I'm the villain in Gotham

Erberist snorted, "Good guy? Well then, how do you plan to repay me as a nice guy?"

The Flash was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"I saved the world," Erberist opened his arms, showing him everything behind him: "Should you repay me something?"

The Flash wants to say that generally he won’t ask anyone for reward after saving Central City, most of the citizens will give it to him spontaneously: “Uh, let me treat you to the best hamburger in Central City?”

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I don't need to eat." Oberister looked at his hesitation, and became happy: "I need something practical."

Flash remembered the little money in his pocket: "..."

He was trembling and about to cry under the smiling gaze of the evil dragon.

Or Doctor Strange couldn't stand him bullying the kids, so he helped the Flash out: "It's time for us to go back to Earth, I'm not, cough, I still owe you the final payment?"

Erberist glanced at The Flash: "That's right, Doctor, I've been coveting your treasure house for a long time, I'm so glad you asked me for it this time."

flash:"……"

He didn't dare to speak at all.

Following Doctor Strange's spell-casting gesture, a golden halo appeared in front of them, and the other end seemed to be the New York Temple.After seeing the different world for so long, the Flash was very happy to set foot on the land of the earth again: "This is New York? Great, I think now... well, that performance may be too late, but I still have time Go and explain to those kids, maybe they left me a piece of cream cake."

"I just hope that you don't have a formal job at the moment, or that your boss is easy to talk to." Doctor Strange said: "The time flow rate of the interstellar plain and the earth are different, and about two days have passed on the earth."

flash:"……"

The little policeman from the Physical Evidence Department in Central City was stunned: "...It seems that no one told me this just now?"

Erberist took a moment to say, "Then you know now?"

The Flash hugged his hair and let out a cry of pain, and the next moment he ran away in front of the two without a trace, and he still didn't forget to say: "Goodbye Doctor, nice to meet you, see you!"

Doctor Strange looked at Erberist: "It looks like he doesn't want to see you anymore."

Erberist shrugged. "It's better."

It seemed that he had the intention to leave here, and Doctor Strange stopped him: "Wait a minute, let's talk."

"What are you talking about?" Erberist said, "The problem of the interstellar plain has not been solved yet?"

"It's not that," Doctor Strange raised his hand, and they had come to the only lounge with a sofa in the sanctuary: "I want to talk about your problem."

Erberist folded his arms and raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"

Doctor Strange sat across from him and sighed long: "Are you sure you want to go on like this forever? Apart from Bruce Wayne, don't tell anyone your real identity?"

"We've talked about this issue from the beginning," Erberist frowned slightly: "I said, the existence of the villain can..."

"Yes, you said," Doctor Strange interrupted him: "You think it's good for the superheroes all over the world, you make the people realize their importance, and acting as a villain can make you more powerful It’s good to stop other villains without being restricted by too much public opinion and morality-I don’t intend to correct these thoughts, I just want to ask, are you going to keep it from your friends?”

Erberist paused.

From the very beginning when he decided to separate his roles and responsibilities, he knew that he was bound to get misunderstandings, troubles, and some measures that he would have to take to ensure that he would not be found out.

But he still did it, and he has maintained it until now, with no intention of changing it.The mask has been worn in front of people for too long, and I don't know how to take it off, let alone the consequences of making all this public.

He couldn't imagine what kind of expression others would show when they found out that he was Erberist, Nightcrow, and Lotkea, and what kind of thoughts they would guess about him.

Ultimately, Erberist said, "There's no turning back."

"I don't think so." Doctor Strange said calmly, and when he saw Erberister frowned, he immediately said: "Of course, we can talk about this later, I just don't think you can keep hiding it, the time spent with people There will always be accidents when you grow up, not to mention that none of your friends are fools - they may be confused by you for a while, but as the accumulation of anomalies and doubts accumulates, someone will always discover the truth."

Erberist thought of Professor X and Superman. People who knew his two identities now, even if they were unwilling to admit it in their hearts, they had to admit that what Doctor Strange said was reasonable.

Doctor Strange continued his efforts: "Instead of letting them find out by themselves, it would feel a lot better for you to admit it before that? Think about Tony Stark's reaction after discovering your three identities?"

Erberister gave a short laugh: "He might be so angry that he shoots the palm cannon directly at my face."

Doctor Strange had a look on his face.

Erberist fell silent after that sentence, and Doctor Strange guessed that he was thinking violently—well, maybe not violently, but at least he was listening to him, and that was enough.Doctor Strange didn't say anything else, and stood up from the sofa: "After finishing my vacation on the Interstellar Plain, it's time for me, the Supreme Mage, to go to work."

Oberister came back to his senses and looked at him amusedly: "Vacation?"

"Honestly, with you here, the completion of this mission is really no different from a vacation." Doctor Strange sighed pretendingly: "It would be great if every mission in the future can be this simple."

"Maybe there is a chance next time." Erberist also stood up from the sofa: "You can still ask me for help then, see you later, doctor."

He nodded politely to Doctor Strange, and then a black interdimensional door opened, and he left in an instant.

Doctor Strange watched his leaving figure, weighed the Killingholm scepter in his hand, and then walked towards the collection room in the sanctuary.This thing is too dangerous. In order to prevent it from harming another world like an interstellar plain, the Supreme Mage must keep it in a safe place.

……

Later today, when the magic puppet returned to Wayne Manor after get off work from the laboratory, it was collected by Erberist.Bruce had long since returned from Wayne Enterprises and was training with Dick in the Batcave.

The boy from the circus has excellent balance and body flexibility. He quickly mastered the use of the bat hook and is still practicing shooting the bat dart.

Lotkea came down from the secret door of the study, intending to ask Bruce when they were going to the Hall of Justice.At this moment, Dick slipped his hand holding the bat dart, and a fast spinning bat dart rushed towards Lotkea!

The boy's face turned pale in an instant: "Lotkea, be careful!"

When Lotkea raised his eyes, the bat dart that was about to hit the front door suddenly hovered in front of him, lost all potential energy, then fell naturally, and fell into his hand.

Dick's frightened face immediately turned into shock: "...Lotkea?"

"Huh?" The weak-looking researcher smiled at him, and threw it casually. Under Dick's shocked gaze, the batarang perfectly pierced the target it should have hit.

Dick looked at the target, then at him, and finally at Batman: "So Lotkea isn't an ordinary person? Oh, my God, how many more surprises are you going to give me? Are you going to tell me in a few days? I'm Alfred 007?!"

"He's not," Bruce reassured, "but Ah Fu did join MI6."

Dick: "..."

Okay, there are no normal people in this family, he gets it.

While they were talking, Lotkea also came down from the stone steps and said to Dick Wen: "Sorry, Dick, because you just came here, we didn't tell you all of these things in consideration of your ability to accept .”

"Okay," Dick crossed his arms, looking unhappy, but the sparkle in his eyes revealed that he was actually super curious: "Then can you tell me now?"

"Hmm..." Lotkea pinched his chin, pretending to think.After a while, he showed a sly smile: "Bruce said that you have made great progress in training, so when I pass his test, I will tell you when it is, how about it?"

"Oh my God—" Dick rolled his eyes in despair: "Really? Are you trying to whet my appetite like this?"

"Stimulate your potential," Lotkea said with a smile: "Batman's assistant is different from ordinary people, isn't it?"