37 · Chapter 37
promise……
Messiah looked at Jason's face and quickly remembered his promise to his brother that he would never kill again.
The last of the golden light dissipated in the air, and peace returned to the apartment.
Messiah fell to the ground. He looked at the big men in black who had gradually stopped wailing and were looking at him in fear, with anger still lingering in his heart.
Dirty and filthy people do not deserve to exist in this world.
But he had promised his brother not to kill anyone, and he couldn't break his promise.
Batman's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and his guess was confirmed that Jason was indeed the Messiah's safety lock.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he knelt on one knee to match Messiah's height. He looked into Messiah's eyes and said in a deep voice: "They... are Wayne's fault, and also my fault."
"I will hand them over to Blackgate Prison and ensure they never have the chance to harm you again."
Batman made a promise to Messiah. He looked at Messiah's depressed look, hesitated for a moment, took off the tactical gloves on his hands, raised his hands to cover Messiah's hair, and gently rubbed Messiah's head.
"I'm sorry," Batman whispered, "but I hope you can believe me."
In Batman's eyes, he wanted to stop Messiah from killing people, and comforting him at this moment was just part of the plan, rather than turning Messiah into a child who needed protection and comfort.
But Batman didn't realize that the way he comforted the Messiah was more like comforting a child than comforting a time bomb.
This is a rare "mistake" by Batman.
Jason paused in his movement to separate Batman and Messiah. He did not sense any ill will towards Messiah from Batman, and even sensed obvious kindness.
Batman didn't receive a reply from Messiah. He sighed imperceptibly, got up from the ground and walked towards the group of black-clad men who were lying on the ground and groaning. As he passed by Jason, he raised his hand and rubbed Jason's hair.
A lollipop slid into Jason's palm. Jason stared at the lollipop in his hand in amazement. Was this given to him by Batman?
Messiah blinked his eyes, then realized that the weight on his head seemed to be wrong. He raised his hand to touch his head and took out a lollipop from his fluffy long hair.
Batman knocked out the men in black as if nothing had happened, as if he was not the one who took the opportunity to put lollipops on the children's heads.
Messiah stared at Batman's back in disbelief. He shook his head hard and two more candies fell off his head.
The impact of Batman secretly stuffing candy into the top of Messiah's head was too great, and all the remaining anger in Messiah was dissipated. He watched Batman diligently handcuffing the men in black, obviously preparing to take them away, and for a moment he couldn't bring himself to stop him.
But Messiah didn't want to let them go. He couldn't forgive the dirty and filthy people who dared to insult Jason.
An idea came into Messiah's mind.
——These people are “bad guys”, what if he lets them be good guys?
Messiah tilted his head slightly and whispered to Jason who had walked up to him, "Jason, do you think they should be bad guys or good guys?"
Jason replied subconsciously: "Of course he's a good person."
"Wait, Messiah." Jason finally realized what Messiah might be trying to do. "You..."
But his words came too late. After receiving his affirmation, Messiah confirmed that his idea was supported by Jason, and he acted extremely quickly and snapped his fingers.
An invisible wave of power spread, and a stream of energy penetrated into the brains of the men in black, neatly distorting their thoughts and memories.
This happened too quickly and too suddenly, and the Messiah's power was used silently, so Batman had no time to stop it.
In fact, if Batman hadn't heard the conversation between Messiah and Jason, he probably wouldn't have realized what was happening.
"Messiah!"
The brief warmth was wiped out, and Batman said in shock and anger: "What did you do?!"
Messiah tilted his head, and the ahoge on his head swayed with it, looking extremely innocent. "Why are you angry? I didn't hurt them."
Batman leaned over to check the black-clad men's vital signs. After confirming that their breathing was steady, he pursed his lips and uttered a few words: "You controlled their minds."
As sharp as Batman is, he extracted the core of the conversation between Messiah and Jason and deduced Messiah's actions.
"Hmm..." Messiah said in confusion, "So this is mind manipulation?"
"I just turned them from bad guys into good guys."
The Messiah put it lightly, but Batman couldn't understand it lightly.
"you……"
Batman looked at Messiah deeply, and never before realized as deeply as he did now that Messiah was an uncontrollable bomb, and even Jason, the safety lock, could not completely pull him back.
Putting powerful forces on a chaotic child is like holding a baby's hand to launch a nuclear bomb.
The vague idea that had always existed in Batman's mind finally became firm. He looked at Messiah and then at Jason, confirming his thoughts.
——Only by keeping these two children by his side can he guide them at all times and supervise them so that they do not embark on another path towards crime.
Batman stopped and looked at Jason who was nervously standing in front of the Messiah, and let out a breath.
Why was it that every time he was around these two kids, they acted like he was going to hurt them?
