Chapter 105: The Day After Tomorrow 2
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Messiah Ake-Wayne was seven years old and facing the biggest crisis of his life.
Well, it’s also an opportunity!
He tightened his face and tried to maintain a calm expression, but his wandering eyes still revealed his true emotions.
AKA Robin Timothy Drake looked at the guilty little Messiah with a half-smile, closed the information in his hand, stood up under the little Messiah's nervous gaze, and then -
Then, under the anxious gaze of the little Messiah, he stretched lazily.
The composure that the little Messiah had managed to maintain collapsed. He screamed and pounced on Tim, stretching out his claws towards Tim's black hair and grabbing Tim's hair as he exclaimed hypocritically.
Tim slumped weakly back in his chair, cried out in pain in a very exaggerated manner, and raised his hands in surrender: "Messiah, let go of my hair first - I give up, I give up."
The little Messiah cocked his head proudly, and when Tim tried to blink his blue eyes pitifully, he let go of his hand contentedly.
"Stop teasing me." Little Messiah said, hands on hips. "I'm two years older than you. I'm your older brother and you're your younger brother. You have to listen to me."
A smile filled Tim's eyes. He casually carried the little Messiah, who was standing on tiptoe, to the table without noticing, and then sat back in his chair.
The little Messiah wiggled his butt on the table, and his short legs involuntarily began to swing back and forth like a swing. He was so addicted to swinging his legs in the air that he even forgot his original intention for a moment.
"Ahem." Tim cleared his throat, calling back the attention of the self-entertaining little Messiah. "Speak, Messiah."
"What do you want me to do for you?"
The little Messiah shuddered suddenly, and after inwardly despising himself for indulging in childish play, he came back to his senses under Tim's smiling gaze.
"No, it's nothing." The little Messiah tugged at the sleeve of his coat and said guiltily, "I just have somewhere I want to go..."
"That's right, this isn't a 'request', it's an 'order'!"
He suddenly raised his head and said in a loud voice, "It's an order from the elder brother to the younger brother."
Tim didn't know where the little Messiah's brother complex came from. Was it because he was the youngest child in the family that he developed such unrealistic fantasies?
He secretly criticized the little Messiah's brother complex and briefly sympathized with Jason who ran away from home.
Luckily, the little Messiah couldn't read minds, or else he would have jumped up and hit Tim's knee like he did to Dick.
Oh yes, he has grown taller, so now he doesn’t need to jump up to hit Tim’s knee, he can just lift his leg.
"Okay, it's an order. It's an order." Tim responded perfunctorily. Looking at the little Messiah who raised his head proudly, he felt funny in his heart.
The satisfied little Messiah cleared his throat, rolled his eyes, and waved at Tim, motioning him to come closer and talk.
What if the bad guy Dick installed a bug here again? Then my plan to run away from home, cough cough cough, no, go out to study would fail.
If Dick himself were here, he would probably shout that he was innocent. He only pretended to be guilty of one, two, three, four, five or six things at most. It was obviously Bruce who pretended to be guilty of the most, but he still put all the blame on him.
And Jason and Tim, in order to maintain their image in Xiao Mi's heart, actually helped the evil and pointed out with Bruce that he was the one who installed the eavesdropping devices!
This incident caused Dick's status, which had originally ranked behind Ace in the little Messiah's heart, to plummet again, and he was directly reduced to a level similar to that of Paramecium.
"Will the next step be similar to the Joker?" This was a sarcastic remark from Jason, who loves to watch the fun.
Let’s not talk about Dick for now. Tim leaned over and let the little Messiah dog sneak up on him.
The child's soft body pressed against Tim's arm. The little Messiah had completely forgotten the so-called "brother's dignity" at this time, and only remembered his big plan.
"I want to learn magic." Little Messiah whispered mysteriously into Tim's ear, "I had a dream. An uncle with very white skin said that I have a talent for magic. After I learn it, I can protect you, so -"
“I want to go out and study!”
The little Messiah deliberately dragged out his voice to leave the audience in suspense, and finally when he said the next sentence, he successfully got the reaction he wanted.
Looking at Tim who gasped, the little Messiah tilted his head in satisfaction.
He was also shocked when he had the dream for the first time. Although the uncle who called himself 'Morpheus the Sandman' looked very familiar, as if they had really seen him before, it was still magical.
Uncle Sandman said something like "Your brain capacity is insufficient, and it automatically blocks complex memories", "You'll understand when you grow up", "I'm not saying you're stupid, you're just too young and your brain is not fully developed", "Enough, Son of God, please maintain your composure!", "The wrath of the Lord of Dreams is not something that ordinary people can withstand", "I mean, don't bite, or I'll be angry", "Does Batman teach his children!" and other random words, but some of them were still very pleasant to the ears.
He has a talent for magic, and it's a super powerful talent for magic!
The skin is very white...magical talent?
A serious look flashed in Tim's eyes. He had only wanted to enjoy the little Messiah's coquettishness, but he didn't expect to hear this news.
Even though he knew this was most likely just a dream of a child with a rich imagination, Tim knew the Messiah's life experience and had heard Bruce occasionally mention Zatanna's sigh.
