Gotham is a city with heritage and history. It was one of the first large cities to appear on the East Coast. There are currently 800 people in this city. In fact, it would be better if it is famous for its bad public security. , The population of this city is estimated to increase by one-third.

The oldest local family that appeared at the same time as Gotham City is actually not just the Wayne family, there are other three, but in the passing of time, the other three big families have fallen, only the style of doing things is peaceful, and The Wayne family, who has always been rooted, has been passed down.

On the outskirts of Gotham City, it is a vast private territory with forests, lakes and hills, just like a geopark. Here is the family land of the Wayne family. The famous Wayne Castle was burned once 4 years ago. , But it has already been rebuilt.

And a few months ago, the owner of this castle finally returned to the place where he was born, bringing the hostess and the next generation of young masters of this place, as if the soul returned to the body, making this always cold before. The place has become more and more humane.

"Dimian! Master Damian, where have you been?"

Four years later, Alfred, who was getting older and harder, leaned on a cane and called the name of the little master in the criss-cross castle garden.

Although I have said countless times that I need to enjoy a good retirement time, this is his real home for Alfred, who has served the Wayne family for most of his life and regarded as his true relative by Bruce Wayne, especially After hearing that the young master had also returned to Gotham, Old Afu flew back to Gotham from Rome in a private jet.

He can't wait to spend his only remaining time to train an excellent heir for the Wayne family.

Regarding this point, neither Rachel Wayne nor Bruce Wayne had any objections. For these two guys, Ah Fu was also their elder.

"Dimian, good boy, don't hide, come out quickly and go to lunch with Old Afu, your parents will be back soon, don't you want them to teach you?"

The rare warm sunshine in Gotham City shines on the ground through the trees in the garden, and the sounds of birds around make the garden seem more and more secluded. Old Afu leaned on a cane and shouted eagerly on the path, but there was no After getting a response, just when Ah Fu turned the corner in front of him, he saw the young master leaning on the tree trunk with scars on his leg, and a man in a black trench coat was squatting there, talking to him.

Ah Fu's somewhat chaotic eyes sharpened instantly, and he rushed over at a vigorous pace that was not suitable for his age, waving his cane high, like an old lion protecting a cub.

"Stay away from Master Damian!"

"boom"

The cane was held firmly by the gloved hand, and Saibo turned around, holding the ignorant little Damian in his other hand. He took off his sunglasses and looked at the old Fu with a smile.

"Long time no see, Alfred."

Ah Fu looked at the face in front of him that didn't seem to have changed in the years. There was a look in his eyes that he didn't know whether it was relief or surprise. He sighed.

"Syber...I knew that someone like you... won't die so easily."

Saibo shrugged, let go of Ah Fu's cane, and handed the little Damian in his arms to Ah Fu.

"This little cutie accidentally fell into that hole, like a knight who was trapped in an adventure. If it weren't for me to be there, he would probably spend the night in the dark."

He glanced at the young master's wound, Ah Fu with a distressed look on his face, and said softly, "I found the bat cave by accident. It seems that this child is really talented, and he really has Wayne's blood."

"Hey, I would rather he has no talent, even a playboy."

Ah Fu took out the handkerchief from his arms, wiped Damian’s wound, and said to Cyber,

"Come on, sit down, Bruce will be back soon."

Saibo hesitated,

Ten minutes later, Saibo sat lazily on the sofa and looked at Young Master Wayne who came out holding Ah Fu’s hand. He changed his clothes, and his left leg was still a little unchanged. It was unbearable for a child, but the child turned pale and said nothing.

It can be seen that he is a strong kid, but he is also a bad talker. During the way Cyber ​​took him out of the bat cave, he only said two things to Cyber.

Ah Fu went to prepare lunch, leaving Damian and Saibo to sit on the sofa face to face. The child looked at Saibo curiously, and Saibo was also watching him.

"Does it hurt?"

Saibo asked, Damian hesitated, but finally nodded, lowered his head and said,

"pain."

"Then why don't you cry?"

Saibo asked again, "For children, don't they cry if they hurt?"

Damian looked up at him and said in a childlike voice,

"Dad also has a lot of scars on his body, but he has never cried. Mom said that it is a symbol of manhood, so I can't cry either."

