Chapter 306 Laughing Stock
"Sorry, teacher. We feel that we are only one step away from success, and we don't want to delay any longer. Teacher Tinari has been very busy recently. He declined our invitation to treat him to a meal. Even Cole couldn't make him change his mind, but he recommended your good friend, Mr. El Haisen, to us."
Elias explained hurriedly, and then he recalled some of the instructions given by Elhaisen, and said with awe, "We sent a letter to the great clerk with the dusk bird. He was willing to help us, but only for three hours a day. But even if it was only three hours, our experiment made great progress."
Tinari was taking revenge, absolutely taking revenge! He had only been arrested for a few days to be an assistant in the lab, Cole's personal doctor, to hoe the fields for a few days, and to feed the flowers for a few days.
It's only been a few days and you've already called Elhaisen "teacher".
Haroldt pulled the corner of his mouth and said briefly: "Please tell your teacher Elhaisen a message, 'two-fold discount' and, 'You are fired. If you stay, you will be considered as a volunteer.'"
what?
Elias was completely confused, but his teacher said, "Continue recording," and then cut off the communication.
Harold took back the communication device and turned to Kucera: "Forgive me for taking the initiative."
Kusela had regained his composure by this time. He said slowly, "No, I want to thank you for giving me this opportunity."
He just sorted out his thoughts and had a guess in his mind. Before he met Haroldt, he had never thought of telling Dixia about the past. Even after cooperating with Haroldt and improving the action plan, he still thought so.
But Haroldt had just created a communication platform for him and Dixia. In Haroldt's presence, Dixia would not explode, and the credibility of his confession was also improved.
If Harold had not intervened in this matter, even after the plan was successful, he would still be struggling with how to confess to his adopted daughter.
Of course, he felt that Harold's move seemed to be to ask Dixia to give him another layer of insurance, so that he would put his personal safety first during the operation.
But he thought again, Harold didn't know that he originally planned to die together with the other leaders of the "Legacy of the God-King", maybe he was just overthinking it.
Harold smiled and said, "I just suddenly felt the moment I saw Dixia that it would be better for you to take this opportunity to explain the matter in person. After all, the longer you hide this kind of thing, the more she will be unable to resist the urge to punch you after she knows the truth."
Especially if you survive.
"Why would Dishia attack her old father who has difficulty walking?" Kusela was in a good mood and started joking for the first time in a long time.
"That makes sense. The proud 'Lion of the Blazing Mane' doesn't bully disabled people." Harold followed his words and joked. After a pause, he added, "You will have a chance to grow rice together in the future."
When Kusela heard this, a gleam of hope appeared in his eyes. Family, friends, and a decent job, the bright future that Harold mentioned was exactly what he had dreamed of.
Harold looked at Kusela's reaction and knew in his heart that Kusela had completely accepted the future plan he had made for him. If nothing unexpected happened, Kusela would have brought him back to life.
Murtada's father Taj, Jade's father Gabriel, Dishia's father Kusela... Why have I been saving other people's fathers since I came to Teyvat? Am I a father protector?
Harold muttered to himself.
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Two days later, at night
Kusela limped to the headquarters of "Legacy of the God-King" on crutches. He looked up at the cliff building in front of him, seemingly in a trance.
The two mercenaries accompanying him also stopped here. One of them, who was wearing an eye patch and was stronger in build, asked with some concern: "Captain, how about I take your place this time?"
Another mercenary beside him was also wearing clothes with the symbol of a member of the "Legacy of the God-King" mercenary group, but his hair was wrapped in red cloth. He looked younger and seemed to be underage.
He also looked at Kusela at this moment. Although he did not speak, his eyes revealed a questioning look. Undoubtedly, he was quite worried about the captain's trip.
Kusela winked and smiled brilliantly. His solemn face suddenly became very lively. "This is the last leaders' meeting before the operation. As your leader, of course I have to attend in person!"
"Captain, don't force yourself." The strong one-eyed mercenary, Tikriti, advised.
"It's okay, it's just an ordinary combat meeting!" Kusela said in a relaxed tone, but the hand holding the crutch exerted a slight force. Obviously, his heart was not as calm as he appeared.
The leader of the "Eye of Akhmar" who had also received the headquarters' order to assemble here saw this scene. He was not surprised because this farce was not the first to be staged today:
Kusela, the leader of "Ahmar's Beard", has frequently attacked other mercenary groups belonging to the "Legacy of the God-King" in recent years. Encountering them is like being stuck by a sandworm skin plaster, and you can't get rid of them without leaving a few lives. This group of people are very good at hiding, and except when they are summoned by the headquarters, they are almost never seen at other times.
The rest of the affiliated mercenary groups hated the crazy behavior of "Ahmar's Beard". The martial-minded followers of the Red King in the headquarters believed that the eliminated weaklings did not deserve sympathy, so they always turned a blind eye to the internal fighting outside their sight.
However, the frequent fights did not allow "Ahmar's Beard" to gain any advantage. Their opponents were also experienced mercenaries. Even if they were fully prepared, they could not guarantee that there would be no casualties.
Moreover, the supplies they could rob were extremely limited. Whenever summoned by the headquarters, Kusela was unable to hand over the full amount of money and food, so he was severely punished every time and his body became increasingly weak.
It was under such circumstances that Kusela's subordinates were worried that he would be retaliated against by his colleagues on the way to the headquarters, or that he would not be able to survive the punishment from the headquarters, so they would always accompany him to the headquarters, and even wanted to accept punishment on his behalf as "acting leader."
These things have long become a joke within the "Legacy of the God-King". Many mercenaries have secretly set up gambling games, betting on how long this cripple can hold on.
...
"Alright, alright. If you go any further the guards will come and chase you away. Those sandworm bastards beat you up really hard. I'll go in alone."
Kucera said in a joking tone, pretending to be distressed, and patted Tikriti's shoulder with his free hand.
He could sense several hostile gazes, and he knew that someone was laughing at him at the moment, but he was glad that he had been beaten by those bastards years ago, so that Harold's presence now seemed reasonable.
Finally, he nodded to the young "mercenary" and said: It's up to me next.
The other leaders who were watching also followed Kusela's gaze and were surprised to find that the young mercenary had an extremely special pair of eyes - there was a circle of orange-yellow light in his blue pupils.