My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"..."

The white-haired girl blinked, but didn't understand what he meant for a while.

"Theresa, I remember that when the officials of the branch of the Mandate of Heaven leave their posts, they only need to submit the resignation report to the branch chief, right?"

A big smile appeared on his face.

"Then, one of the three giants of the Holy See, the head of the Inquisition Tribunal, the founder of Nicholas Classroom, the Shadow Pope, the father of the Valkyries, the Wings of Abaddon, the Black Angel, and the Wanderer in the North..."

He read these titles one by one. From ancient times to the present, some have been buried in the dust, and some are still shining brightly in some history books.

This is a rather long narrative, and behind each title there is a wonderful or unremarkable story, just like his long life.

"...a partner of justice."

The last title he mentioned was this one. In the past three days, he had watched Otto's video and saw Otto's evaluation of him, and he readily agreed to it, and ended with this.

"Unit Nicholas of Combat Sequence 000000001." He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and hugged the girl gently.

"A request to retire."

"From now on, there won't be so many messy things." He said with a smile while sighing.

"From now on, I'm just Huberian's captain Gong Ming."

"Yu Sheng..." He leaned close to the girl's ear and said softly.

"Please give me more advice~"

(End of the whole volume)

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〇⑧ Five hundred years of blood relationship

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"so……"

[-], autumn, Chincha Grassland.

The wind blew slowly across the grassland, blowing a few leaves of grass. The red-haired man looked at the big and small in front of him with a complicated expression, and pointed to one of them and said.

"You mean, this is my daughter?"

"Yes, Lord Nicholas." Wearing a hood, the Valkyrie, covered in a windbreaker, took off her hat, with a clear wry smile on her face. "I know it's hard to swallow, but it's true."

"Are you sure you know what you're going to say?" Gong Ming's mouth twitched as he looked at the person in front of him. "I have been away from Destiny for more than ten years, and now you are telling me that a six-year-old daughter suddenly appeared? If I don't even have a wife, you are just messing around, you know?"

"...Master Nicholas, haven't I already explained this issue to you?"

The Valkyrie shook her head with a wry smile.

"Please don't continue to be entangled in this kind of matter. Your whereabouts have been uncertain these years, and it has already taken us a lot of time just to block you. When we decided on this matter, this child was only in his early three years old. But now they are six years old."

"..." Gong Ming opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Three years is nothing to you, but the child can't afford to wait." Seeing that Gong Ming was silent, the Valkyrie continued. "At this critical time, how many three years does the child have to waste?"

"..."

"Do you find it troublesome?"

However, to the surprise of Gong Ming and the Valkyrie, it was not Gong Ming who broke the silence first, but the young girl.

She looked at Gong Ming seriously, stared into his eyes seriously, and spoke seriously.

"Does my presence bother you?"

"...If you ask this question, there is indeed some trouble." After hesitating for a while, Gong Ming said calmly. "After all, I am really a person who is afraid of trouble. Based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, I really think this matter is quite troublesome."

"If that's the case, you don't need to accept me." The girl raised her head stubbornly. "If it troubles you, you don't have to force yourself."

"...So, the premise of speaking is that I will definitely recognize you?"

Gong Ming was stunned for a moment in surprise, then his face revealed an expression of interest, and he began to seriously look at the big and small groups in front of him.Especially that young girl.

In Gong Ming's eyes, she looked a little thinner than children of the same age, with a small face, and her short hair, which should have been silver, looked a little yellowish due to malnutrition—probably because her digestive function was not good, and her eyes were not perfect. It is different from his golden eyes, and it is not her mother's green pupils, but a pure azure blue.Wearing a plain white dress, she looks a little shy from the stand, but there is a clear stubbornness on her face.

The wind blowing across the prairie made ripples on his clothes like water waves.The long red hair was blown up, revealing the full face underneath.

That very ordinary face probably has a heart that is not very eye-catching when walking on the road, but when he raised his eyebrows, there was a different kind of power overflowing from between his eyebrows and eyes, with a sword like a sword coming out. The sharpness of the sheath.

"Whether this self-confidence itself is worthy of recognition will not be said, but now I really want to know what its source is."

He looked into her eyes. "Can you tell me why you think so?"

"Why do you think so?" The girl looked up at him and said softly, "Because...someone told me."

"Ok?"

"Because Aunt Shakespeare once told me that although you appear to be a very cold person, you are actually a person with soft ears and who doesn't know how to refuse." She said to Gong Ming.