I'm the villain in Gotham

There's a party in Gotham City tonight.

In the magnificent hall, men and women wearing white smiley masks are drinking and drinking.They are either gorgeously dressed ladies or well-dressed upper-class nobles. Elegant violin and piano music echoed in the hall. This should be a very normal scene, but the masks on everyone's faces add to the scene. It's kind of weird.

A man wearing the same mask walked onto the round platform in the center. Suddenly, the whispers of the audience disappeared, and everyone was staring at him.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," he said. "Bad news. Our plan has failed."

The much-anticipated plan fell through, and people couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret: "Oh..."

Someone said: "We should have sent Talon."

"Yes." Someone else chimed in: "Just one is enough, he's just a kid."

"Well said, he is just a child." Some people questioned: "Why did he escape from the explosion?"

"Calm down, ladies and gentlemen." The man standing on the round platform said: "Wayne needs to learn a lesson. They have ruled Gotham for too long, but this defeat is a wake-up call for the next plan. We It will not be repeated.”

"We never will."

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Thomas and Zatara stayed in the study, and the flame in the stove was burning brightly, making crackling noises from time to time.

"...You mean, the man with the golden eyes showed up at the Gotham Theater today to save people?" Thomas said.

"I just went to the scene to see, there are still traces of magic, there are ruins covering Zha and Bruce." Zatara said: "The traces are very faint, but I am sure I am not mistaken. The combination happened before He might make a move because of the face of the Wayne family, do you have any suspicious candidates?"

"...No." Thomas thought for a long time: "I don't know anyone on the magical side, except you. But no matter who he is, I think his kindness is beyond doubt, and I need to thank him."

"It's just speculation right now," Zaatara said. "I just said 'possibly,' maybe he just happened to be passing there, saw someone in danger, and helped."

"You and I both know that the possibility is almost zero." Thomas glanced at him and continued to think: "But he must know Bruce. There are not too few people who know Bruce, but definitely not many for the entire Gotham City, Combined with the time when he appeared..." His voice gradually faded, and then hesitatingly said: "Uh, you have seen Lotkea, right?"

"You think too much." Zatara vetoed his guess ruthlessly: "I have observed him carefully, he is just an ordinary person."

"Oh, forget it... Wait, why did you observe him carefully?" Thomas said in horror: "Wake up, you already have a child! Did you just find out that you are gay?! I know Luo Tekea is very good-looking, but you absolutely, cannot, attack him!"

Zatara: "..."

"You should wake up!" He said in disbelief, "Why do you have such thoughts?!"

And you acted eagerly just now like an old hen guarding her cubs!

Zatara took a deep breath: "Let me state first, I observed him because I felt that he gave me a different feeling from ordinary people when we met for the first time, not... oh, don't look at me like that !"

Zatara belatedly realized that his words made the conversation feel even weirder.

He kind of broke down.

……

The Zataras stayed in Gotham for four days as planned before departing for Metropolis.

During this period, Thomas helped replace all the magic props that Zatara had blown up, and equipped him with some new ones.Fortunately, there was no loss of personnel in this incident, otherwise Thomas would have died of guilt.

"Goodbye, old friend," Thomas and Zaatara shook hands: "I look forward to seeing you next time."

The magic troupe drove away.

Seeing that Bruce sitting on his bed was a little gloomy, Lotkea thought that he was unhappy because his good friend left, and enlightened him: "You can still write to her."

"No, it's not because of that." Bruce said, "Why are you still not well?"

...Because Zatara didn't leave, he didn't dare to break the seal.

"I think I should be recovering soon. I feel much stronger today than yesterday." Lotkea said, "Some people don't usually get sick, but once they get sick, they don't recover easily. You know that?"

Bruce nodded, reluctantly accepting his explanation.

"...Then you need to get better soon." Bruce whispered, looking a little shy: "You promised to play with me in the snow."

"Of course." Lotkea smiled: "We agreed."

That night, he unlocked the seal.

The long-lost power returned to his body, nourishing his dry soul and healing his wounds.Lotkea got off the bed and took a step forward.

Golden vertical pupils appeared in his eyes.

two steps.

He grew pitch-black horns and claws.

Three steps.

The body is wrapped in black leather with scales.

Four steps.

The space around him became chaotic, and Erberist took a long leg and came to Bruce's bed.

Bruce was fast asleep on the bed, his long eyelashes fell on his eyelids, his tender cheeks were incredibly soft.

But Erberist knew that he was actually falling into a coma.

