Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2342: Lost to the Jedi (3)

Chapter 2342 Lost in the Jedi (3)

Sabo has a plan that will turn him around in a desperate situation -- or he thinks so, thinking that this dubious plan will turn things around.

Besides, even if the plan fails, what does he have to lose?

He has nothing left. The so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes.

After a quick shower, the young gray rabbit man is ready to go to work. When he went out, he glanced at his mother's room, but there was no movement there. The breakfast carefully prepared for his mother, and the important pills for her life extension, were not too passive.

"Mom, remember to take your breakfast and medicine. This is not a joke." He instructed worriedly, then slipped out of the door before the rustling voice in the room could be heard, running and running. go out.

He feels a burden to even talk to his mother lately. Although he cared about his mother very much, the nagging she couldn't stop as soon as she opened her mouth was terrifying. It almost became an ability that could explode and reverberate endlessly in the gray rabbit youth's brain, stabbing his nerves.

Whenever his mother nags like that, he can only perfunctory, respond with a smile, or find a chance to rush away.

I'm so tired.

It's tiring to squeeze the tram. During the rush hour in the morning, a large group of middle-aged uncles and aunts squeezed each other in the narrow tram, which has long been a part of Saab's daily life. He struggled to survive the stink of sweat and suffocation, struggling to get more breaths while struggling to inhale the sweaty air that irritated his nose into his lungs. The **** that went left and the right turn was also hell. In the endless hell, he couldn't help but miss Daniel's hitchhiking last night.

Unfortunately it was a one-off, Daniel was still his boss, and he couldn't ask Daniel to take him to work again no matter what.

The tram's "choked" journey from Edinburgh to London lasted an hour and a half. By the time he arrived in London, Sabo was sweating profusely. He tried his best to organize his appearance, and at the same time reorganized his "strategy" for today in his mind. When he was fully prepared and felt good about himself, he went to the base of the Eastern Knights, Fort Elsenburg.

As part of the "cultural exchange program", Sabo's title of Black Iron Knight is both a false title and an iron job. Even if he is late for work, it will not lead to his being fired. But he still arrived at Elsenburg early and went to work on time. The purpose was to return to the office of the 73rd Squad as soon as possible to meet his boss, Daniel the Silver Knight.

Daniel is the key to his plan, and he is of course eager to meet the silver-haired teenager. Even if he was crying and kneeling begging the other party to perform his acting skills, he would have the other party agree to one of his requests.

But... it's no use coming so early, the office is empty. There are other knights in the team who have asked for leave and have not yet gone to work, and there are also those who have found opportunities to be lazy, but they are not there anyway.

It's only six o'clock in the morning, and as a leader, Daniel is also a guy who can "lead by example" -- of course not here.

"Eh." Sabo sighed again and sat down in his seat. He thought about the so-called "big turnaround" plan, and he couldn't help being a little too excited. He came to work so early, but it was of no use at all. He just hoped that his plans weren't as useless as his early arrival. The plan had to succeed no matter what, or he would be dead.

A bored Sabo picks up the papers that cover a table and begins to work on it absentmindedly. These are all documents with no actual content, mostly those unrelated mission reports in the Knights Order, which were sent to the office of the Seventy-three Squad for filing and sorting. These documents are so trivial that they are even considered "it doesn't matter if they are not organized". No matter how hard Sabo tried to sort out the files, he couldn't get anything done, nobody cared or even saw his efforts.

Squad 73's office is such a forgotten corner of the world.

"Um..." Someone pushed open the door. Daniel seemed to have a hangover and walked in from outside. Contrary to what Sabo imagined, Daniel actually disposed of the alcohol in his body late last night, and the hangover now is just a pathological headache, the sequelae of alcoholism. And Daniel can use teleportation. He teleported to the lake near Edinburgh early in the morning to take a bath, and then dressed casually, another teleportation immediately came to the door of Elsenburg. Even if he doesn't want to, Daniel's efficiency from getting up to going to work is the speed of light, and he has nowhere else to go except here.

"Ah, you're finally here, boss." Sabo stopped his trivial work and greeted Daniel with a smile on his face.

"What? What's wrong?" Daniel's head was still hurting, he covered his head and sat down in his office chair, even a little hoping Sabo wouldn't bother him.

"I have an application, I hope you can approve it." Sabo, the Dark Iron Knight, smiled, approaching Daniel and handing him a thin application form. Of course, the application form was filled out long ago, after all, Sabo was preparing the plan late last night.

"What application?" After all, it was a request from a member of his own team, so Daniel resisted and took a look at the application.

The document is concise and to the point, that is, a part-time application.

