My Boss, the White-haired Nun

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At this time, endless—the abyss.

In the deepest part of the dark and gloomy abyss, in the silence, where the darkness is condensed, in the turbid shadow, there are some purple crystals accumulating, and a vague figure lies inside, as if the entire abyss is beating heart.

And in that abyss, something is waking up from that long history, like a wandering soul that should have dissipated waking up from the haze of obsession.

Time seemed to be blurred, and something emerged from it, with memories like a nightmare.

……

"The so-called hero is to make everyone happy, to make everyone laugh, to have the dignity of not being offended, to fight in all directions, to guard the people, to ride the horse and whip the whip."

I raised my head and looked at the white-haired man riding a horse galloping on the battlefield, laughing heartily. He held two burning guns in his hands, and he led a medieval-style army behind him. His smile was wanton and public, like Is the invincible god of war.

"And Kaslana is such a brave, strong, and invincible person who protects the people." The white-haired man touched my head and said with a smile.

"Karen, my daughter. You will become such a hero in the future."

……

"This world doesn't really need any heroes." In the golden and splendid church hall, the bishop with blond hair mixed with gray and dressed in white clothes representing holiness held the book in his hand and said calmly. "The people are selfish and arrogant, ignorant and ignorant, break the rules but don't know where to go, despise authority but don't know where the truth exists, even if they have power, they will only chaos, quarrel, let the power wear each other out, and eventually become A plate of loose sand."

A boy with blond hair and I stood beside him, looking at his eyes, which radiated light like a torch, in which there was tenderness towards us, but also burning...ambition towards this world.

"So one or two heroes can't change the situation. People need leadership instead of drowning in the dream of heroes saving the world. Facing danger, they need to raise their hands to fight instead of hiding under the wings of others. Next. Honkai is not the responsibility or crisis of any one person, it threatens everyone equally, and everyone in this world should be aware of this.”

"We are old, and you will eventually inherit our position." He closed the book in his hand and sighed softly. "Before then, I hope you can understand this truth, and know what the path you choose in the future will look like in the end."

……

"Hmm... this question."

Under the strict and pitch-black dome of the Inquisition Chamber, surrounded by iron thorns and steel thorns, the man with the red-haired cloak sitting on the cold and iron-blooded throne embraced the blond boy and me on the left and right. arms. "It depends on how you define the word [hero]."

"A man who holds a sword and defends his country is a hero." He glanced at me.He looked again at the blond boy on the other side of him. "But isn't a leader who leads his people to victory a hero just because he can't wield a sword?"

"I don't think it should be counted like this." He saw us lost in thought, so he smiled with satisfaction: "Heroes are naturally meaningful. Whether it is a hero as a fighter or a hero as a leader, there must be They need to exist."

"Mankind needs heroes not only because heroes can do things that ordinary people can't, but because for many ordinary people, heroes are precisely the beacons that guide them and the driving force that guides them forward. It is precisely because of the existence of such a goal that those people know where they should go, and whether the things they are obsessed with have any value. Perhaps most people will still choose to take comfort in the shelter of heroes, it depends on We have educated their character."

He raised his head, looked up at the dome and the murals on it, and looked at the Genesis painted by his disciples. In the holy light that filled the sky, God was surrounded by angels, and stretched out his finger to enlighten Adam.

"Of course, this is not to say that what a hero can do is meaningless. With great power comes great responsibility. It's never empty words." He said with a soft smile. "Although I think it's too naive and too childish to make everyone happy or something. When you become adults, it's no longer appropriate to say such things."

"But you can always do something about it." Nicholas looked at the two children in his arms, his eyes were as gentle as sunshine in spring. "Happiness for all is a goal that can never be achieved, but you can always make more people have more happiness through your efforts. A person, a town, a city, a country, and finally More areas."

"Whether you have happiness is a difficult thing to define. After all, it depends to a large extent on people's psychology. But at least there are still many things we can do for now. Get rid of poverty, control epidemics, and provide for less. To end old age. Avoid the intrusion of hunger and the disaster of collapse. Whether it is the personnel in the rear or the soldiers in front of us, we still have a lot to do." The red-haired man mischievously crooked head.

"This is a goal that has been impossible to achieve for hundreds of years. Before that, how could we stop our progress because of the boring question of whether heroes are worthwhile?"

……

The white-haired girl slowly opened her eyes, waking up from the broken purple crystals all over the floor.When she opened her eyes, the boundless dark purple night sky of the abyss was reflected in the depths of her azure eyes, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes for no reason.

In front of her, in the desert, a red-haired man had been standing there quietly, waiting for a long time.

Yes, this is the battlefield.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

I was born for this battle...

So she got up from the ground silently, patted the dust on the black jacket on her body, and the stains on the white silk covering the two slender legs, and then tidied up the corners of the white dress on her body .

During this process, the red-haired man just stood there and watched quietly with a strange look in his eyes, neither attacking nor interrupting.

"I'm not the Kallen you know, you should know?" the white-haired girl said while arranging her clothes.

"...um." After a moment of silence, the red-haired man replied. "The abyss should only project things that existed in my memory. But in my impression, Karen should not have worn such a suit."

"The abyss has fused your memory, and it's just a battle suit that I generated myself." The white-haired girl continued to move her hands, and replied without raising her head.

"Oh."

After getting the answer, Gong Ming didn't know what to say for a while, so he fell silent again.

Finally, the girl tidied up her clothes, and silently pulled out two red pistols from the butts on her thighs.

"My mission is to kill you, you know that?" Her blue eyes met Gong Ming's golden eyes.Said calmly.

"Ah."

Gong Ming nodded, and drew out the sword in his hand.

"So……"

Seeing Gong Ming's actions, the white-haired girl smiled, a little self-deprecating, but also inexplicably relieved.

"let's start."

ps:

In the last chapter, when Leanna discovered the reason, someone left a message saying that she didn't understand it.Then let me explain here.

In fact, Gong Ming's own problems did not exist all the time, but the gifts he received during the Battle of Ascension to Heaven, and the erosion he received.

He should have been the first Herrscher in this era, that is, the Herrscher of Reason.But because of the Battle of Ascension to Heaven, his transformation was not complete, he did not form a complete core of Herrscher, and he did not obtain complete authority, but at the same time, the erosion he received was not complete.