He looked at Bruce's face for a while, and then stepped forward to unbutton his pajamas, revealing his white and tender chest like whipped cream.The sharp nails lightly landed on the chest, instantly spotting a drop of blood, which he gently wiped away.

Suddenly, Bruce's chest shone brightly, and a black imprint appeared there, faintly revealing some golden yellow, as if painted with ink mixed with gold leaf, exuding a gloomy elegance.

And Erberist's chest was also faintly hot, and he knew that his incomplete contract pattern had finally been completed on this day.

He renewed his contract with Bruce Wayne, his master.

In fact, Erberist didn't want to make a contract with Bruce so early. According to his vision, this incident should happen when Bruce is older and trusts him more, which will avoid many problems in the previous timeline.

It's a pity that it was such a coincidence that Bruce drank his blood by accident, and Erberist himself had half of the contract pattern that belonged to him.Fortunately, his power had been re-sealed at that time, otherwise the sober Bruce's body might collapse on the spot.He is still too young, if there is any resistance during the process of signing the contract, his body will be torn apart by the tyrannical force of the dragon.

While sealing his own power, Lotkea also accepted these injuries for him.

Bruce was asleep when Erberist released the seal, and he naturally fell into a coma, which helped both sides at the same time-there was no consciousness when he was unconscious, and of course there would be no resistance.

It's just that the forced contract again made Erberist feel a little bad.

He was silent for a while, and with a light stroke of his palm on Bruce's chest, the mysterious patterns were hidden under his skin.

From this moment on, it would transform his body, sharpen his mind, make his spirit stronger, dehumanize his body, and increase his healing and resistance.

After doing all this, Erberist slowly retreated and disappeared.

He showed up in Sabatino's office.

Sabatino has been so busy these days that he couldn't get in touch with his boss, and he lost a bunch of hair.

He was overjoyed to see Erberist, as if he was not the one who was scared to death when he saw this dark devil before, "You are finally here!"

He has also figured it out in the past two days. It is no big deal to make a deal with the devil. As long as it can improve his family, he is willing to do business even with Satan.

After Sabatino couldn't wait to hand over a bunch of messes that needed to be resolved, Erberist said coldly: "Let me find out what happened at the Gotham Theater a few days ago."

"This matter has been investigated." Sabatino said hastily, although he didn't know why Erberist asked about this matter when he came, but it is the basic principle of their business not to ask too much and not to ask: "It was our enemy who did it. The Gotham Theater originally had our business in the dark. We were in the limelight a few days ago. They thought of such a way to suppress us. They planned to detonate the bomb/bomb that night to attract the attention of the cops. And I heard that Zatara, the magician performing the show, is a good friend of Thomas Wayne, if he dies, Thomas will definitely meddle in our business."

"But it was a coincidence that the trash who was holding the remote control drank too much and read the wrong watch, detonated the bomb/bomb in advance, and finally injured a little boy who worked at Wayne's house. Hey, I think Falcone and The two old guys, Maroni, are going to die of anger!"

Sabatino was beaming at the beginning, seeing that Erberist didn't respond at all, he couldn't help being honest.

"No, no, things won't be that simple." Erberist said softly, "This matter is related to the Wayne family. If you have any guesses, tell me."

Something to do with the Wayne family...?

Sabatino thought about it, and Oberister waited patiently, and then saw his face slowly turn pale, revealing an expression of surprise and fear.

"What did you think of?" Erberist asked softly.

"Boss, you, you are new here, you probably don't know there is such a legend in Gotham." Sabatino swallowed, "Kids in Gotham grew up listening to it, we believed it at first, grew up I despised it. But now, at my age, I have to admit, it, it might be true."

"Beware of the Court of Owls, who are always watching your travels.

A peek into Gotham City from the shadows, hidden in a low-walled attic.

He is with him in the house, and in the bed and in the bed.

Don't mention his name, and the claws will find your head. *"

"Oh—" Erberist murmured meaningfully.

"—The Court of Owls."

The golden vertical pupils under his mask narrowed.

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Zatara: Lotkea is just an ordinary person

Lotkea: Didn't expect that!Not only am I not ordinary, I'm not even human

*from the manga

I feel that not too many people know about the setting of the Court of Owls?But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if you read it as an original, anyway, I feel like this setting is like the scriptwriter suddenly remembered a plot and added it in (it is indeed forced). There is no rumor about a multinational organization before. However, this can be regarded as a common problem of long-term beauty comics,