Ten minutes later, the gray bunny young man put on his work clothes and appeared as a bartender in a dark and shabby bar.
"I'm telling you, Sabo, why don't you just quit your crappy job in the Knights and come to the bar full-time to be a cowherd?" A middle-aged uncle next to the bar smiled at the rabbit man: "There are many middle-aged lonely rich women in the bar.
I think highly of you and hope you can spend more time with them. Your boy is obviously skinny and thin, but he is unexpectedly popular with women."
"Don't flatter me." Sabo said with a bitter smile, hiding the gloom on his face in the shadow of the dark bar: "Working in the Knights is my only guarantee of staying in Great Britain. If I lose my job, they will kill me."
Deported back to the Underdark with my family."
Although it was an iron job and it was almost impossible to lose his job, if he went too far, he might still be fired or even banished.
"It's the Dawn Region, why do you always call it wrong?" The other party didn't pay attention to Sabo's complaint, but corrected it in a strange place.
"That's right, the Dark Territory is the Dark Territory. Even now, that ghost place is still dark and there is no hope." The young gray rabbit man smiled bitterly, "If you stay in a place like that and wait for death, you might as well come out and try your luck. I am
I will never go back."
Even if you are discriminated against in Great Britain, even if you die in Great Britain, it is better than continuing to rot in the underdark. Here is an almost invisible ray of hope, and there is indeed darkness that cannot be reached. The ethereal light is better than continuing to rot in the underdark.
Pitch black is more alluring...a little bit.
"You are really a weirdo. But it is precisely because you are so weird that you are popular with the aunties, right? Hehehe, this immature little body is almost like a teenager. Even I want to have sex with you.
"Hey, hey hey hey ------" the uncle chuckled, his hands restlessly groping behind Sabo's butt, but the young gray bunny man didn't show any intention of resisting. That man was his other
Unless the employer of a part-time job wants to tear up this long-term meal ticket, he cannot resist. If the other party can afford enough money, he will even consider sacrificing his appearance. Anyway, he is already depraved enough.
I don't care about falling further.
"Stop teasing my Saab, old pervert." When the other party was violating the Gray Rabbit youth more and more excessively, it was the bartender who came to the rescue: "Sabo, there is a troublesome guy here on Channel 7, go and deal with it."
Bar."
"Troublesome...?" Although the bartender helped him, Sabo felt a little uncomfortable and asked one more question.
"You haven't come here to work part-time recently. You must not know, right?" The bearded bartender showed a strange expression. I don't know whether he was laughing or angry. Anyway, most of his expression was covered by his beard: "Then.
This guy showed up at a nearby bar a week ago. He looked like a kid, but he insisted that he was an adult and asked us to sell him drinks."
"Wait, isn't that illegal?"
"But the man showed us the medal of the Knights, and it was still a Silver Knight. There are indeed not many guys in the Knights of Great Britain who can become Silver Knights under minors, so we can't use him as an excuse.
Refusing to sell him a drink..." the bartender looked troubled, "Anyway, that guy's drink... was very bad. When he was drunk, he simply refused to approach strangers, but he still insisted on drinking.
I was so drunk that I stayed in the bar all night and refused to leave."
"Wow... what a nasty guy..." Sabo said with a long face. He had an increasingly bad feeling: "Since he is the one causing trouble, you can always do something.
What? He’s not allowed to enter the bar again or anything like that------"
"Are you crazy?" The bartender lowered his voice and cursed: "That's the Knight of Great Britain. If we mess with him, don't we want the bar to continue to operate?!"
"this......"
"If you leave him in the store all night, he can sleep until dawn. But you can't stay like this forever. You have to do something." The bartender continued: "Saab, you are smart and eloquent.
And he is also a member of the Knights. I believe you can always do something. Maybe you can persuade the Lord Knight to go back without angering him?"
"Why are you so hard on others...!" The young Gray Rabbit thought that if his part-time job was discovered, he might lose his job in the Knights, and he couldn't help but feel very stressed.
"Well, if you can persuade that Lord Knight to quit, I will give you double your salary today... no, three times." The bartender continued to press him: "Try as much as you can.
I really can’t talk anymore."
Three times the salary...that is, three silver coins? That is indeed a lot of money. When converted into instant noodles, it is a week's ration. Or maybe you can eat a little nutritious food. Saab
Swallowed. Even though he was extremely unwilling, he still gave in to the temptation of money. He was still a person protected by the "exchange plan", and being a bartender was not a particularly dishonorable job. Even if the other party exposed him, Sabo was
The iron rice bowl in the Knights should not be thrown away so easily. In this case, what is there to be afraid of?
The Gray Rabbit sighed, asked for a kerchief from the bartender to cover his face, and boldly went over to deal with the troublesome customer at table 7. He even took a chance, thinking that the customer had already drunk all the food.
Drunk or half-drunk, he couldn't bear the thought that he was a member of the Knights.
