My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"Although he always said that I was stubborn like a lunatic in the fight against Honkai, he always accompanied me to go crazy. But in fact he is the most desperate one, and he dares to think of any kind of plan Dare to do anything." Fu Hua looked at him, without the slightest wave in his words, as if he didn't have even the slightest emotion. "A gentleman does not fight, because the people who fight are dead. He said this to me five hundred years ago, but in the end he was the one who fought the most..."

"..." Walter stared blankly at the piece of paper in his hand, but all he saw was the unusual black and white writing, and his trembling fingers.

"You, don't you have any other feelings..." After a long time, he said softly.

"Other feelings? Sadness? Resentment? How could there be none? Just can't say it." Fu Hua looked at him and shook his head for the last time. "If he succeeds, then I will accompany him. If he fails, then I still have a burden that cannot be unloaded. We are fighters, and the fate of a fighter is to die with a sword in hand."

After speaking, she turned around and walked in the direction she came from.

Only faint footsteps and calm voices came from that direction under Walter's gaze.

"If you don't want to bear those burdens, or feel that it is too heavy to bear those burdens, then it's up to you, these are the original words of Nicholas."

Her feet paused, but she didn't look back.

"But I hope you understand that your life was paid for by someone who is very important to this world. From my standpoint, I don't want his blood to be shed in vain."

"Well done."

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When Walter decided to get up from the beach, it was already early morning the next day.

Like winter mornings everywhere in the world, the moon had set in the sky and the sun had not yet risen.The eastern sky has been covered with clear white, shining on the clouds; the western sky is still shrouded in that charming purple, and in the depths, there are faintly a little starry sky.

And the tide is still undulating as before, the undulations of the water surface, and the shimmering areas under the light are getting brighter and brighter.The humid night wind by the sea covered his body with a fine layer of morning dew, and at this moment, it became more and more crystal clear.

He silently took out the communicator in his pocket and sent a message to Einstein.

[I want to go out for a walk and relax. If you have any arrangements, don't worry about me. I will come back this afternoon. 】

【receive. 】

To his surprise, Einstein, who thought he was still sleeping, quickly sent back a message.After those two words popped up on the screen, they quickly followed Einstein's next instructions.

[When you come back, remember to report the itinerary. 】

The dark-haired boy looked at the screen and smiled, shaking his head.Putting the phone in his pocket, he turned and walked towards the road.

I didn't feel it before, but now, no matter how you look at Einstein's attitude towards him, he is like an elder sister who takes care of her younger brother...

It's just that this sister has all kinds of unreliable personality.

He walked along the road, with his hands in his pockets, kicking his feet slowly.The black leather shoes step on the mottled white and purple-black asphalt road covered with a little snow, and from time to time there will be the unique clicking sound of stepping on the snow, and there will also be that kind of sound under the feet. The tactile feeling of stepping on something loose and it cracking open all of a sudden.

On both sides of the road, there are street trees that are no different from other places. Walter can't tell which tree species it is, but he also knows that most of them are deciduous trees.Because of the season and the weather, those trees were bare, revealing their pitch-black trunks, and the branches above were covered with strips of white snow. The melting snow moistened the surface of the branches, so it became darker and darker.

Wearing a heavy cotton coat, he walked slowly and calmly towards the city.His eyes wandered around the surrounding scenery, as if he was looking at the snow scene in winter, or just thinking about these things.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew by, causing him to shrink into his clothes, his face flushed red from the cold.

"Hey! Brother!"

Suddenly, the noise of a locomotive engine sounded from a distance behind, from far to near, followed by an overly enthusiastic male voice in his voice.The middle-aged man drove up from behind in a delivery truck of the kind commonly used by farmers, slowed down beside him, and greeted with a big laugh. "Going to the city? Brother, let me give you a ride!"

"Ah..." It seemed that he was not used to such enthusiasm. When Walter turned to look at him, his face showed a clear shyness and embarrassment like a small animal.Biting his lip, he hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"Then it's troublesome, brother."

"Come up, come up." Seeing his expression, the middle-aged man with red hair and a beard laughed, and pointed to the co-pilot's seat beside him. "Don't dawdle like a bitch."

"I..." Walter blushed even more when he heard that, trotted around the front of the car, and got into the opened door.

"Haha, this is a bit of a man!" The middle-aged uncle laughed again.He casually thrust a metal jug in front of him. "It's winter, how about a sip of wine to warm you up?"

"This..." Walter looked at the man in front of him with a complicated expression on his red beard full of wine, hesitating to speak.

"I'm not very good at drinking..."

He declined embarrassingly.

"Tsk..."

The red-haired middle-aged uncle was obviously disappointed, but he didn't continue to persuade him. Instead, he raised his hand and threw the jug back into the box beside him, "Man, what if you don't know how to drink."

"This..." Walter's expression was a little awkward, looking at the man in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Looking at you, you shouldn't be a local, right? Are you from Asia? China or the Far East?" However, before Walter could say anything, the middle-aged man became happy again as if he didn't care at all. He said, "Hey, I've met quite a few people from these two places!"

"In my case... it should be from China..." Walter hesitated for a while and said. "After all, my father is from there, and my mother... if my mother is, she should also be from there."

"Hello, Shenzhou!" Although Walter didn't think it was funny at all, the middle-aged man still laughed out loud.It makes people feel that he just wants to laugh. "It's better than the Far East! That place is full of lunatics! There aren't many good things!"

"Uh..." Walter was a little embarrassed by his words again, blushed for a moment, and then continued, "I haven't met a few people from the Far East, and I don't have any say in this matter... ..."

"It's better if it doesn't get better!" The red-haired uncle stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the engine of the locomotive rushed forward with a buzzing sound and a chain clicking sound. "When I was a soldier in the Pacific Ocean, I saw a lot of jerks in that place. Those who were brainwashed are things that people don't want to see again."

He took out a cigarette and said vaguely in his mouth, but even when he said such words, there was still an undisguised smile on his face.

"Uh..." Walter sat on the co-pilot's seat, curled up and asked cautiously. "Were you in the military?"

"Yes, to be a sailor on a ship." The middle-aged man looked at the road ahead, took out a lighter from the box containing the flagon with his right hand, and lit the cigarette.However, as he nodded and nodded, he suddenly seemed to think of something and suddenly became happy—perhaps it was more appropriate to say that he became excited. "It's the enterprise number! Have you heard of the enterprise number?"

"...Yorktown-class aircraft carrier, The Big E." Walter smiled wryly, "It's not like I haven't even heard of the most famous legendary ship in World War II."

"Haha!" The red-haired man had a clear complacent look on his face when he heard the words of the ship with the most meritorious service in World War II. "You have some knowledge!"

"But... are you a crew member of that meritorious ship?" Walter asked curiously. "I remember that although the Enterprise is decommissioned, it seems to be still in the Atlantic Reserve Fleet, right? It seems to be renamed CVA-6 or CVS-6..."