The big orange is the most important [comprehensive British and American]

Today is a rare fine weather, with floating clouds and bright sunshine, but even so, there will not be many pedestrians on the streets at this time in the past.

After the Justice League in the past fell apart and decomposed into the Injustice League led by Superman and the Rebels led by Batman, the world has never had a good life.

The ideal of the former "beautiful world" is now gone, the flames of war are raging, and the smoke is everywhere. The heroes of the past are fighting against their former comrades-in-arms for their own beliefs. Live in such a shadow with fear.

But habit is always the scariest thing.After gradually accepting the current upside-down and chaotic world, people began to work and rest at sunrise again, but they didn't dare to go out on weekdays, as if hiding at home could put away those wars, blood and ruins It's like they're all kept out.

But today is a different day.

For this important day, people all came out of their homes, and more and more crowds gathered together, gradually approaching the distant square like a tide; I didn’t know what was going to happen, I asked my emotional companions Then I have to go out to see what's going on:

A witch with strong ties to the Rebels is about to be burned in public.

When the world is not good, there will always be someone who bears a crime and becomes the big sinner that everyone will point out. It seems that if the person who bears the crime is killed, all the wars will be quelled, and all the disputes will be quelled. Just like everything will be eliminated.

But it would be nice if it was that simple.

When people came to the square, they found that a person was really tied up here, but this person did not look like the legendary witch who would "demagogue people" and "cause large-scale social unrest".

She looked very young, only in her early twenties, and her long brown hair was very unkempt, but even so, she could still see that she was a beauty.She has already fallen to this point, and she is about to die, but there is not much panic in her expression, those gray eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts and all lies in the world, are still watching all the people in front of them gently and calmly. People who came to watch her burn.

When being looked at by these eyes, it is as if being blown by a gentle sea breeze, as if looking at the vast sea covered by hazy gray clouds, many people have gradually raised the same question from the bottom of their hearts:

Is this really a witch?

She looks so young, so harmless, will she really do something as terrible as the publicity said, "bewitching people and causing turmoil"?

Those in charge of execution don't care so much.He had received a notice from above saying that this witch had a strong ability to confuse people's hearts, so he must not talk to her or make eye contact with her, otherwise he would be confused by her.When he saw the expressions of the people who were gathering here, he knew that he was confused, so he put an old sack on the witch's head, and explained clearly to the people around her. After the special ability, it was revealed and asked:

"Fiona Belekova, do you have anything else to say?"

This is the routine culture before the execution, and generally not many people would say it, but unexpectedly, this witch really nodded:

"Have."

The executioner didn't quiet people down as usual, after all, it would be troublesome if her words were heard:

"Then tell me."

Amidst the excited shouts of "burn this evil witch", the young, beautiful, pale and weak White Witch showed a pretty smile——

It was as if those persecutions and accusations had never been imposed on her.

That smile is so gentle and radiant, with inexplicable persuasion and appeal, and this is one of the reasons why she was accused of being a "witch". She is so good at deceiving people.

It is different from Superman's absolute power, Wonder Woman's grace and God-given persuasion, and Batman's analysis and calmness.Her style is not similar to that of the three giants of the Justice League who have already parted ways. She just stands there, and such a light smile is enough to appease the frightened young people who are not yet determined enough, and add a little kind word With the comfort of good words, many boy scouts turned their backs and disarmed, and defected to the side of the rebel army.

Of course, there are bonuses of her temperament and charm, but more of it is the real witchcraft effect.

It is precisely because she is so good at demagoguery that such a person must be publicly sentenced to death.

However, right now, she is being tied to a high stake by Wu Huada, because Superman personally named the person who needs to be "specially guarded against", so no one dares to be careless. She is facing a pale and weak beautiful girl, but All the tricks for the most vicious criminals have been brought out.

But even at this point, her beauty will not be weakened by this, and she still has the unparalleled sharpness hidden under the gentleness.

She smiled and raised her head, looking at the vast expanse of thousands of miles of sky.The clouds are long and the sun is bright. It's a good day.

——Just like the good days when she joined the Justice League under the guidance of Batman.

Unfortunately, unfortunately, the good times are always fleeting.

