"Shasha, go clean the toilet over there, remember to make it clean!" A mean-looking middle-aged woman ordered to the already busy Shasha.
"Oh, okay!" Sasha didn't dare to delay. She quickly cleaned the last few sets of tableware, wiped her hands on her apron, and prepared to pick up the mop and go to the toilet to work.
"This seems to be your own business, right? Miss Delis?" Regnar happened to be passing by. He grabbed the panting Shasha, then frowned and asked.
"Will a temporary waiter come to take care of our affairs?" The mean woman whom Regnar turned into Delise frowned. She didn't know why, but she was always a little afraid of this temporary worker. This seemed to be just an intuition without any basis, but Delise did not dare to ignore her intuition—her intuition was more accurate than that of other women.
"I just can't bear to see people being lazy and bullying others." Regnar shrugged nonchalantly: "Why don't we find a deputy housekeeper to evaluate the situation?"
"..." Delise didn't expect that this boy named Gerhart would be such a bachelor. Doesn't he care about his reward of dozens of silver coins? Even if he doesn't care, I still care about my job!
After thinking for a moment, the long-term maid of the Sutter family finally gave Regnar a hateful look. She roughly took the cleaning tools from Shasha's hands, and then reluctantly started her cleaning work.
Regnar looked at Shasha, who was studying the ground with her head lowered as if she had made a mistake, and then said helplessly: "Are you really not resisting at all?"
"..." Shasha didn't say anything, and just buried her head lower, as if Regna was blaming her.
Regnar looked at this pitiful little girl dumbfounded. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Shasha's soft long pale golden hair, and then said, "Well, at least you have me for these few days. If you are raped again, If you are bullied, just tell me and I will help you. But why do I always feel like you are avoiding me?"
"No... thank you this time, Brother Gerhardt..." Shasha's face turned red and she mumbled in reply.
"However." Regnar did not delve into the last question. He just assumed that Shasha was afraid of strangers. Regnar continued: "I can't always be by your side. So, I hope you can learn to resist."
"If I resist, they will bully me even more." Shasha whispered.
"Then you have to resist." Regnar said helplessly. He stretched out his hand and rubbed it vigorously, turning Shasha's beautiful and smooth long hair into a chicken coop. He continued: "Look, if you keep being so submissive, even I can't help but want to bully you! But if you resist, there may be different results."
"..." Shasha hesitated a little. Her head was held down by Regnar's right hand, so she could only carefully roll her eyes to look at Regnar.
"Try it!" Regnar smiled encouragingly.
So Sasha carefully stretched out her little hand, and then tremblingly pushed away Regna's hand that was pressing on her head.
Regnar took his hand away obediently. He did this to encourage Shasha. And now Shasha has indeed tried to resist once, so it is enough that his goal has been achieved.
"That's it." Regnar smiled with satisfaction and said to Shasha: "Look, if you don't resist when someone bullies you, then the other party will be bolder and bully you even harder. If you resist, the other party will It is also possible that he will continue to bully you, but it is also possible that he will be afraid of you and stop bullying you. This is the difference and the benefit that resistance can bring you."
"Really?" Sasha still couldn't believe it.
"When have I lied to you?" Regnar rolled his eyes: "Okay, although today is just a small step, as long as you dare to try this, things will gradually get better in the future. Trust me."
After Regnar finished speaking, he ignored the thoughtful Shasha and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Brother Gerhardt?" Shasha shouted.
"Um?"
"Where will you go after this short-term work is over?" Shasha asked hesitantly. The twinkling light in her eyes was a little complicated, and it didn't seem to be a simple question.
But Regner didn't think so much. He said according to his original setting: "Who knows? I'm afraid I have to go somewhere else to make a living! After all, I have to eat, right?"
"Can..." Shasha's face turned red, and she then asked, "Can you take me with you? With you... I... I feel very happy and safe."
"This..." Regnar hesitated. In fact, he could have chosen to trick Shasha into nodding in agreement at this time. But thinking that if she took the things and left, leaving Shasha here who was full of expectations, she would be very sad and disappointed, right? So Regnar did not choose to do this in the end. He shook his head: "I'm afraid this won't work. The place I'm going to is far away, and I'm afraid you won't be able to follow me. You still have to go back to take care of your mother, right?"
"Yes..." Shasha used strong disappointment to cover up other emotions in her eyes.
