My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"..." Gong Ming glanced at him, raised his hand to take the cigar in his hand.

However, he didn't light it up. He just put it under his nose and smelled it, and then held it in his hand.

Otto just chuckled when he saw this.He lit his own cigar and began to puff out white smoke.

"so……"

After a long period of silence, Gong Ming asked.

"You let her out, right?"

He didn't say who it was directly, but he believed that Otto understood who he was talking about.

"Ah."

Otto nodded frankly, smoking a cigar.

"Why? I have already sealed her. Why did you let her out?" Gong Ming continued to ask, the fists on his legs because of the squatting position were clenched tightly.

"You know what a terrible opponent she is, and you know what a terrible disaster it will cause if you release her, just to make so many people sacrifice their lives for Teresa's eternal life? Just to see me and her Do a life-and-death fight like an actor on a stage?"

"I have already sealed her with my own hands, isn't it hard enough?"

When he spoke, his voice had begun to faintly reveal anger, and the knuckles of his clenched fists began to turn white.

"Although I really want to say [yes], I also really want to see what kind of angry expression you will show after I answer this way. It must be very interesting." Otto Apocalys heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up An arc called pleasure.

"But it's a pity that we haven't squatted side by side to discuss issues like this for more than five hundred years, whistled at the girls opposite, and looked at their calves under their skirts." He said to several passing by The girl waved her hand to say hello, a charming smile appeared on her handsome face, the girl also let out a burst of laughter, and threw a few winks at the two men on the other side.

Those young girls should have gone shopping together, carrying big bags and small bags in their hands, and they seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

"And I know very well that if I said so directly, you would definitely beat my body to death here, regardless of whether this behavior actually caused me any harm. Therefore, in order to avoid our rare memory Contaminated with blood, I still prepared an answer in advance that is "seeable" on the bright side."

He shrugged his shoulders and said with ease.

"I hope your answer can satisfy me." Gong Ming narrowed his eyes, and loosened his clenched fist a little. "You have to know that if this war broke out in an all-round way, the few girls you greeted just now might all become victims of this war, and become dead soldiers in the midst of a large-scale collapse."

"You're still so boring, Ni...Gong Ming." Otto laughed out loud. "When a man sees girls on the street, he should consider their looks, cups and slender straight legs, not their life, present and future! This is what their husbands should consider, and you are just a Just passers-by."

"My duty is to protect human beings. In detail, I protect every life equally. I don't make any difference because of labels other than human beings. Whether they are passers-by or not is irrelevant to me, but they are indeed the objects I must protect."

"It's started again, it's started again." Otto laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath. "It's so boring, Gong Ming! It's been five hundred years, haven't you learned why noble is not a compliment?"

"This has nothing to do with our problem today, right?" However, even being ridiculed like this, the black-haired man didn't say anything, he just turned his head and looked at Otto calmly.

"I'm waiting for your answer, please don't waste my time."

"Okay, okay, then I'll give my answer." The blond man touched the tears from his own laughter, and looked at the funny eyes of the man next to him.

"You blame me for starting the war and for opening the seal, but have you ever thought that since I can release her so easily, what if the one who releases her is not me?"

Gong Ming's hand stopped.

"This is impossible……"

"Yes, yes, it is true that ordinary people cannot break your seal, even five hundred years later." Otto stared at the man in front of him with mocking green eyes.

"But what if this person is not a [person]? What if the person who wants to break her seal is a Herrscher?"

"..."

"With the current strength of human beings, a person with a perfect physique may still be able to handle it, but if you add Dracula—no one knows better than you what level of monster Dracula is, right?"

"..."

"Don't tell me it's impossible. Sirin just didn't discover this place two thousand years ago. If she found it after passing by, do you think she would release this evil spirit?"

"When the time comes...how do you plan to deal with it?"

"So..." The blond-haired man began to conclude his speech: "It is better to solve all the problems that can be solved first than to pile up all the problems until the end. Isn't this what you taught me back then? How? It’s such a delay to yourself.”

"..."

Gong Ming was silent again.

"The Immortal Blade has already been led by Rita to Berlin, except for Ulandal and A-level Valkyrie Sherlock Bai who are carrying out missions in other places. All branches have been blocked. The instructions of the vampire families around the world, and even anti-entropy and I have temporarily reached an agreement with the World Snake, and they will also cooperate with your actions to snipe the vampire families within their jurisdiction."

Otto stood up, shaking the cigar ashes off his body.

"This is a world war, Nicholas. I have not underestimated our opponents, and I have made the best preparations for you. Now the power of the dark side of the entire world is cooperating with your actions, even to a certain extent Accept your dispatch."

The Catholic Bishop raised his head and glanced at the cloud-covered sky.

"At this moment, if you say that you want light, there will be enough power to help you dispel this cloud over your head."

"..."

"It's been five hundred years since we fought each other. We should all be counting on each other. Strategically, I'm slightly better than you, and tactically, you're far ahead of me." Otto shrugged his shoulders.

"Now that I've laid out the strategy for you, it's time for you to show off your art of war."

"..."

However, the black-haired man who responded to him was silent for a long time.

Otto raised his eyebrows and turned to leave.

"...War has never been an art, Otto. There will always be only killing and sacrifice on the battlefield."