"Yeah, yeah, your father is a man."

Saibo smiled, "He is still a hero, a hero of this city."

Children’s interests are easy to guess. When Saibo talked about it, Damian’s eyes widened immediately.

"Mum and Dad never talk about their past. Can you tell me his story? Why does Ah Fu also say that my father is a hero?"

Seeing Damian’s pleading gaze, Cyber ​​thought for a while.

"Okay...but it's a long story, don't you need to do your homework?"

Master Wayne patted his chest and said proudly,

"It's done long ago! Those homework can't trouble me, and there are at least 2 hours before my parents come back. I have enough time to hear your story."

"Okay, okay... then I will start to talk about it. This is a story about the red, devil and black bats that are rampant in Gotham. The beginning of the story is on the dockside, the dockside. Is..."

Alfred delivered lunch, but he did not interrupt the story meeting of Saibo and Master Damian. Bruce was unwilling to tell the past events because he felt that the past stories were meaningless, but now, one of the protagonists of the story Once he came back, he could say it personally, it couldn't be more appropriate.

So when Bruce Wayne and Rachel Wayne, who had become exhausted after a day’s work, returned to Wayne Castle, they saw a son who yelled, fisted happily, and a Old friends sitting on the sofa telling stories with their backs to them.

"Dad, mom!"

Damian saw his parents walking into the room. He ran up excitedly. The wound on his left leg was still a little painful, but he ran very fast, and rushed to the somewhat surprised Bruce Wayne with a enthusiasm that was completely different from the shyness of the past. Rachel, who opened her hands next to her, was a little embarrassed in her arms.

Damian used to be very close to his mother, but was separated from his father with a serious face.

"Dad, daddy, are you Batman? The hero who will fly over Gotham at night and beat up the bad guys? You also defeated the Joker, and saved the city several times?"

Facing the eager anticipation in his son's eyes, Bruce gritted his teeth.

"No, kid... that's just a story."

Damian's eyes dimmed, but at this moment, Saibo said softly,

"Come on, Bruce, when are you going to hide from Little Damian? The hero's blood flowing in his veins will not go out. My advice to you is to give him the right time when he needs to grow. Guide, lest this child go on a crooked road."

He got up from the sofa and turned around. The moment he saw his face, Rachel covered her mouth and screamed. Tears burst into her eyes. She rushed forward and gave Saibo a warm hug.

"I knew... I knew you wouldn't die so easily, I knew, ah, thank God, he sent you back."

Cyber ​​patted Rachel on the shoulder, and he turned his gaze to Bruce Wayne, who was also sluggish in place, with a smile in his eyes.

"Admit it, Bruce, tell your children, let your loved ones tell stories of the past, and make them proud of you."

Bruce Wayne looked at his son. He saw the excitement in Damian's eyes and the expectation he had never had before. He took a deep breath.

"Okay...well, son, your dad is... Batman."

"Yay!!!"

Damian jumped out of Bruce's arms, held his hands high, and circled the living room, "Yeah! My dad is a superhero! Yay!"

Five minutes later, in Bruce’s study, Cyber ​​and Bruce sat face to face. Cyber ​​briefly talked about his own affairs in the past four years, and then turned the conversation to Bruce.

"You and Rachel have traveled around the world for 3 years? This time is a bit too long, right?"

Saibo winked at his cigar and asked, "Damian was born on your journey? You really know how to play."

"No, no, not what you think."

Bruce, who appeared more mature, waved his hand, "It's not a global travel. In fact, we spent two years in Nepal. There is a special temple there. Rachel and I like the environment very much, if not Because of Damian's birth, we estimate that we will continue to stay there."

"Nepal?"

Saber frowned, he reached out his hand, clicked on the table, and suddenly said a place name, "Kama Taj?"

"Ok?"

Bruce's eyes widened. "Do you know that place too?"

"Gu Yi?"

Saber said another name, and Bruce's curiosity became more intense, "Do you still know the Gu Yi master?"

"Okay... I won't ask!"

Saibo raised his hands and surrendered, "I don't want to know anything about Gu Yi, but I have to say, you are lucky, Bruce, the world is looking after you, but I am here this time and bid farewell."

He looked at Batman in front of him with clear eyes, "I'm leaving Gotham, I don't know how long I will come back next time, if luck is not good enough, you may not see me for the rest of your life..."

