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

On the way back, Fiona was drowsy with the orange cat in her arms, and her head was bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice. Zatanna felt very distressed when she saw it, so she simply lent her shoulder, Fiona Na also fell down quite unceremoniously, and happened to be buried in Zatanna's chest.When she plunged in, Constantine, who was on the remote phone connection with Zatanna, who was so sweet and intimate, refused every minute, and separated from Fiona with a hoarse voice through a headset Shout out:

"Stay away from my girlfriend! You little girl—"

This sound was really heart-piercing, and the magic sound pierced the ears. It was an understatement to say that the lingering lingering sound had been around for three days. Fiona was so startled that she sat up straight, her back straightened, The cat in her arms was also frightened by her sudden movement and the yelling, and it waved its fat and soft cat paw, aiming at it, all The momentum has to be discounted.

Zatanna: ...This boyfriend is probably hopeless, so throw it away [Indifferent face]

Fiona was meowed flatly by her big orange cat, and then she remembered what an amazing thing this orange cat did before:

On the premise that it was not possessed by Batman and was just an ordinary cat, it succeeded in tipping off the news!

When she was forcibly taken back to the League of Assassins by Thalia, the cat was still in the hotel.Based on the fastest possible speed of these people who came to the rescue, and her short few days in the Assassin League, it is not difficult to draw such a conclusion after a comprehensive calculation:

The cat felt it when Fiona was just taken away, and then rushed out of the hotel and headed for the Avengers Building along the shortest route, dodging traffic and crowds on the way, otherwise it would have died Turned into a cat cake.And after arriving at the Avengers Building, she had to force her body into the ventilation duct, and then find someone who could help her in the winding and complicated ventilation duct at the first time, and then put herself into these ventilation ducts accurately and accurately. In front of people...

Fiona thought about it, and felt that the difficulty factor might have to be 10.0. Even if she herself became a cat, she would not be able to complete this series of behaviors without any damage!

She hugged the orange cat and lifted it up. The orange cat was already quite large, but it turned into a long strip when she lifted it up. changed truth.Just when she and the orange cat were staring at each other, trying to see something from those eyes that were covered by hair and fat, the man who hadn't spoken much since he left the League of Assassins The woman said:

"Can you lend me your cat?"

Fiona didn't immediately agree or refuse, she moved the cat towards the man, and after finding that the orange cat showed no signs of rejecting her, she handed the orange cat into her arms, and reminded:

"Be careful, it's heavy."

——At this moment, Daria just took over the orange cat when she was crushed by the heavy weight and fell down with both hands.

It's not that her hands are weak, for the convenience of going out and moving, the equipment of the psychic is usually placed in a box or bag, and in this way, the weight of the box or bag is quite considerable.Contrary to those tutors in the university who naturally call out their postgraduates and doctoral students, and treat highly intelligent people as errands and coolies in the physical sense, most of the psychics in Bantiwa have no assistants, and at most they have a close disciple Well, for such closed-door disciples, they usually want to teach them everything they have, and stuff what they have learned in one go, so how can they bother to train others?

Especially Dahlia, as one of the very few people in Bantiwa who works outside the field all year round, her training cannot be said to be in place, but even so, she was still caught by this cat before she was mentally prepared for how heavy this cat is. The weight gave me a shock.

However, this weight is not just the weight of fat.If Fiona, like Daria, has seen enough life and death with her own eyes, it will be easy to understand where the sense of disobedience and abnormality in this orange cat comes from, and why it looks only fifteen. Six pounds, but it feels like a little heavier than the actual weight:

This is a cat with a background.

She and Zatanna exchanged glances, and the founder of the Dark Justice League stood up and changed places with her, so that Daria could gently and deftly return the orange cat to Fiona's lap.Daria reached out her hands to Fiona. These were hands that had experienced many things. Small cuts, burns and abrasions were all over them, and the fingernails were painted with gradient dark blue and black nails. Coupled with her lips with red lipstick and her long raised eyebrows drawn quite clearly, the whole person shows a different kind of aura that is completely different from Thalia, who has a fierce and wild beauty. .If you insist on giving this feeling a definition, it is "the ethereal feeling and the sharpness that sees through everything that belongs only to the psychic":

"Hi, my name is Dahlia."

——As soon as the name came out, Fiona felt as if she had grasped the most critical point, and a faint light flashed in her chaotic mind.But the information she has at the moment is too little, and a large part of it is still seen in dreams, and dreams have never been her field of expertise, so this idea just drifted away in a flash.

She held out her hand to Darya: "I am Fiona Belekova."

Daria is a native of Russia. As soon as she heard the name, she knew that Fiona might not even know her biological father's name, so she smiled at her:

"Your middle name is 'Petrova'."

Fiona Petrova Belekova, that's her real full name.

At the same moment when the real full name came out of Dahlia's mouth, Fiona suddenly felt a warm current flow from her heart, warming her limbs and bones in an instant.And the same subtle warm current can still gushes out from the body of the orange cat on her knees, completely protecting her from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside in an instant——

Daria and Zatanna's eyes widened.

In their eyes, this little girl who had no protective shield before, was always exposing her strength and everything to the outside world, and only relied on her natural white magic to maintain the most basic safety, was suddenly covered by a very powerful protective shield. It was shrouded in.The pure white and bright light around her, which can only be seen by people with spiritually sensitive senses, or simply with spiritual and magical abilities, has become more intense than ever. There is only one possible explanation for this light:

Love from parents.