But when he approached the table hidden in the darkest corner and saw Daniel leaning on the table, drinking from a wine glass, he immediately knew that his luck was simply a show-off.
Damn it. It’s not easy to meet anyone, but you have to meet your boss!
It’s over!
"Hey...!" Fortunately, Daniel, who seemed to be half drunk, only felt someone approaching. Without turning his head, he raised his glass and shouted: "Another glass of whiskey! Don't add ice!"
Wow, scary. This guy must be a minor, right? But how good is this guy? He is holding an extra-large beer glass, which can hold three pints of beer when filled, but this
This guy is planning to use this to hold hard liquor like whiskey...that's crazy!
Not to mention a young man like Daniel, even a fat and muscular man would collapse immediately after drinking three pints of whiskey in one go?!
Sabo was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.
Five minutes later, the Gray Rabbit young man walked back to the bar dejectedly and put down his coins: "I'm sorry, I can't do anything with that guy. Please give him three pints of whiskey."
"You can't do anything about him?" The bartender sighed: "But someone has to take care of him. If he continues like this, he will die of alcohol poisoning. This bar has been operating for more than ten years. Although the business is not very good, it is always good.
We can’t close down because of a mentally retarded person who drank to death!”
It seems that the bartender is also quite desperate.
Sabo turned his head and looked at table No. 7 in the far corner. It was basically impossible to see the dark place from here, but he knew that Daniel was still waiting for his strong drink, and he would never leave without giving him a drink. Normal people
No matter how wild or crazy he is, he can't pour strong alcohol into his stomach like this. That guy must have his own reasons and have to find a way to anesthetize himself.
Sabo lives in despair. He has fallen into countless despairs in his life, some deep and some deeper. As a desperate person, he knows how terrible things a person can do when he falls into despair.
Especially the kind of people who are no longer bound by the rules. He also saw that the despair in Daniel's heart was deeper than he had ever seen in his life. It was deeper than all the desperate people he had ever seen, so he felt sorry for Daniel.
The despair suddenly filled me with fear, even to the point of death. That boy was a real lunatic, completely crazy. If we didn't find a way to satisfy him and anesthetize him at this time, he might do extremely horrific things. I'm afraid he would
Kill every single person in this bar.
Drops of cold sweat broke out on Sabo's forehead.
"Although I can't persuade him to go back and stop drinking, but..." Sabo whispered: "I will take responsibility and send that guy home. Is this okay?"
"You dare to send him home? The last time our waiter tried to touch him when he was drunk, he was seriously injured and his hands and feet were broken." The bartender continued to lower his voice and said: "Saab, let me ask you again, you
Do you really dare to touch him when he is drunk?"
"I'll do my best." The gray rabbit young man said calmly. It seems that it is impossible to work part-time elsewhere tonight.
"Okay. As long as you can send him away, even if you just send him to the alley outside the bar, I will pay you double your salary.------But if you are injured, we will not
When paying your labor insurance premiums, remember that you are only a part-time employee."
"The labor insurance has been guaranteed by the Knights." Sabo smiled bitterly and told a little lie. He didn't even know why he told such a lie that had no benefit at all. The Knights of Great Britain treated him like a fool.
There was no dormitory, no labor insurance, and he was not even given the treatment he deserved as a Black Iron Knight. Despite this, he had to endure it, otherwise he would not even be able to stay in Great Britain as a second-class citizen.
"What a pity." The uncle next to the bar took the opportunity to rub the rabbit man's butt again, "If you were completely disabled, those rich women would have no interest in you."
Sabo resisted the urge to get angry, walked away with an almost frozen smile, and handed three pints of whiskey to Daniel like beer.
The night is getting darker, and because it will be the Bank Holiday in Great Britain in two days, many shops close early, and the bars are no exception. When the crowd in the bar gradually dispersed, and the whole bar became quiet and dark,
The bartender gave Sabo a signal and signaled that it was time for the Gray Rabbit boy to deal with the drunken Silver Knight boy lying on the table at Channel 7.
"Let's go." Sabo sighed, but he couldn't mess with Daniel in the way he was dressed now, so he quickly changed out of his work clothes and put back on the casual clothes he had brought with him that had been patched a lot, and then he gave it to the bartender.
With a wink, he went over to contact Daniel.
"...Boss?" The gray bunny young man pretending to be innocent and passing by approached Daniel, "Are you okay? Someone said that you were drunk in the bar and asked me to come and pick you up...
"
Daniel was unresponsive and slept soundly. Sabo was even a little worried that Daniel would have died of alcohol poisoning.
He carefully approached the silver-haired boy and put his furry but greasy bunny finger to Daniel's nose to test to see if the guy was still breathing.
"Yeah!" Daniel was very alert, and suddenly his whole body collapsed. He didn't even recognize Sabo's appearance, and punched the bunny boy in the chest!
Sabo vomited a mouthful of blood and felt like something was broken in his body. (To be continued)