My Boss, the White-haired Nun

very hopeless... very hopeless...

This is a wedge, introducing this volume, and explaining a foreshadowing that has been buried for a long time.

Although most of you probably already guessed it, but it still needs to be explained again, and a lot of details have been added.

That's it, I'll code for a while to see if I can hold back the next chapter.

It's already two o'clock, don't wait...

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[-], September [-]th, the sky, Venus.

The blond-haired man and the red-haired man stood side by side, looking at the ward in front of them through the glass in front of them.

There were several people in white coats walking back and forth in the ward, and there was a quiet baby sleeping in the incubator, curled up with a small body, looking petite and immature.

"Is that why you sent me here, Otto."

The red-haired man looked at the sleeping child with an inexplicably complicated expression.

He felt that something in common was echoing in their bodies, connecting with each other.

"Before this child's mother gave birth to her, she left a root cause of illness in the battlefield against the collapse, and finally failed to survive this hurdle."

Otto put his hands in his pockets and looked at the girl in the incubator. "Destiny's doctor also suggested to her that if she didn't insist on giving birth to this child, there was still hope of getting better, but she insisted on making such a choice. In the end, after all parties weighed the pros and cons, Tianming supported her approach."

"Where's the child's father?" Gong Ming asked softly.

"The child's father died in the battle that left her mother sick." Otto explained aloud.

"Although according to the provisions of destiny, the two parties who have a kinship relationship should not be assigned to the same battlefield. But after all, the battlefield is the place where emotions are most likely to arise. They chose a hidden marriage and did not report to destiny. When we found out that this It's too late for everything."

"So you want to give this child to me?" Gong Ming turned his head and looked at the blond man beside him.

"I will raise and teach her?"

"Is there any characteristic of your own bloodline that no one knows better than you? The bloodline of the [Saint] has always been difficult to reproduce. In this generation, there is only this single seedling left. No matter from any aspect, there is no one better than you. Are you a more suitable candidate?"

"That's what I said." Gong Ming pursed his lips and looked at the man beside him. "But my relationship with the Shaniat family is quite ordinary. You should know about this."

"The Shaniat family is almost dead, who cares about so many relationships. The last child is not how you raised her?" Otto sneered. "And the so-called mediocre relationship is just a matter of old sesame seed and rotten grain. Nicholas, when did your belly become so small?"

"Is it about Chen Zhima's rotten millet..." Gong Ming was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the infant girl, and lowered his eyebrows.

"It is indeed a story from a long time ago, but even now, I still have clear guilt in my heart."

"Speaking of which, what happened back then?" Otto suddenly looked curiously at the man beside him. "I remember that you are not a person who is too entangled with things like name and relationship. How could you let that little girl leave such terrible regrets?"

"I didn't think carefully about what happened back then."

Gong Ming took a deep breath, shook his head, and when he closed his eyes, the stubborn eyes of the girl on the Qincha grassland five hundred years ago still vaguely appeared in his sight.

"Obviously she is a person who has no lions in her eyes, but she still insists on following. But I really didn't expect that what she insisted on is this kind of thing..."

"I've always felt inferior because of my identity as a cyborg, so I've been looking forward to being recognized by you as a father and praised by you as a hero?" Otto raised his eyebrows, as if he realized something.

"That's why it's so sad when you ask me to address you as [teacher] instead of [father]. That's why it's so urgent when you mention your name."

"What she wants to inherit is [Nicholas]'s surname, right? Instead of living as a matriarchal surname [Shaniat]." The blond man laughed, looking at Gong Ming with clear mockery in his eyes .

"Is it because of this reason that you decided to follow in your footsteps and become a Valkyrie? That's why you want to be a hero and fight desperately. Do you want to wait for you to come back to see her one day and recognize her efforts? ?”

He looked at Gong Ming's face which was in the shadows and couldn't see his expression clearly, and the smile on his face became more and more weird.

"I'm afraid that in her eyes, she didn't get your approval until she died. No wonder her granddaughter wanted to find you, defeat you, and surpass you so much. She wanted to justify her grandmother's name, and she wanted to clear her name. Does the hero ask you for justice?"

"The result can be imagined. Nicholas, the messenger of justice, who has created countless miracles, is so easy to defeat. This obsession has been passed down along with the blood, and it has been accompanied by their ideals and justice from generation to generation."

The blond man laughed.

"What a failure, Nicholas. As a father, you have failed to an exaggerated level. I haven't heard such a funny laugh for a long time...uh."

"Boom!"

"This is the hospital."

Gong Ming looked at the man whose head was pinned to the ground expressionlessly, and said calmly, "Please keep quiet."

The man who was held down facing the ground raised his hands, signaling himself to surrender.

Gong Ming let go of him.

"Really, you are already such a big shot, can't you learn to be more elegant, Nicholas."

He patted the dust on his clothes from the action just now, and complained like this.

"Elegance is something for you gentlemen." The red-haired man glanced at him and patted his hands. "I'm just a fighter."

"What a hurtful attitude." However, Otto, who is a Catholic bishop, shrugged frivolously as if he didn't care about being pushed to the ground in humiliation just now.

"If what you said to me back then was not [Stay behind you honestly], but [Come, stand by my side], maybe this story would be completely different."

"You are not someone with lions in your eyes. This is not your battlefield." However, Gong Ming just glanced at him calmly.shook his head.Turn around and walk to the other side of the corridor.

"Your talent lies elsewhere, don't squander it in meaningless places."

"We people are doing our best to support the world on the front battlefield. It is for people like you to continue to move forward and find a way to break the situation."