The pitch-black mask blocked Batman's emotions, and one could only hear Batman say in a low, hoarse voice: "You know who I am - about my true identity."
"certainly."
Messiah looked at Batman in confusion, nodded, and left with the group of tied-up men in black, not understanding Batman's intentions.
He looked very angry just now, but after saying some nonsense, he just left?
Jason whipped his head around and exclaimed, "Messiah, do you know who Batman is?!"
Messiah's already confused mind was further confused. He didn't understand why Jason was making such a fuss about something that everyone knew.
"Yeah." Messiah said dazedly, "I thought everyone knew that?"
"Of course not!"
As soon as Jason saw Messiah's expression, he knew that he definitely didn't listen to Robin's lecture carefully, so he patiently explained it to Messiah again.
It was the same boring knowledge, but after Jason changed the speaker, Messiah listened to it all.
"So they've all been hiding their identities?" Messiah said, bewildered. "I thought they were public knowledge..."
Messiah realized belatedly that Batman's accidental fall today was not due to clumsiness, but because he wanted to stop him from revealing that Bruce Wayne was Batman?
It turned out to be like this...
The Messiah spoke his mind truthfully.
Jason was dumbfounded and asked, "W-what?"
"That rich Wayne guy is actually Batman?!"
Jason couldn't believe it, it was absolutely unbelievable. How could Batman be Bruce Wayne?
Thinking of Wayne's silly smile and projecting that face onto Batman, Jason felt mixed emotions, inexplicably feeling a sense of melancholy as if his idol had collapsed.
How can Wayne be Batman...
Jason would rather believe that Wayne and Batman have an affair and that Batman is real, but he can't equate the idiot, fool, playboy Bruce Wayne with Batman.
If Messiah hadn't been there, Jason would have wanted to light a cigarette and think about life.
The Messiah also doubted his life, and it turned out that his cognition was wrong.
If superheroes have to hide their true identities, then what about Superman, who revealed Batman's true identity to the world?
Superman.
Superman...
Messiah repeated Superman's name in a complicated manner. Although only two days had passed, when he recalled the events of the previous world, it seemed like a lifetime ago.
He knew that Superman was a liar and had told many lies and bad things, but he thought that Superman just lied and was pulled down by the world that was destined to be destroyed, so he became the unrecognizable Supreme Leader.
It turns out that Superman is really wrong.
...is it wrong?
Messiah always felt that this was not the case. If Superman was wrong, then what did he learn from Superman matter?
Superman's gentle blue eyes appeared in Messiah's mind, and the dazzling diamond that fell into the sea lingered in Messiah's mind.
Messiah took a deep breath, and he...
Jason's embrace interrupted all of Messiah's thoughts. He subconsciously opened his eyes, and Jason's warm embrace dispelled all the dark existence.
Messiah allowed himself to sink into Jason's arms and turned back into a five-year-old child.
Jason actually didn't know why he hugged Messiah, but when he saw the expression on Messiah's face, his body moved subconsciously.
"Jason," Messiah said sullenly, "I'm not happy."
Jason kissed Messiah's hair and suggested seriously, "How about we go beat up the guy who made you unhappy?"
He thought it was Batman who made Messiah unhappy. The idol and his brother were placed at the two ends of the scale, and in the end, the brother's side defeated the idol like a weight.
Messiah thought seriously about Jason's suggestion. If he couldn't beat the Superman of the previous world, should he beat the Superman of this world?
Clark Kent, a young reporter who was working diligently, suddenly sneezed, and his icy breath almost froze the manuscript he had just written.
An inexplicable chill appeared behind him.
"...Could it be that Luther has some bad idea again?"
Aka Superman Clark Kent decided to "visit" his old enemy Luthor tonight.
Messiah thought about it and gave up the idea.
If you vent your anger on the Superman of this world, what's the difference between him and the Superman of the previous world?
Jason felt Messiah's gradually calming mood, kissed Messiah's hair again, and said seriously: "Messiah, no matter what you want to do, your brother will always support you."
Messiah's tense face softened, and he couldn't help but smile: "Yeah!"
Batman has even more headaches.
He disconnected the headset connected to the eavesdropping channel, crossed his arms and looked at the group of black-clad men in front of him, relying on willpower to suppress the urge to sigh.
Now his head hurt more than his broken ribs.
"Batman, what's wrong with you?"
The big man in black, A, looked at Batman worriedly: "Are you sick? If you are, I can call a doctor for you."
The big man in black, B, said gently, "Bat, if you're worried about the medical expenses, I can help you with them."
"Yes, yes." The big man in black, C, nodded. "You are a hero of Gotham. We hope to repay you."
Batman was even more troubled by the concern and care of the big men in black.
Good guy. Batman thought expressionlessly, this is the good guy transformed by the Messiah.
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