Daria, as the only professional in psychic psychic present, immediately took over all the follow-up work, because this protective shield is powerful, but if it does not converge in time, restrain the energy and guide it, it will always Maintaining such an unrestricted and fully released state, no matter what kind of protective shield and energy can't withstand such consumption:

"Fioshka, do what I say now, close your eyes, take a deep breath, relax, don't be nervous. Imagine a bright white light around you, they are soft and kind, protecting you all the time, It’s just that you couldn’t feel it before, now you have to guide them.”

There was an inexplicable convincing power in her tone, and Fiona did vaguely feel the existence of this energy, so she closed her eyes and began to guide this energy wholeheartedly.Daria looked at Fiona who was so obedient, and within minutes she had the feeling of "Although this is not my official student, but she is so obedient and works so hard, I will be happy ahead of time":

"Calm down, maintain peace of mind, communicate with them, and ask them to surround you and build an indestructible protective shield for you. After this protective shield is completed, all malice from the outside world will be hurt. If it’s not for you, you can also attack higher-level psychic targets with their help.”

Fiona slowed down her breathing according to Daria's guidance, and worked hard to build her own protective shield in her mind. In Daria's eyes, those white lights that were bright and dazzling before had successfully restrained their brightness , formed a protective shield around Fiona's body, but even so, there was still a considerable part of the energy that was not properly utilized.

Dahlia thought for a while, and continued to guide her to use these energies rationally:

"Now that you have completed the construction of the protective shield, it is good. Next, calm down, let go of your thoughts, and direct all remaining energies to your heart, let them nourish your heart, and be sure to Let go of your thoughts."

It wasn't until Fiona had fully absorbed these energies that she realized that Dahlia sitting in front of her was even more nervous than her, with fine beads of sweat oozing from her head.She felt a little embarrassed, so she quickly rummaged through her pockets, trying to find a tissue or a handkerchief to wipe Daria's sweat, but Daria didn't mind it very much, she waved her hand and declined Fiona's kindness , directly revealed Fiona's Daju's true identity:

"Fioshka, has this cat been with you for many years?"

Fiona nodded in confusion: "Yes, it has been for many years. I have been raising it since I was still in the League of Assassins." She counted the time with her fingers, and said, "According to the age of a normal cat, At this age, it is almost time to wind up, but it has always been healthy, and it has never been in heat, and I don’t need to operate on it. Therefore, under many conditions, among the cats that have not undergone neutering surgery , Daju has already lived a long life."

Dahlia saw this rarely, but not never.She smiled with great emotion, and whispered to Fiona:

"This is not an ordinary orange cat. If it is really an ordinary orange cat, it is impossible to be so smart, and it is impossible to see the soul. I think that in the process of getting along with each other over the years, you should have also discovered that it has the same Anomalies among ordinary cats, right?"

In an instant, Fiona's mind replayed all the things that made this orange cat different from other cats over the years.Leaving aside, it is enough to say that it can come back unscathed from the cat thief Nightwing, can see ghosts, and can bring people from the Justice League and Avengers to save her. A fact out:

Not only is this not an ordinary orange cat, but it's probably not a small one.

And in the next second, Daria's words confirmed this fact: "It was entrusted by people to protect you, maybe it was entrusted by the dead. We have always believed that cats are a kind of animal that can communicate with yin and yang. Animals from the two worlds, and after accepting the entrustment of the dead, their life flow is slowed down, and it will not return to normal until the end of the entrustment. In addition to being good at combat magic, I am also an animal spellcaster. Looks good, Fioshka." She stretched out her hand, patted Fiona's shoulder with love and comfort, and said softly:

"It should have accepted the entrustment from your parents many years ago, so it rushed all the way to the Assassin League to find you. Or it rushed to the high cliffs of the Assassin League, which is very inconvenient to climb. If we hadn’t heard of some injustice like us, or accepted a commission like it, who would go to such a place in their free time?”

This news was like a bolt from the blue to Fiona. The content of the news was too great, and it directly shocked her so much that she could only sit there blankly with the orange cat in her arms. After a while, she suddenly opened her mouth, He asked a question without thinking, and then answered it by himself in a trance:

"Then why didn't my parents come to see me? Ah... yes, I see. For those who are not violent, the boundary between life and death cannot be easily crossed, can it?"

"Exactly, Fioshka." Daria didn't know what to say, so she could only give her a tight hug:

"Your parents were heroes."

——Because they are heroes, they have to fight for the country, for those innocent people, and they cannot meet their daughter who was entrusted to the distant Assassin League until they die.So after they died, they could only use this only identities feasible as undead to ask a very weak orange cat to cross the mountains and mountains to visit their little daughter.

All things in the world have never been able to achieve both, but if you really want to achieve both, the only way is... across life and death, to seek help from outside forces.

The orange cat sat upright on the seat it snatched by its fat buttocks, facing Fiona's hazy tearful eyes, suddenly tilted its head, and the fluffy big orange cat's face felt a little soft The expression on his face came out, and he called out softly to Fiona:

"Meow."

Fiona was amused by its meowing for some reason. She smiled and felt her nose a little sore again. Her words, as long as they are in her mind, as long as her father's name is in her middle name, and her mother's name "Fidelis" is still with her first name "Fiona" Repeating the first syllable of the head, that kind of warm power has been lingering around her to protect her, just like her parents have always been protecting her, making her brave and fearless from then on:

My parents... were heroes.

The author has something to say: When I go to Bantiva, I can fully reveal why Fiona was entrusted to the League of Assassins_(:з」∠)_Now everyone’s information has not been exchanged, no Can't put this information together...