My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"The person who sent you there came back and reported that it was Einstein who took you in one day, right? Tesla didn't come back that night. Who do you think she was with?"

"..."

That person...in my life...has he been...

Just arrived in London... Did you come to see me?But why... If you deliberately came to see me... why didn't you want to see me.

The black-haired boy lowered his head first, then raised his head suddenly, looked at Otto in front of him, and opened his mouth.It's like I want to say something, but I don't know where to start.The mouth is quivering, comically like a fish dried up on the ground.

"You said earlier, that Princess Nancy from the North American branch. You have already met, right?" But at this time, Otto suddenly changed the subject. "What kind of person do you think she is?"

"..." However, Walter just looked at him silently when he heard the words, as if he didn't understand why he asked such a question, and had no intention of answering his question.

"Or..." The blond man laughed mischievously. "How far do you think she is from the definition of [greatness]?"

"My lord bishop..." Walter said dryly, changing the address for Otto. "I may not be in the mood to discuss this question now..."

"Hahahahaha..." However, before he could speak, he was interrupted by Otto's loud laughter. "Not in the mood to discuss this issue?"

he asked back with a laugh.

"[A noble man should be born in the open air, for when he opens his eyes for the first time and looks up at the sky, not even the sun should obstruct his vision, let alone the roof] This is the day you were born His evaluation of you."

The blond man opened his arms and chanted aloud as if from some opera.

"Edison and his like, no matter how cold and arrogant, wise, rich, and talented, at the end of the day, they are nothing more than things like me. They are always running counter to the definition of greatness. And you are qualified to try Great man."

"..."

Walter was silent.After a while, he said softly. "Did he compare himself to the roof?"

"No, I'm the roof." Otto raised his eyebrows. "In his words, it should be the sun."

"That's why he doesn't appear in front of me? Because he is afraid that I will live in his shadow?" Walter shook his head. "This kind of reason is too far-fetched."

"I don't think it's far-fetched at all." Otto smiled. "If people look directly at the sun for a long time, they will go blind. As long as they are exposed to the sun, there will be shadows."

"Even a noble person... is the same."

He took a few steps forward, walked to Walter's side, and faced him, missing a position.She reached out and patted his shoulder lightly.

"You said you need time, and I can give it. This war is far from coming to an end. I can still wait, and I have time to wait."

He smiled and shook his head.

"I don't force you to make a choice, and neither will that person. As for other people's opinions, it doesn't matter, and you don't have to refer to them."

Walter turned his face sideways and looked at the man standing beside him who was taller than him, with a complicated expression on his face.

"It's better to say that the reason why we give you the power to choose is actually precisely because of our choice, and it is to let you find the answer yourself—no matter what the answer is."

After all, he patted him on the shoulder one last time,

"I am looking forward."

Then, turn around and leave.

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"..."

The black-haired man felt the warm hand slowly leave his shoulder in silence.The sound of footsteps around me sounded step by step, from the side, slowly going to a place farther behind.

Gradually...inaudible...

He stared blankly at the moonlight entering the water and the undulating waves in front of him.The man's footsteps gradually became lighter in his ears. In the end, only the undulating sound of the tide and the faint sound of seabirds in the distance still existed in this world. Everything seemed to have calmed down. He was still alive alone, as if he could hear his own breathing.

After a long silence, he turned around and looked towards the direction where the blond-haired man left behind, but there was no one there, only the faint footprints on the beach remained, spreading out of sight.

This person... is gone...

He looked at the direction Otto left with a complicated expression.

Frankly speaking, his first impression of Otto was not very good.It's not that there's anything annoying about Otto. The bishop of destiny is handsome and elegant, with a gentle tone and a calm demeanor. Not only can his words reveal his profound knowledge, but he doesn't have any arrogance. As far as his status is concerned, it is enough to be praised.

What's more, Walter could also feel the unfailing kindness and sincerity from that person.

He really didn't lie, any sentence—it's strange, he just gave people such a feeling, as if he didn't bother to lie about anything, even if he concealed such things, it was obvious. Said it in vain.

But... as he himself said, what kind of person he is is also clear and obvious.

What even Tesla didn't know was that Walter actually didn't like the "Princess Nancy" named Edison very much, and he didn't like it from the beginning.Even though she's such a stunning beauty, with such incredible wealth, even though she clearly shares their stance.same enemy.

However, the aura in her body that only belonged to big shots was also so cold that it made one's soul shudder.

If there is a need, if she can obtain a victory of sufficient value on the battlefield that she needs, then in her eyes, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed.

If she can take revenge, or defeat Honkai for any other reason such as the happiness of all mankind, no matter whether it is wealth, status, family affection, human gods, or even her own life, she will not hesitate to accept it. something that can be thrown away.

It is difficult for Walter to say what is wrong with such a concept.He wasn't one of those ignorant kids who said it was wrong for a leader to flout the weight of life.It's just that he also knows very clearly that he doesn't like this concept, and his own concept conflicts with this concept.

[Edison and his ilk, no matter how cold and arrogant, wise, rich, and talented, the end point is nothing more than something like me]

He remembered what Otto said earlier.

Yes, at this point, he is undoubtedly better than worse.

Walter shook his head and smiled wryly.