My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"You called me here, is there anything I can do?"

"I have a few letters here, I hope you can help me deliver them to these people after everything is over." The red-haired man lowered his head and took out a few envelopes from the briefcase next to him. "These copies are for a few people in St. Freya College, these are for you Miss Anti-Entropy scientists, this one is for you, this one is for Otto, and this one is for you. It's more troublesome, but you can ask Otto to turn the corner, it's for Ulandal."

"Do I have it too?" Walter was taken aback.

"Do you think I sent these letters to someone private?" Gong Ming looked at her and laughed. "Except for a few special ones, these letters are all for my [successor]."

"Yes..." Walter hesitated, as if he felt a little ashamed of some of his thoughts just now. "I understand."

"There is one last one." Seeing this, Gong Ming just smiled. He understood what Walter was thinking, but he didn't take it seriously.Instead, he took a necklace from his own neck and gently placed it on the table.

It was a necklace made of a special alloy, so tough that it was never damaged even in the fierce battle between him and Dracula at that time.There is a cyan gem quietly inlaid on it, with light cyan fluorescence.

Realizing what it was, Walter showed a startled expression, as if he was surprised that Gong Ming would hand over such a thing to him.

"This is...the jewel of desire." However, Gong Ming's voice reached his ears.

"I hope you can give it to Rita after I die, Rita Roseweather, the S-rank Valkyrie of Destiny. Can you do it?" Gong Ming looked at him gently, and put this thing that countless people have done for it. The treasure that lost his life was placed in front of him.

"I..." Walter hesitated.

"Huh?" Gong Ming hummed softly with a smile.

"I will, I swear by Walter's name." He closed his eyes and replied with a deep breath.

"Thank you."

Under the sun, the red-haired man's smile was as bright as a crystal, reflecting the sunshine.

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"According to our original plan, this should be the last stop of the existing target." Ji Zi pursed his lips slightly, looked at the library in front of him with a slightly gloomy expression, and said.

"If the local county chronicles can't find any useful information, then the few places we originally planned with a relatively high possibility of ancient battlefield information in the age of mythology have been wiped out. The next thing we can do is to Search the surrounding remote villages for some legends about Xuanyuan and Chiyou, and see if you can find some clues."

"Actually, I always felt that the place we were looking for was unreliable," Qiyana pouted. "What kind of genealogy of an ancient family, what archaeological remains, what kind of museum, it doesn't seem like a place where you can find clues, such mysterious information must be hidden in the deep mountains and old forests."

"I told you to stop reading those novels." Ji Zi put a knife on a paramecium's head with a look of unbearable expression. "We are a formal scientific expedition team, not tomb robbers! Seeking help from local historical institutions is what we should do instead of sneaking around like stealing things!"

"Tomb robbers are so exciting..." a certain paramecium that was cut with a knife muttered, holding its head and pouting. "Much more interesting than a reliable team or something."

"Okay, Qiyana, please don't say a few words." Raiden Mei looked at the white-haired girl with some amusement. "We are here to do important things this time, so don't mess around like this."

"Bunonia thinks that Teacher Jizi made a mistake in making Qiyana into the team. Bunonia thinks that Kiyana can't help anything, but will only disturb other people's work. I suggest that Teacher Jizi let Qiyana Yana immediately walked back to St. Freya by herself, which can greatly improve work efficiency."

"Hey! Who do you think will only do a disservice!" Qiyana suddenly cried out dissatisfied. "You're a bookcase enough to stand on a stool!"

"Bronia is talking about someone who eats at someone else's house and bites a hole in the bowl of someone else's house." The silver-gray long-haired little Roman curly loli replied without hesitation. "There has never been such an embarrassing Valkyrie in Bunonia's database. Bunonia felt an emotion called shame because Bunonia and Kiyana were colleagues."

"You bastard! Want to fight, don't you!"

"Bronia doesn't think Kiyana has the strength to challenge Bunonia, whether it's a game or a battle."

"you……"

"okay!"

Suddenly, Ji Zi's drinking all over his body came into the ears of the two, interrupting their quarrel.

"Can you two share the time, place and occasion?" Ji Zi frowned and looked at the two of them. "This is a mission! A mission for the lives of people you value! Is this your attitude?"

"..." The two fell silent for a moment.

"Go back and review with [-] words per person, Bunonia, you can add another [-] words." Wuliangta looked into Bunonia's eyes. "Since you think you are more sensible than Qiyana, you should have higher demands on yourself. Are you okay?"

"Bronia has no objections, Colonel Jizi." The girl shook her head holding the Homu doll in her hand. "Bronia understands what Colonel Himeko means."

"Then I won't do it!" Kiyana pouted and protested. "I want to add another thousand words!"

"You can add it if you want." Ji Zi was amused by Qiyana's reaction. "No one is stopping you."

"Then let's go in first?" Leiden Mei turned to look at the library next to him and said. "Looking up the literature will also take a lot of time. I think it's better to take a look first and arrange the work later?"

"Well, don't delay any longer." Wuliangta Jizi nodded, looked at the library in front of her, and exhaled lightly. "Hopefully this can give us a clue."

……

"Hello, curator, everyone." When they saw the curator of the library get permission from him and be led to the ancient books room, a young man with red hair came up and smiled at them.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

A very soft voice sounded.It was a young man with a clean and shy smile—or a boy, who seemed to be in his early twenties, wearing a clean suit shirt and suit pants, and looked bookish at first glance. It's a middle-aged man who came out to work, it's more like a college student who came out for an internship.A head of red curly hair is simply hung behind the back, standing in the sunlight from outside the window, there is an illusion of transparency.

Gong Ming?

Almost as soon as they saw that person, such a name appeared in their hearts.But in the next moment, they were directly denied by themselves.At first glance, the two seem to be very similar in person, but upon closer inspection, there are not small differences in both face shape and appearance, as well as differences in height and body shape.It's just that there seems to be some inexplicable similarity in the temperament of the two, so that it seems that the two people will be subconsciously connected at first glance.

"This...well, what can I do for you?" Seeing that there was no response from the few people, the red-haired boy looked at the curator aside for help, and then looked at the clothes of the few people himself.Some tentatively speaking in this half-baked English.

It seems that like most Chinese students, his spoken language has a clear sense of jerky, with a Chinglish accent, and his accent is not pure.

"Ah, we can speak Chinese." Ji Zi was the first to respond, and she spoke in fluent Chinese.In fact, Chinese is not within the teaching scope of St. Freya College.But among them, except for Qiyana, all of them could speak fluent Chinese before entering St. Freya. Even Qiyana has learned some from Gong Ming in the past two years, and he hesitated to speak. A few sentences are not a big problem.

"That, curator." Ji Zi turned to look at the librarian next to him. "this……"

"Ah. This is Xiao Zhang, a college student who came to practice. He is in charge of the ancient books in our library. If you are working these days, he is responsible for receiving you. If you have any questions, just ask him." Chang first introduced to several people with a smile, and then turned to the red-haired boy. "Xiao Zhang, these are international friends from foreign schools who came to conduct scientific research. After obtaining the permission from above, they can consult the documents in the ancient books room. I will entrust you with the task of receiving them."

When he said this, he took a step forward, patted the boy on the shoulder, and whispered something in his ear.