"Abu?"

Repeating the name, Xia couldn't help but feel a little strange. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info because, anyway, the name is too simple, right?

However, judging from the appearance and occupation of this little guy, it seems that he does not look like a certain black magical girl with a special identity or extraordinary status. Therefore, naturally it will not be like a little girl, even self-introduction is a large list of surnames, honors or titles or something, for ordinary people, it is actually a very normal thing that the surname does not exist at all?

Even in the world where you came from, it is not uncommon for people to not even have a name throughout the ages. Moreover, with the productive forces of this other world, even the backward slavery system still exists, and it is not incomprehensible that people living in the lower strata of society do not even have surnames.

Tut...... That damn little girl!

It's no wonder that after she introduced herself, she always felt despised at the beginning, and she was complained fiercely by the black-bellied guy, saying that she was very rude, rude and barbaric...... Hey, the class concept of daring to love this other world has been deeply ingrained, hey?!

"Yes, that's what they call me!"

Seeing her somewhat confused expression, a certain little fellow couldn't help but nod his head again and again, as if he was afraid that this terrible girl would not believe her words and doubt his sincerity.

"Them?"

In this regard, Xia just glanced at the little guy strangely.

"Uh......"

Seeing her eyes, the little guy who called himself Abu also seemed to notice that he had lost his words, and couldn't help but look a little surprised, but he didn't dare not answer: "Yes... yes, it's... The ones I know... People ......"

Those people you know?

Not...... In other words, this 'they' refers to the little guy's peers, right? Pickpockets, or thieves......

No one can learn pickpocketing techniques as soon as they are born, looking at the age of this little guy, it is estimated that he has been in this kind of environment of stealth and abduction since he was a child, or is he a 'successor' who has been cultivated by those old thieves, right? After all, things of this nature are not uncommon for her.

Xia casually deduced what Abu said in her heart, and didn't care much about the little guy's profession, she looked up at the sunset, and asked casually, "Oh, so they gave you your name?"

"No!"

However, the little ghost named Abu shook his head and denied it, she could see that this little guy was very disgusted and resistant to her statement, only to see that this little guy who had always been afraid of her raised his head, and the flattery that was deliberately disguised in his eyes before was gone, and he seemed to be a little angry: "This name was given to me by my mother!"

The young boy said this, in a slightly higher tone, as if trying to emphasize some ironclad fact.

“......”

Xia turned his head in surprise, and his light red eyes looked at Abu for a long time, and he didn't say anything. But the young man's eyes were always firm, as if he was sticking to a certain bottom line, and he looked like he would never retreat.

“... Well, I got it. ”

In the end, she nodded earnestly, as if affirming the little guy's persistence, and suggested to him: "However, if you can make some changes in your identity and life, I believe you will be more confident when you say this." ”

Change?

The young man named Abu could naturally hear some kind of advice in the words of the vampire girl in front of him, but he just lowered his head and was silent, as if he didn't want to defend anything.

Seeing this, Xia didn't want to ask more, after all, she and this little guy had only met in Pingshui, and they hadn't reached the level of friendliness that they talked about, so she quickly changed the subject: "So, Abu, what about your surname? Since this name was given to you by your mother, it should always have a surname worthy of making you so proud!"

If not, how could this young boy care so much about the origin of his name?

I guess, what kind of family glory or something, right?

Not...... Could it be that he is some kind of down-and-out nobleman and famous family?

Thinking of a certain proud little girl who often talked about the glory of magicians, Xia couldn't help but smile, knowing the importance of this concept for people in this other world.

Perhaps, it is not easy for any family that can survive in the world for a long time, right? Even if it is just a momentary downfall!

"I ......"

However, the image of excitement and pride that she had expected did not appear, and instead, a gloomy haze appeared on Abu's face, gloomy and rich, lingering.

"Uh...... If you don't want to say it, I'm not going to force you to ......."

Someone who intuitively felt that she had accidentally stabbed a hornet's nest couldn't help but have a drop of cold sweat on her forehead, and she waved her hand at the boy, indicating that she wasn't too curious, so that the other party didn't have to care about it.

However, it didn't work.

"I... No last name!"

The young man's fists were clenched, and he bowed his head and was silent for a long time before he burst out in a stiff tone: "I don't need a surname! My name is Abu, this is the name my mother gave me, and I am who I am!"

“......”

Seeing Abu's stubborn look at the moment, she was just silent and did not speak.

She was very familiar with the young man's expression, so she also knew what kind of person would put on such an expression.

"Hmph, tell you, vampire, if you're not afraid of getting unappetizing later!"

As if he had made up his mind, the boy named Abu completely put aside the fear of the vampire girl in front of him, and said in a fearless tone: "I don't have a surname, I haven't had it since I was a child, and I don't know who my father is! Even if it's my mother, she doesn't know who my father is!"

"Yes, that's right, my mother is not a noble and extraordinary person, on the contrary, she is just a lowly warbler who lives at the bottom of the city, a poor woman who doesn't even know whose child she is pregnant! I was sick and died in a few years, but she raised me! Yes, she was such a person, she was my mother, and I was proud of her!"

"When I was seven years old, she fell ill and died, and I buried her in a mass grave in the suburbs, and I dug a pit with my own hands to bury her, although I couldn't even erect a tombstone for her! After that, I lived on the streets, worked as a beggar, robbed things, was scolded, was beaten, was looked at with disgust, was cold and hungry, had no one to rely on, and almost died...... And then I met the damn old man, the old drunkard who had his right hand and left leg broken after he had lost his hand for theft! He had adopted me, and he had adopted some imps about my age......

"He trained us, taught us how to steal, how to choose who to attack, how to run away when we succeeded, and how to beg for mercy immediately after we lost our hands so that we would not be beaten to death...... Every day, he would take the booty from us, leaving only a very small part for us, and if anything went wrong for him, he would beat and scold us rudely, and even deny us food, and starve us for days, and he was such a damn bad old man, an old drunkard who only drank and went mad! But he saved the lives of all his companions, including me! Damn ......"

"Of course I know what I'm doing, but that's all I do...... I'm not going to change my way of life until that old drunkard dies, I'm going to feed him in this way so that he can drink his favorite liquor, and then die drunk and buried in a good place away from mass graves, and let him continue to drink his favorite liquor under hell and be a damn drunkard ......"

Abu cursed viciously as he stared at the sunset across the sky, as if he wished that someone in his mouth would die immediately: "I have decided, after the death ......of that old drunkard, I will leave this city and go to a place where no one knows me, and start my new life again!

The boy began to gesture as if he had some kind of weapon in his hand, and his mouth whirred and imitated the sound of waving it, as if he was imagining the majestic scene at that time, and his eyes were full of longing: "At that time, no one will care who my mother is, nor who my father is, they will only know who I am, and they will wave their hands and shout a man's name, and that is me! My name will echo throughout the street!"

Abu raised his hands in the air, as if in response to some kind of non-existent cheer, but he fell into the beautiful dream he had constructed.

Yes, knights.

In this way, even his dead mother will be proud of his achievements!

“......”

In this regard, she looked at the young man, but still did not say a word.

"Hmph, what, you think I'm daydreaming?"

Catching a glimpse of a vampire girl beside him looking at him, Abu snorted proudly and explained: "I am not unprepared for that day! Every day, I consciously exercise my body, and whenever I have free time, I will secretly go to the arena in the city to watch those people compete, observe their skills, and learn their martial arts. ”

"I swear, I'll be strong enough, and one day, I'll be able to become a true knight!"

The boy said so, loudly and undoubtedly.