"Don't be sad. If we are destined to meet again, we will meet again. Then it will not be a problem for me to be a guest at your home!" Seeing that the little girl was so disappointed, Regnar could only try to enlighten her.
"Then it's settled!" Shasha's eyes regained some light after hearing this.
"It's settled!" Regnar waved his hand, then turned and left.
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Regnar has been working as a waiter here for two days, and this is the afternoon of the third day. Last night, Sartre displayed the weapons and equipment of the famous Dark Elegy at his private collection exhibition. But Regner did not choose to take action.
First of all, it was in full view of everyone, and it would be too dangerous to do anything.
Secondly, Regna was a little worried about Shasha. To be honest, Regnar had never seen such a submissive girl. Compared with her, even Irene can be called a "courageous girl". Therefore, he wanted to take care of Shasha in the past few days, and it would not be too late to wait until the short-term work was about to end.
The dinner party was like a disaster for servants like them. At this time, not to mention Shasha, even Regnar himself was extremely busy. There needs to be more red wine here, there needs to be some more roast beef on the plate over there, and there are a few sets of cutlery missing somewhere.
Regnar worked here as a waiter for just three days, and then he began to feel that the workload of a waiter in the evening could almost catch up with what he did in the Military Intelligence Office in a day.
Regnar was a little lucky that he was not really a waiter. If he faced the noble master's shouts for a few more days, he would take back his equipment and leave.
But these two days, he still had to work humbly as a servant. There was a noble man who got angry for some unknown reason, and happened to encounter Regna blocking his way. The guy slapped Regnar on the face without thinking. If it weren't for safety considerations, Regnar would have wanted to take out two shadow swords and chop down all these fat-headed guys.
But fortunately, he endured it in the end. Although he was tired and frustrated today, it was generally calm. On other people's territory, being low-key and forbearing is still the most important thing.
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In the middle of the night, Shasha lay in bed unable to sleep.
"It's impossible, Brother Gerhardt..." Because the fire in the dormitory of the day laborers was not very good, Shasha hugged her quilt tightly. On the one hand it's because of the cold, on the other hand it's because of fear.
"Are you still calling him Gerhardt now?" The situation was exactly the same as Enelise's at the beginning, a voice exactly like Sasha's sounded. It said gloomily: "He is not Gerhard! His name is Regnar! Regnar's Dark Elegy! He is the director of the Hawke Empire's Military Intelligence Department! He is the culprit that caused your brother's death!"
"Is he a bad person?" Shasha thought hesitantly.
"Yes! It was he who ruined your family!" the voice said with certainty.
"No! Brother Gerhart has been taking care of me and helping me so much these past few days. How could he be the bad guy in Dark Elegy! Impossible!" Shasha didn't believe it.
"He is using you! He wants to use you and disguise himself as more like an ordinary person. He wants to use you and hide himself among the crowd. When the time is right, he will abandon you and achieve his goals. Purpose!" said in a very inflammatory voice.
"What is his purpose?"
"His purpose? How do I know?" the voice said in a sinister tone: "Eighty percent, he came to the thousand-year-old capital to lay some kind of trap, or do something else? But I think, as long as his purpose is achieved, the result will be obvious. ?The thousand-year-old ancient capital will become another tide city!"
"How could this happen..." Shasha hugged the quilt tighter and sobbed softly, but fortunately it was already late at night and everyone was asleep, so no one noticed her slight noise.
"You have to stop him! You have to expose him! Revenge for your brother and the soldiers who died in Tide City!" The tone of the voice left no room for doubt.
"No! I... can't do it... I don't dare..." Shasha was startled when she heard the voice say this. It was a dark elegy! How dare she resist such a powerful person
"You can do it. Didn't he already tell you? You have to learn to resist and have courage. Otherwise, you will only be bullied for the rest of your life!" the voice said viciously.
"This is what he taught you. If you take it to retaliate against him, he will definitely be in pain, right? Think about the pain when you lost your father and brother, and then think about it now. He is the cause of so many of your misfortunes, It was all caused by him alone! So, you must resist, you must give him pain! You must let him taste what you endured back then! All of this is as it should be!"
"No... no..." Shasha began to twist uneasily.
"Oh, and more." The voice continued: "Your mother's illness is very expensive, right? The dozens of silver coins you spent on this part-time job can't cure her at all. You need money, and exposing the Dark Elegy... can get you hundreds. , thousands of...gold coins! This is enough money to change your life!"
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