I'm the villain in Gotham

Erberist seemed to have lost his strength, breathing lightly, leaning on Batman obediently, his head resting lightly on his shoulder.He seemed to have given up on himself, and his entire back was exposed in front of Batman defenselessly, letting him do whatever he wanted.

At this moment, Batman fully realized how much damage he had done to Erberist.

He didn't know what to say or do, his body was stiff, and his proud brain lost control for a while, and many fragments appeared in his mind, all of which happened during this period He didn't notice the abnormalities in Erberist and Lotkea.

The tentacles came so violently this time, and Eberister hadn't completely shaken off their influence until now, thinking that he was still trapped in the illusion.His spirit is still hazy, as if still in a dream.

Batman hugged Erberist, without moving for a long time.Although Erberist didn't mind the intimate embrace that he hadn't had for a long time, he also felt that this illusion was a bit too gentle. He even felt that Batman's embrace was tender and tender, with a sense of pity and sadness.

But he is well aware of the cruelty of the illusion, and those tentacles usually do everything they can to extract negative emotions from him.He didn't know which weakness they planned to take advantage of him, but he just hoped to break free from the illusion quickly.

Erberist sighed, propped himself up from Batman's body, looked into his golden eyes with a little daze: "Why don't you do it?"

Batman was called back by his voice, his lips moved a few times, his throat was extremely dry, and his voice was hoarse: "No, I won't...I'm sorry..."

"...I see." Erberister nodded without much reaction, and asked, "What do you want me to do again?"

Batman was taken aback: "What—I didn't…"

"It doesn't matter," Erberist said with a numb look on his face, "whether it's Lotkea, or something else... whatever you want me to do, don't say those nice things, don't make me happy Yes." After speaking, he forced a smile: "I never rejected you, you just don't believe it."

Batman paused for a moment.He remembered that Lotkea had never challenged his demands, that Uberrist had always been obedient and acquiesced to his decisions.He used to be anxious and angry because Lotkea didn't reject him, and he was surprised by the attitude of Erberist towards him. Now he knows that they are one person, and Erberist is the one who has been with him since his childhood The people around him, Lotkea's decision, is Erberist's decision, but...

"why?"

There was a trace of doubt on Erberist's face, and Batman asked hoarsely again, and he had a hunch that he would get the answer this time: "Why do you never reject me?"

"...Because you are my master," Eberister said softly, lowering his eyes, showing a tamed posture: "I will obey all your demands."

Batman looked at him in shock.He didn't have time to think about it when Erberist called him master just now, but now, when the truth was told by the person himself, he felt that it was so absurd and unbelievable.

Urberister lowered his eyelashes, not looking at Batman.He guessed that the next moment Batman would ask him maliciously why he didn't protect his master well, and the blood-stained cloak would appear in front of him again, dragging him into a boundless nightmare.

He began to tremble slightly, closed his eyes, and waited for the upcoming questioning and ridicule.

But no, none of what he imagined appeared, and a pair of hands reached out to hold his arms, bringing him some warmth and support.

When Batman learned of his other relationship with Erberist, he wanted to ask something more, but the next moment he noticed that Erberist's mood was not stable, maybe he didn't know it, but that picture The numb expression of abandonment on his face made Batman's body ache.

He held Öberist's arms and said in a deep voice, "I...I'm sorry, Öberister, I don't know why things turned out like this." He closed his eyes, barely aware that he was still What to say: "I'm sorry I hurt you, but I swear, it won't happen again."

He knew that his words were so pale that they sounded like perfunctory.There was a trace of surprise on Erberist's face, and Batman was afraid that he would not believe it, so he said immediately: "I don't need you to do anything, these words are just because... because I'm sorry for you."

With difficulty, he swallowed back the love he was about to blurt out.He has no right to tell him this anymore.

...that's weird.Erberist thought, this illusion is very different, and it has not yet revealed its vicious minions.His mind was foggy, but he still felt that something was wrong. After hearing what Batman said, he nodded: "I see." He paused for a while, and then asked: "And then?"

"……Then?"

"Then you'll tell me that what you said just now was a lie, and tell me not to think about your understanding, right?" Erberist said. He lowered his head, stopped looking at Batman, and said softly, "I know Yes, how could you believe me?"

Batman seemed to have been punched in the air, and he froze on the spot, not knowing how to react.He recalled the several explanations that Erberist had given him, but he never believed them once.

This made the misunderstanding between them deeper and deeper, and even after the reconciliation, Batman still had some doubts about him.Apparently Urberist has always been aware of this, and he doesn't refuse any of his requests, and he doesn't comment on plans that might harm him, because it might aggravate Batman's suspicions; and Batman finally realized that Urberist Rist's helplessness, Eberrist no longer believed in the trust he released, only felt that everything was being used, and he had ulterior motives.

Batman opened his mouth, and finally realized that all his explanations were in vain. He concocted the current situation by himself, and then suffered the consequences.

He once again fell into a daze and bewilderment, not knowing how to change this situation.

Erberist waited for a while, but Batman didn't speak, so he raised his head again: "Where's the dagger?"

Batman turned pale and didn't speak.

"I'm going back soon," said Erberist, "my master is still waiting for me." He remembered that many things seemed to have happened before he was entangled by the tentacles, and he was afraid that Bruce would find out.

Batman's fingers trembled slightly, and he had already guessed the ending of Erberist in the illusion every time.He took a deep breath, managed to pull himself together, and lifted Erberist from the ground.He knelt on the ground for so long that his legs were numb, and when he got up he staggered a bit, but he stood still and put Erberister gently on the bed.

He found that Erberist's golden pupils were still dizzy, obviously the influence of the tentacles had not disappeared, and he probably thought that he had been in a hallucination.Batman looked at him and lowered his voice: "Close your eyes, and when you wake up, you'll be able to see him."

He took off his gloves, and covered Erberister's eyelashes with slightly cool palms.The eyes were shrouded in darkness, and Eberrist was exhausted from a series of tossing. Feeling the warm breath of the master, Eberrist unconsciously closed his eyes.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Batman stood beside him silently for a while, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces.

Then he turned around and quietly left the bedroom.