"A talent so perfect it's almost overflowing, a soul so holy it's dazzling... Bruce, you have a child with extraordinary magical talent. If I wasn't sure, I would almost think this was the reincarnation of an angel."
The little Messiah himself had magical talent, but out of some tacit understanding, they all chose to conceal it. Even Constantine, who met the little Messiah by chance, did not point it out.
But now…
"And then? What else did he say? Why did he ask you to learn magic from him?" Tim straightened the little Messiah and looked him in the eyes seriously. "Do you remember his name or any other characteristics? Like his pale skin and green hair?"
When it comes to people with extremely white skin, the first person that comes to Tim's mind is the Joker, especially since the Joker had attacked Dick and Jason before.
The little Messiah looked at Tim in confusion. "Learn magic from him? Of course not."
As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, raised his chin, and looked down at Tim proudly: "I'm a genius. Geniuses don't need to learn from others, they can master their abilities on their own."
"As for the name, I forgot." Little Messiah still remembered what Sandman asked him to keep secret. He secretly said sorry to Tim in his heart. If his father asked, he might have told it, but since it was Tim's question, he decided to keep it secret for the time being.
"But pale skin is correct! As for hair color, he was wearing a hat, so I couldn't see it clearly." Little Messiah tried to recall the Sandman's outfit. "I just remember that he was wearing green clothes, um, and I think there was purple, but then I can't remember clearly."
As for what Sandman said, "This is based on the image of a superhero who absorbed the power of an isotope in a certain world. Children should be more receptive to superheroes, right?", we won't say it for the sake of confidentiality.
Tim's expression instantly turned cold. With his pale skin and purple and green clothes, especially since he was still in Gotham, anyone would think of the Joker first.
clown.
After targeting Dick and Jason, he didn't choose him, but directly chose the Messiah who had no ability to protect himself?
It is said that for the next week, Mr. Joker, who was in Arkham and fell from the sky, was beaten by different people one after another.
On the first day, Robin rushed in with a long stick and started beating and interrogating him. I don’t know what went wrong with the third generation Robin, but he suddenly became as violent as his predecessor.
The next day, Batman descended from the sky and swung his sandbag-sized fist at the Joker, growling, "Tell me, what is your conspiracy!", and directly beat the Joker to the point of paralysis on one side of his body.
The Joker gritted his teeth, said nothing, and even teased Batman, and was eventually sent to emergency room.
On the third day, the irritable Nightwing, whose strength was comparable to that of a Kryptonian, and Big Bird, who hurried back from Blüdhaven, beat the Joker, who was still on the hospital bed, half to death. The kari stick was crackling with electricity, and they called it cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
After Jason was almost killed by the Joker, Nightwing had accumulated enough resentment towards the Joker. This time, the new and old grudges combined to almost beat the Joker into cardiac arrest.
——As for why it didn’t stop, it might be that the electric shock from the kari stick had some effect.
On the fourth day, an unknown Red Hood jumped in after breaking the glass. The Joker recognized the former Robin who almost turned into a dead bird in his hands at a glance. Before he could mock him again, he was almost shot in the head by the Grumpy Bird with a gun.
On the fifth day, Batwoman and Batgirl rushed in with cold faces. They attacked the Joker and beat him up so hard that he became paralyzed on one side of his body.
On the sixth day, two puppies, one black and one white, slipped in from nowhere. They had claws and cold breath, and beat the Joker so hard that he shouted, "Kryptonian dogs, get out of Gotham!" and "Kryptonian dogs have corrupted our little Bat-dog."
On the seventh day, the three giants of the Justice League walked in with solemn faces. Under the serious gaze of Batman and Superman, Wonder Woman used the Lasso of Truth on the Joker lying on the dying bed, and finally confirmed the Joker's innocence.
It turned out to be just a false alarm.
Except for the clown who lay in bed for half a year and couldn't get up, no one was hurt. In the end, it was a happy ending for the whole family.
And the beating the Joker received was all due to a little white lie told by the Little Messiah.
Time goes back to the present moment.
The little Messiah looked at Tim and nodded seriously, a sly look flashing in his eyes.
Clown, just go with peace of mind. The little Messiah prayed in his heart, I will curse you to hell.
This is all the plan of the little Messiah.
Tim put the clown aside for the moment and turned his attention back to Messiah. He asked patiently, "Since you don't need to find someone to learn magic from, why did you leave home...ahem, go out to study?"
"That's because of Hogwarts, of course."
The little Messiah confidently said something unexpected: "There is magic in the world, so Harry Potter must be non-fiction, so Hogwarts exists."
"I'm going to Hogwarts to study magic!"
With Tim's headache on his face, little Messiah made today's outrageous remarks in front of Bruce who walked down the Batcave with sleepy eyes and Alfred who followed Bruce with a tray.
"Jason can go to Gandalf to learn magic and fight Sauron, so why can't I go to Hogwarts to learn magic and fight Voldemort?"
"You don't have to worry about me, Tim, Dad, Alfred, Ace, Jason who's not here, and the bad guy Dick who doesn't need to say goodbye. I'll go home after I defeat Voldemort-"
Accompanied by a burst of golden light, Bruce's hand grabbed nothing, as Tim looked stunned.
The little Messiah disappeared.
【Author’s words】
No one was hurt except the clown [Namaste][Namaste][Namaste]
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