Russian?

Jiang Chanji was a little surprised, but thinking that this female man named Granite was addicted to vodka, it would be logical if she was Russian.

They arrived a little late on the 33rd, and by the time they came down, the man and woman had already disappeared.

No. 15 said to himself thoughtfully: "Granite... I seem to have heard of this name."

"Ah? Do you know her?" Jiang Chanji was surprised.

"Listen carefully to what people say - just because I've heard this name doesn't mean I know her!" No. 15 shook his head.

Jiang Chanji looked at No. 33, but the latter turned away slightly embarrassed, because No. 33 had never heard of anyone named Granite.

Apparently this is because Chunin and Jounin have different database permissions, so No. 15 knows more.

"Where did you hear that?" He had to ask No. 15.

Catherine wanted to know this too.

No. 15 hesitated, "It's probably okay to tell you. If she is the Granite I heard about, she should be Major Granite, a transcendent warrior stationed in the bitter cold land of the far north. I didn't expect her to come here...

…”

Jiang Chanji recalled the sphere of influence of extraordinary beings introduced on TV by the Dean of the Academy, and recalled that among the major extraordinary organizations in the world, there was indeed a mysterious military camp located near the Arctic Circle. It turned out that the granite came from there.

, this journey is quite far.

"By the way, wait a minute, take a look at this." Jiang Chanji took a few steps away, dug out a discarded military uniform from a pile of rocks, and showed it to No. 15.

"Major's epaulettes, that's right now." No. 15 said, looking at the epaulettes on his uniform.

Catherine asked nervously: "Did she say what she was here for?"

She was worried that the supernatural army in the far north military camp was plotting against the monastery.

"She is... here to work," he said.

"work to earn a living?"

The girls were all stunned, unable to understand why that mysterious army of extraordinary beings wanted to work.

"Is this normal? Extraordinary people also have to eat and drink. They are not heroes in martial arts novels. They have endless money to spend wherever they go."

Jiang Chanji was speechless about them. Among the girls he knew, they either had endless money or they didn't have to spend money. Anyway, almost no one had ever worried about money. In comparison, Major Granite seemed very down-to-earth.

Angry.

In addition, Major Granite has a completely manly character. He speaks boldly, outspokenly and has great spirit.

Friend or foe? Dealing with such a person? At least you don’t have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

He told them Major Granite's explanation of working to buy alcohol.

"That's it...it seems that I haven't heard of any stable source of income in the Far North Military Camp. It's understandable that I become a mercenary in exchange for money to buy alcohol." No. 15 was the first to accept his statement.

As Major Granite said in her own words? A bitter cold place like the Arctic Circle? Is there any way to make money? There is nothing, even crops can’t be grown? And if her companions are as addicted to alcohol as she is, considering her

What is your body shape and alcohol capacity? Just buying alcohol is a big expense? So you must find a way to make money. Being a mercenary can make money quickly, and it doesn’t require any technical skills, as long as you are willing to put your head in your belt.

To a certain extent? How similar are Major Granite and Ouyang Caiyue? But the latter makes money to save money, and is very generous when he really needs money, while the former will definitely not be able to keep money on hand, and he will just make money when he earns it.

Spend money to buy wine, but if you have wine today, you will get drunk today? There will be no wine to sell in the counter tomorrow.

Catherine was still a little worried, if Major Granite came here to spy on the monastery under the pretext of working...

"Why don't you just stop thinking about it? No human being in their right mind would think of taking action against the monastery when they see that thing." Jiang Chanji pointed at the Angel of Light on the battlefield.

On the 33rd, they were in such a hurry when they came down the mountain. They could only look at their feet when they came down. They had no time to look at other people, so they could only take a quick glance at the situation on the battlefield. In addition, it was difficult to see clearly from a distance? Now they took a look at the battlefield? All

Silly.

"This is...the Battle of Armageddon." Catherine murmured the doomsday prophecies in the Bible.

Anyone who sees such a scene may not be able to describe his mood in everyday language.

Before coming to the monastery, just earlier today, Layla was quite disdainful of the pastor, thinking that no matter how powerful the pastor was, he could not deal with airplanes and tanks, but now... her face hurts.

The same goes for No. 15. As a secret weapon for team battles specially cultivated by the Ninja Academy with other extraordinary organizations as imaginary enemies, she also despises the monastery and the priest. She believes that no matter how powerful the priest is, he must always need it when attacking.

To aim, you must at least have a correct sense of direction, right? However, the Dean does not need to do it herself. The Angel of Light is enough to settle everything. The most important thing is that the Angel of Light does not have a balance organ like the vestibule. No. 15 is white in front of her.

Give.

Jiang Chanji had already had great confidence in the Priest before he came, but now he realized that his confidence was far from enough. Compared with all other extraordinary beings, the power of the Priest and the Angel of Light belonged to another dimension.

.