The Knights of Great Britain certainly do not allow knights to go out to do part-time jobs. Unless there are very special reasons at home, those knights from "extremely poor families" are only eligible to apply for such part-time jobs. Moreover, the conditions for passing the application are still very strict. Of course, the declaration of assets is indispensable. It is necessary to prove that the applicant's total monthly income is not enough to cover the daily needs and is below the poverty line; in addition, there is a large amount of guarantees that need to be passed. , to ensure that part-time applicants must keep the identity of their knights strictly confidential when they are part-time outsiders, so as not to damage the reputation of the Knights of Great Britain.

In short, this is a super troublesome application. Daniel has also secretly worked part-time before, and he knows that the success rate of this kind of application is very low. He's now Sabo's boss, and of course he can use his authority to help Sabo pass the application, but if he does, the responsibility falls entirely on him.

"A part-time job? Why are you------"

"Please!" Daniel didn't even ask anything, the gray rabbit man opposite had crouched on the ground and kowtowed to Daniel: "I'm sorry, I really need money! It's just the salary of the Knights. , it's not enough! If I don't try to find a few more part-time jobs to make money, everything will be over!"

This isn't acting, at least not at all. Sabo fell to his knees trembling, fearing that his acting was not realistic enough, and being ashamed of himself for doing so.

No matter what the predicament, he had never knelt down in front of others to beg someone like this in his life. No, I did try it before, but others forced him to kneel. It was the first time that he took the initiative to kneel down and ask for help. He was begging for a kid who was younger than him.

This time in front of Daniel, Sabo really went for it.

"You...get up first, don't be like this." Daniel was a little uncomfortable: "Although it's a troublesome application, but...maybe I can do something. But you have to Confess to me, why is this all of a sudden? Sabo, are you really... so short of money?"

"...My mother's condition has deteriorated, and I...need more money to buy medicine." Sabo replied in a low voice, unable to get up from his knees.

It's not entirely a lie. But he didn't dare to get up and face Daniel, because he was afraid that when he told such a half-truth, the unnatural look on his face would be revealed. It's better to talk like a dog minion with your face on the cold floor. Um. A dog slave. Sabo felt a chill in his heart. He didn't expect that he could not help but think of this adjective to describe himself. Really ashamed to come home. But what choice does he have?

Hearing Sabo say this, Daniel's face suddenly turned pale: "Sickness? What disease...? Will it be life-threatening?"

"...Medicine can only prolong life, and if you want to cure it, you can only have surgery...but...it's impossible to spend so much money for surgery." Sabo trembled. Said: "So please... just a part-time job, let me------"

"Could it be OODT (Original Organ Degeneration)?" Daniel asked in a low voice, with ups and downs hidden in his seemingly flat tone.

"You...how on earth did you know...?!" Originally, he just wanted to lure Daniel to the fishing under the pretext of his mother's illness, but he didn't expect the other party to understand so much, Sabo was surprised Yu, there is still fear in my heart. Maybe his plan will be exposed? But why exactly? How did the other party notice...? !

"No, it's nothing." Without answering Sabo's rhetorical question, Daniel put away Sabo's application form without changing his face: "Okay. I will find a way to do this. But it is not easy for a knight to apply for a part-time job. Prepare other documents yourself. This can be very troublesome..."

"It is said that the corresponding documents must be prepared for as many part-time jobs, right? So... ten documents?"

Daniel groaned suddenly, "Ten copies?"

"No, can't I? I'll try to arrange the working hours well, anyway, it won't affect the work in the Knights." Sabo pretended to be helpless, "Actually, there is no work in the seventy-three team. ...so it should be ok?"

"No." Although sad, Daniel still pretended not to care: "Even if you live in London, five part-time jobs in the same city are the limit. If you want to go back and forth between Edinburgh and London, you have to do it again. Ten part-time jobs and you'll be exhausted."

"If you don't try..." The young man of the gray rabbit was a little unconvinced. Even if he didn't pass the application in front of him, he actually did more than ten part-time jobs a week. Although it's all over Edinburgh.

"Don't try, I know." Daniel said, with a determined expression as if he had actually done such a crazy thing.

Sabo was silent, frowning. Daniel also frowned and did not speak. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"I beg you~IndoMTL.com~ boss, just let me try it." After a long time, the young gray rabbit sighed, and then said in half-truths: "Because, I have nowhere to go. ."

He's not desperate, at least not yet. He stole a hundred gold coins from the treasure room of Daniel's house, enough money to survive him for a short time. But cornering is real, and it will happen sooner or later, no matter how Sabo struggles to survive. So it's not entirely false that he says he's cornered. He even plucked up the courage to raise his head to look at Daniel, he wanted Daniel to see his serious expression.

Daniel sees despair in Sabo's eyes. That deep and absolute despair like a deep sea cannot be accurately restored by acting skills.

Even if anything else is not necessarily true, only that despair is true. That being the case, he couldn't sit idly by and let what happened to him, Daniel, happen to others again.

Even if it's futile this time, even if it's likely to be deceived, he wants to at least do something for the other party.

He's hooked.

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