgling sound and rushed towards the living flesh.

The first moment was the most terrifying, and there was nothing more pitiful than a group of terrified soldiers who rushed at a group of bone soldiers who would not be killed with their weapons, screaming in despair, running, and falling in a raging blizzard.

The howling storm blocked the cavalry's advance, and the ground under their feet was frozen and unable to move forward, and the huge icicles directly pierced the horse's belly and the soldiers on the horses, and countless corpses stood on the icicles, and the blood flowed down and condensed into lumps.

The blue-robed mage is like a demon in the world, mercilessly devouring humble life. The sun was still shining in front of me, and the cold walls were littered with broken corpses.

Emperor Joy knew that the tide was over, and at this moment standing in the tent, he felt that his world had completely collapsed and could no longer be repaired, and then, he no longer knew how to hold on, and slowly fell to the ground. The war had hollowed out the wealth that the empire had accumulated for thousands of years, the plague struck quietly, the civilians were killed and wounded, and the empire was completely divided in the struggle for power among the princes and princes, and finally lost its former glory.

And the last words of Joy the Great to posterity turned out to be "We have all been deceived!"

On the way back to the imperial capital, the body was stolen and disappeared.

"Old granny, is the story true, are those blue-robed magicians really that powerful!" Ilcoror looked at the old granny expectantly, his big eyes blinking as he waited for her answer. "Then why did His Majesty the Emperor say that he was deceived?"

The old nurse looked into the distance with kind eyes and gently stroked Yi'er's head, "If you were someone close to the emperor, would you persuade him not to start this war?"

Yi'er looked at the old nurse as if he didn't understand, and he said, "I don't want to be the emperor's side in the future, I want to be as powerful as a blue-robed magician!" The old granny smiled and didn't speak, and when it was time to prepare dinner, she got up and twisted her body and left the courtyard.

The bald dean hurried back from outside, forgetting to take off his hat, and shouted loudly, "Il!

Still in the stage of confusion, Ilkoror was washed and changed into clean clothes and taken into the carriage.

I'm going to be a pro-dean, what's the situation?

Is this bald man going to sell me to a black mine to work for others day and night? Or is he going to sell me to a brothel to be abused by aristocratic men and ladies with perverted habits?

Isn't it possible that the financial situation in the courtyard will be so difficult? Hasn't the church already paid the taxes this year? This is too weak, and if you are still a big official or a magician, you may not even be able to save your life in the future.

There was a chill in Yir's heart, and the older brothers said that a clean and beautiful little boy like himself was the favorite of the perverts, and they would take all kinds of perverted props to make him perform as an elephant with his bare ass.

Thinking about the miserable life he would experience in the future, Yier brushed out crying, "Dean, don't sell me, I don't want to make ducks for others, Dean woo woo woo...... In the future, I will be obedient and stop stealing the delicious food in your drawer, and I will not call you bald behind my back, woo woo...... You don't want to sell me......"

Every orphan has that little fear in his heart, that is, he is afraid of being abandoned again.

The dean sat next to him, his jaw dropped, and he didn't know which one was the mess taught by the stinky boy, and he must be strictly investigated when he goes back!

"Who told you that I was going to sell you?" the dean wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment, "You were adopted by the noble lord in the royal city, this is a great thing, why are you crying." ”

"Oh, oh, as long as you don't sell me, I will repay you for your great kindness when I grow up...... Huh, I've been adopted?"

Hearing that the dean hadn't sold him, Il slowly put away his sobs. It's just that when he heard the latter words, a trace of uneasiness appeared in his heart, he didn't know what would happen next, and he was afraid that the people who adopted him would not like him.

"I would like to tell you a few words, when you go to someone's house, you must not say that you have come out of the orphanage, you know? The bald dean said solemnly, "You shouldn't come back to the orphanage, the nobles are very taboo about this matter." You must be obedient, I have heard that the methods used by the noble lords to torture children are varied. ”

The dean also made a special grimace in order to scare him, which amused Il at once.

"Don't worry, dean, I will definitely be obedient, and I will not embarrass you, let alone our orphanage. And...... I'm going to miss you, and the old babysitter, and the fierce janitor of old York, and I'll come back to see you. Thinking of this, he bowed his head in frustration.

The dean touched his head with relief, and his heart was also very sad. Every time you send a child away, even though you know that they will have a better life in the future, you still worry that they will not be able to adapt to their new home.

But it was still the time of separation, and after he handed Yir into the other party's hands, he didn't even have time to say goodbye, and the other party had already closed the door. He could only pray that this noble lord really did not have a special habit of abusing young children.

These are all the memories of the orphanage where Ilkoror lived in his childhood, he does not remember any playmates, he does not remember the specific appearance of the orphanage, only the kind bald director, the old nurse who likes to tell stories, and the stream outside the orphanage that leads to nowhere, which constituted his innocent childhood.