Bruce wanted to speak, but was stopped by Saibo's outstretched hand.

"Wait for me to finish... I have to warn you about something, Bruce, some "old friends" are back, maybe you may sound incredible, but they really returned from hell, and their goal, It's you, Bruce Wayne, or Batman!"

"But I'm not Batman anymore!"

Bruce whispered, "Batman is dead! He died in the final battle with the Joker!"

"Hehe... it seems you still don't understand what I mean, Bruce."

A red light flashed through Cyber's eyes. He took something out of his pocket and put it on the desk in front of him. It was a Joker poker entwined with the power of shadow, making Batman stunned. "They Come back! They are in this city! You can't lie to them! Among them is one of your most difficult opponents before!"

"clown?"

When Bruce's eyes were at their peak, Saber shrugged.

"More than... it's everyone! An unprecedented game has begun, Bruce, the worst thing is that you are not qualified to refuse. Your opponent is aggressive, and you won't give up unless you reach your goal. Get ready for the Bat Armor, Bruce ...A fierce battle is coming!"

"You can't escape, you can't avoid it, either you admit that you have lost and that you are a lunatic, or you slap them in the face, just like before!

Cyber ​​took his sunglasses from the table and put them on his face. He shrugged.

"But the good news is not without... I can't say too much, but... Gotham, don't leave here, here, you will be Batman forever, as long as your will is not defeated, you will never Failure! Bruce, this is your own war. This time, I can't help you."

He stood up and walked to the door of the study. As he stepped out of the room, Bruce whispered,

"I...I don't want to wear that suit anymore, Bruce Wayne got everything he wanted, so Batman...should not show up again."

Saibo's footsteps stopped for a moment, he chuckled.

"Hehe, this is the most interesting part of this story. In most of the time, we don’t actually have much power to resist. At least facing this matter, you can’t refuse... I can probably guess, you think There is nothing that can make you go back to that time, no!"

Cyber ​​opened the door and walked out.

"In my opinion, you now have more reasons to put on a bat suit, but you no longer fight for this city, but for you, for Rachel, for Ah Fu, for little Damian... you now Stronger than ever, Bruce, a man who can give everything for something, a man with perseverance in his heart...It is impossible to be defeated!"

"Wake up the other self, Bruce, to become the shadow of fear flying over this city, leaving you time to hesitate...not much."

"Be... the eternal Batman!"

His crazy voice was floating in this corridor,

"Listen, look! The drums of war have sounded, the smoke of gunpowder has risen, the knights have lined up, the curtain of war has risen to the sky, endless reincarnation, endless battles, the way of heroes...this has just begun."

He walked out of Wayne Castle, and a boy in pajamas lay on the window and waved at him vigorously.

"Uncle Sai, goodbye! You are welcome to come again next time! I like your story!"

Cyber ​​turned his head and looked at Little Demian. He waved his hand. A silver light flashed through a brilliant trajectory in the air, as if cutting through the darkness, and finally flew to Little Demian, when he was at the highest point. Falling down, was picked up by the little boy.

Damian looked at the heavy object in his hand. It looked like a toy. It was a carefully carved silver bat knife with a wide handle that could be held in the center, but the wings of the bats on both sides had been opened. Overflowing.

On the back of the bat knife, a line of text that only Damian can see is engraved with twisted flame text, "For Damian Wayne, a late birthday present from the red devil."

Saibo took out the silver-white ghost face from his arms, clasped it on his face, commanded with two hands, and shook it at Little Damian. A scarlet flame rose from under his feet and quickly wrapped his whole body, as if Like the real devil, he disappeared in the same place. In fact, it was only that Cyber ​​flashed into the darkness at a super fast speed, but he was willing to leave a life-worthy, perfect ending for a child.

But this magical scene left little Damian stuck in place. After a while, the flame flew away, forming a burning bat emblem on the ground. The child tightly held the bat knife in his hand, and his eyes were full of surprise and shock. Turning around, he rushed out towards the bedroom door.

"Coooool! Red. Devil! He is really red. Devil! Mom! Mom...Uncle Sai is really red. Devil! Those stories, those stories are true!"

The story of Batman has started again...the story of Cyber ​​will also continue.