Sabo has a plan that can turn him around in a desperate situation -- or maybe he just thinks so, thinking that this unlikely plan can turn things around.
Besides, even if the plan fails, what does he have to lose?
He has nothing left. It is said that those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.
After washing up quickly, the young gray bunny man prepared to go out to work. When he went out, he glanced at his mother's room one more time, but there was no movement there. He carefully prepared breakfast for his mother and important things to prolong her life.
Pills, not even a cent has been taken.
"Mom, remember to take breakfast and medicine. This is not a joke." He warned worriedly, and then quickly slipped out of the door before the nagging voice could be heard in the room, and ran out.
Recently, even talking to his mother feels like a burden. Although he cares about his mother, her nagging that won't stop as soon as she opens her mouth is simply killing her. It has almost become a kind of superpower, which can be used by the Gray Rabbit Man.
The young man's mind exploded and reverberated endlessly, tingling his nerves.
Whenever his mother nags like that, he can only respond casually with a smile, or find an opportunity to run away quickly.
So tired.
It was so tiring to squeeze into the tram. During the morning rush hour, a large group of middle-aged office workers, uncles and aunts, squeezed each other in the narrow tram. It has long been a part of Saab's daily routine. He barely survived the strong smell of sweat and the feeling of suffocation.
Come here, while trying to take one more breath, he is struggling with whether to inhale the sweat-smelling air that irritates his nose into his lungs. Going left to hell and turning right is also hell, in the endless hell.
He couldn't help but miss Daniel's ride last night.
Unfortunately, it was a one-time thing. Daniel was still his boss. No matter what, he would not be able to ask Daniel to drive him to work again.
The "suffocating" tram journey from Edinburgh to London lasted an hour and a half. When he arrived in London, Saab was sweating profusely. He tried his best to tidy up his appearance and at the same time reorganized himself in his mind.
Today's "strategy", when he was fully prepared and felt good about himself, he walked to Elsenburg, the base of the Eastern Sky Knights.
As part of the "Cultural Exchange Plan", Saab's title of Black Iron Knight is not only a false title, but also an iron rice bowl. Even if he is late for work, it will not actually cause him to be fired. But he still arrived in Elsenburg very early.
The purpose of going to work on time is to return to the office of Team 73 as soon as possible and meet his boss, Silver Knight Daniel.
Daniel was the key to his plan, and of course he was eager to see the silver-haired boy. Even if he begged the other party in tears and knelt down, and put his acting skills to good use, he still had to make the other party agree to one of his requests.
But... there is actually no use in coming so early. There is no one in the office. Some of the other knights in the team have taken leave but have not yet come to work, and there are also some who have found opportunities to be lazy, but they are not here anyway.
It was only six o'clock in the morning, and as the boss, Daniel was also a guy who was particularly good at "leading by example" --- of course he wasn't here either.
"Huh." Sabo sighed again and sat down in his seat. He had thought up the so-called "big turnaround" plan, but he couldn't help but be a little too excited. He came to work so early, but it was of no use at all.
He just hoped that his plan would not be as useless as his early arrival. This plan must succeed no matter what, otherwise he would be dead.
Sabo, who was bored, picked up the documents covering the entire table and began to deal with them absently. These were documents with no actual content. They were mostly irrelevant and similar mission reports from the Knights. They were sent to Team 73.
These documents are so trivial that they are considered "it doesn't matter if they are not organized". In fact, they are just a lot of junk documents, piled here haphazardly. No matter how hard Saab tries to organize the files, it is impossible for him to do so.
If he achieves any results, no one will care about his efforts, and no one will even see them.
The office of Team 73 is such a corner forgotten by the world.
"Well..." Someone pushed open the door. Daniel seemed to be still hungover and walked in from the outside. Unlike Sabo's imagination, Daniel actually got rid of the alcohol in his body late last night, and now
The hangover was just a pathological headache, the sequelae of alcoholism. And Daniel could use teleportation. He teleported to the lake near Edinburgh early in the morning, took a bath, and dressed casually.
, another teleportation immediately came to the door of Elsenburg. Even if he didn't want to, Daniel's efficiency from getting up to going to work was at the speed of light, and he had no other place to go except here.
"Ah, you're finally here, boss." Sabo stopped the trivial work in his hands and pretended to be happy to greet Daniel.
"What? What's wrong?" Daniel's head was still hurting. He covered his head and sat down on his office chair, even hoping that Sabo would stop bothering him.
"I have an application, I hope you can approve it." Black Iron Knight Sabo said with a smile, approached Daniel, and handed over a thin application form. Of course, the application form had been filled out a long time ago, after all, Sabo late last night
Just preparing this plan.
"What application?" After all, it was a request from a member of his team, so Daniel patiently took the application and took a look.
The document is concise and to the point, it is a part-time application.
Of course, the Knights of Great Britain do not allow knights to go out to work part-time, unless their families have very special reasons. Only those knights from "extremely poor households" are eligible to apply for such part-time jobs. Moreover, the conditions for passing the application are very strict, including assets.