To be honest, he felt that the Angel of Light could pull all the extraordinary beings together without any problem. Even if all the armed forces of all mankind were bundled together, they would not be able to match the Angel of Light. At most, it would only take some time.

Perhaps the only weakness is the pastor himself.

The Angel of Light wandered around the hellish battlefield as if no one else was around. The soldiers who surrendered and survived were all frightened. They were thankful that they had surrendered decisively and swore in their hearts that if they could survive today, even if they were sent to a military court.

, and they don’t want to fight anymore.

To this army, she is not an angel, but a flying death.

Perhaps realizing that there were no enemies left, she spread out her six wings of light, slowly flew towards Jiang Chanji and the others, and landed in front of them.

The girls all involuntarily took two or three steps back. Just standing in front of the Angel of Light felt the oppressive feeling of dominating the world.

"...It's done, right?" Jiang Chanji didn't know what to say. It seemed inappropriate to praise her for a job well done. After all, at least hundreds of people had died at her hands just now, and she probably didn't care about his praise.

She nodded slightly.

"Uh... do you mind if I ask?" He pointed to his eyes, "You... must be sighted, right?"

His tone made others feel awkward, because he seemed to be talking to a "person", and in their view, the Angel of Light was more like a robot that could only faithfully execute orders. They did not take it seriously.

She treats her as a "human being", so why don't you mind?

But Jiang Chanji felt that the dean, who had been getting along with this imaginary friend since childhood, had subconsciously set up the personality of the Angel of Light for many years. The dean regarded her as a real friend and gave her a complete and independent life.

Personality, then she must be able to behave like a real person, with emotions that are close to real human beings.

Under this premise, he tried to change his position and imagined how he would feel if he were replaced by an angel of light.

It must be very lonely.

Very few people know about the existence of the Angel of Light, and those who know about her existence are afraid of her and revere her. The only person with whom she can communicate normally is the dean, the pastor. How could she not feel lonely?

Since she has a complete personality, or close to it, she must be eager to communicate and get along with more people, so that she can face her normally instead of treating her as a monster or a god of death.

Of course, there is another possibility. The dean did not set a "personality" for her, but set her up to be an inhumane "godhead". That was out of the question, but he felt that this possibility was very small.

Because the pastor of the hospital imagined the angel of light when he was very young. Children do not need God, they only need friends.

Although he was also afraid of her and felt very awkward, he still tried his best to face her with a normal heart, treating her as a...large-sized Catherine.

He didn't know whether this approach was right or wrong, but he had decided to use this method to deal with the Angel of Light in the future.

The Angel of Light raised the hand that was not holding the sword and pointed at the small mirror in his hand. He borrowed it from Leila and was about to take it out and return it to Leila.

"This?" He raised the small mirror to his eyes in surprise.

She nodded.

Jiang Chanji and the others looked at each other, but they didn't understand what she meant. After all, she couldn't speak.

"Then let's go up the mountain?" he suggested.

Louisa quietly glanced at him, meaning what to do with the dead on the battlefield? Are they left dead in the wilderness and fed to wild dogs? There are also the injured who are blind and howling miserably because they have lost their sight.

He shook his head slightly, meaning not to meddle in other people's business.

Originally, this army wanted to cause trouble for the monastery, and even used fighter-bombers to try to drop bombs into the crater. If they succeeded, all the people in the monastery might have died long ago. The soldiers returned home in glory and became official.

Lord, who will come to collect the bodies of the nuns?

War is like this. The winner is a prince and the loser is a bandit. If you win, everything is easy. If you lose, you will consider yourself unlucky. If you die, you can comfort yourself and return to your body wrapped in horse leather.

There must be people with healing abilities like Lu Weijing in the monastery, but the monastery is not compassionate, so they cannot be expected to rescue the person who just wanted to kill him.

Therefore, these dead and wounded can only wait for their own follow-up troops to rescue the wounded and clean up the mess.

Louisa was very sorry, but she had no choice but to regard this as another war crime.

The group of people set off back to the mountain, and the Angel of Light was still flying lightly in the air without any signs of fatigue.

【Senior Chanji, are you here?】

"Not here." He said angrily in his mind.

[Haha! Senior Sister Chan Ji is naughty again~] Fu Su said in his mind, [The principal has just returned to the office, let me ask you, is the war over there over? 】

"I don't know if the war is over. Anyway, this battle is over."

[There was a temporary news break on TV just now. The two countries have reached a temporary ceasefire agreement, but I don’t know how long the peace will last. 】

Jiang Chanji: "..." I didn't expect that this would be the last battle in this war. Maybe the appearance of the Angel of Light caused this war to end early. The two countries found that if they continued to fight, they might be defeated by the Angel of Light.

It was destroyed.

However, peace is only temporary. As long as the territorial dispute is not completely resolved, the two countries will fight again sooner or later after both sides have recuperated.
To be continued...