Even though she was in a terrible mess right now, she was still astonishingly beautiful under this smile.The silence seemed to be contagious, spreading rapidly from the point centered on her, and within a few breaths, the entire square fell silent.

I only heard her speak clearly and forcefully in the silence:

"We will unite to wage war against the tyrant."

"Execution!" The executioner was startled and angry, and shouted: "Pour the oil over here! Light it, light it——!"

Fiona was still shouting not to be outdone, her voice seemed to have some kind of magical power. Back then, she could attract countless superhuman boy scouts to defect and defect to the camp of the rebel army with her ordinary ability; At the juncture of life and death, the cry of all the potentials being stimulated is like a silent song, together with the flames soaring into the sky, it resounds enthusiastically and fiercely through the sky:

"Struggle for the truth!"

Years later, on the night when the rebels won and Superman was imprisoned tightly and was about to be tried and exiled, Batman, the leader of the rebels, did not appear at any of the celebrations.

Even if the victory is achieved, the people have suffered for many years, and the companions are torn apart, but it is not a real victory.

Dick understood his adoptive father's mentality very well.So he tiptoed down the stairs of the Batcave, thinking that it would be good to just sit with him at such a distance for a while.

However, to his surprise, a piece of intermittent and distorted audio came from the dark and empty bat cave suddenly:

It was Fiona's long-dead voice.

This is really rare!Dick thought to himself, after all, because she was so good at persuading people with the simplest words back then, after her death, all the portraits and audios were forcibly destroyed by the order issued by the unjust Superman. If there is still such a last fish that slipped through the net, it can only exist in the bat cave.

She actually has a small problem. When the Justice League was not torn apart, Dick was lucky enough to know this in the watchtower:

She sings out of tune, so she doesn't speak easily.

And this out-of-tune is still very subtle, each note is not where it should be, but you don't think it's a big problem when you listen to the pitch together, it's a little higher here, there's a little lower, and it's easy to put together Hilariously completely off track.

When she sat on the arm of the chair and sang "The Internationale", Dick watched Batman dumbfounded not only did not stop her, but hummed unconsciously along with her, thinking that this might be the ultimate in the old bat's kindness to people.

Sure enough, until the two got married—the Justice League Birds of Prey and others all accepted the marriage news with a dazed face, the two never had any overly intimate actions that would cause mental shock to outsiders.Dick once felt that these two people were not newlyweds, but old couples who had been together for many years, and compared to the simple "lover" relationship, the relationship between them was obviously more intimate and trusting. It's like a combination of love and comrade-in-arms.

In this regard, the Robin of the Batman and the former Robins had a private discussion, but the answers they got were quite consistent:

"It's hopeless, don't move on, let's leave. Let them do business like this!"

Barbara did offer a suggestion:

"If they don't take special contraceptive measures, they will definitely have children, just wait patiently."

——However, the result of waiting patiently was Fiona's death in the end, and naturally there was no "future", no opportunity to verify whether there was more love or more friendship between them.

But right now, the voice of Fiona, who has been sacrificed for many years, is heard intermittently from the Batcave again. Although it has a long history and is slightly damaged, it perfectly conveys the feeling that she is out of tune and out of tune. In the recording, she happened to sing that line passionately——

"The blood is boiling, and we must fight for the truth!"

Such a young, energetic and smiling voice will never appear in this world again.Even her young and beautiful smile, her outrageous singing voice, and the cat that jumped into the flames at the last moment, all turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

Fortunately, she is still alive in another world, and the news brought by people from another parallel world successfully confirmed one point:

No matter which world she is in, Fiona's favorite song and cell phone ringtone is this song that symbolizes freedom, and in this world, she has faithfully done something like this:

Throughout his life, to end a battle, he must fight for the truth to the end.

Dick stopped.

He saw Batman buried his head deeply in the crook of his arms, the old Gotham knight, who already had white hair like snow on his temples, was standing in front of his lover who had been separated for an unknown amount of time. The only audio in the world let out a long sigh of grief, deepness, and despair.

At this moment, Dick suddenly felt a breeze blowing around him.

This ray of breeze, born from nowhere, broke free from the gap between life and death, and gently wrapped around Batman's hand——

It's like a silent song full of love.