Of course, the application must be made less, and it must prove that the applicant’s total monthly income is not enough to cover daily needs and is below the poverty line; in addition, there is also a large amount of guarantees that need to be passed to ensure that part-time applicants must be correct when working part-time outside the home.
His identity as a knight must be kept strictly confidential and he must not tarnish the reputation of the Knights of Great Britain.
In short, this is a super troublesome application. Daniel has also worked part-time secretly before, and he knows that the success rate of passing this kind of application is very low. He is now Saab's boss, and of course he can use his authority to help Saab pass this application.
application, but if he does so the responsibility will fall entirely on him.
"Part-time job? Why are you------"
"Please!" Before Daniel could ask anything, the gray bunny youth opposite him had already crouched on the ground, kowtowing to Daniel: "I'm sorry, I really need money! Just the salary of the Knights is not enough at all.
Use it! If I don’t work hard to find more part-time jobs to make money, everything will be over!”
This was not acting, at least not entirely. Sabo trembled and knelt on the ground. On the one hand, he was afraid that his acting skills were not realistic enough, and on the other hand, he was ashamed of himself for doing so.
No matter what kind of predicament he was in, he had never knelt down in front of others to beg for help in this way in his life. No, he had indeed tried it before, but others forced him to kneel down. This was the first time that he knelt down to beg for help.
This time, the one who begged was still a kid who was younger than him.
This time in front of Daniel, Sabo really risked his life.
"You... get up first, you don't have to be like this." Daniel felt a little uncomfortable: "Although it is a troublesome application, but... maybe I can do something. But you have to be honest with me.
, why is there such an application suddenly? Saab, are you really... so short of money?"
"...My mother's condition has worsened, and I...need more money to buy medicine." Sabo replied in a low voice as he knelt there unable to get up.
This was not entirely a lie. But he didn't dare to stand up and face Daniel because he was afraid that when he told such a half-true lie, the unnatural look on his face would reveal his secret. He pressed his face against the cold ground like a dog slave.
It would be better to talk on the floor. Hmm. Dog slave? Sabo felt cold. He didn't expect that he could not help but come up with such adjectives to describe himself. It was really embarrassing. But what choice did he have?
Hearing Sabo say this, Daniel's face suddenly turned pale: "Sickness? What disease...? Will it be life-threatening?"
"... Taking medicine can only prolong life. If you want a radical cure, you can only undergo surgery... But... it is impossible to spend so much money for surgery." Saab said tremblingly: "
So please... It doesn’t matter if it’s just a part-time job, let me------"
"Could it be OOD (original organ failure disease)?" Daniel asked in a low voice, with ups and downs hidden in his seemingly calm tone.
"You... how on earth did you know...?!" Originally, he just used his mother's illness as an excuse to lure Daniel into fishing, but he didn't expect that the other party understood it so well. Sabo was surprised and felt something in his heart.
Still filled with fear. Maybe his plan will be exposed? But, why? How did the other party notice...?!
"No, it's nothing." Without answering Saab's rhetorical question, Daniel put away Saab's application form without changing his expression: "Okay. I will find a way to do this. But it is not easy for a knight to apply for a part-time job. You can provide the other documents."
Prepare yourself. This can be very troublesome..."
"It is said that you have to prepare corresponding documents according to the number of part-time jobs, right? So...you need to prepare ten documents?"
After hearing this, Daniel suddenly snorted, "Ten points?"
"No, it can't be done? I will try to arrange my working hours so that it won't affect the work of the Knights." Sabo pretended to be helpless, "Actually, there is not much work in Team 73...
...So it should be okay?"
"No." Although he was heartbroken, Daniel still pretended not to care: "Even if you live in London, working five part-time jobs in the same city is already the limit. If you want to commute between Edinburgh and London, you have to work ten part-time jobs at once.
, you will be exhausted."
"If you don't give it a try..." The gray rabbit young man was a little unconvinced. Even if he didn't pass the application, he actually worked more than ten part-time jobs a week. Although they were all at Edinburgh.
"No need to try, I know." Daniel said, with a firm expression as if he had actually done such a crazy thing.
Sabo was silent for a moment and frowned. Daniel also frowned and said nothing. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
"Please, boss, just let me try." After a long time, the gray rabbit young man sighed, and continued with half-truths and half-false words: "Because, I have no other way out."
In fact, he is not desperate, at least not yet. He stole a hundred gold coins from the treasure room in Daniel's house, and that money was enough for him to survive for a short period of time. But being desperate is real, and it will happen sooner or later.
No matter how Sabo struggled to survive in the future, it was not entirely false when he said he was desperate. He even had the courage to raise his head and look at Daniel, because he wanted Daniel to see his serious expression.
Daniel saw despair in Sabo's eyes. That absolute despair, as deep as the deep sea, cannot be accurately reproduced by acting skills.
Even if nothing else is necessarily true, only the despair is real. In this case, he cannot sit idly by and let what happened to Daniel happen to others again.
Even if it was all in vain this time, even if it was very possible that he was just cheated, he wanted to at least do something for the other party.