Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 21 I have learned how to operate as Batman, so even if my identity is exposed, it is not a big deal
Drunk Harley Quinn is really rowdy.
Especially when Mason brought her a bowl of steaming longevity noodles with eggs, her shrill crying made people want to shoot her twice.
But Mason wasn't the only one in "trouble" tonight.
Just as he was celebrating his patient's "birthday", Ms. Selina, who had just returned from Wayne Manor, was blocked at the door by an "uninvited guest".
"Where have you been these days?"
The short assassin in pajamas stood with his arms folded blocking the road leading to the interior of the manor. Damian Wayne stared expressionlessly at Catwoman who got off the Batmobile in front of him.
This unpleasant boy has a cold look in his eyes, and it is obvious at first glance that he is a murderer without blinking an eye.
Although he was wearing the star pajamas that Alfu had chosen for him, Catwoman was sure that this boy must have one or several dangerous things like daggers hidden somewhere on his body.
"Heh, do I need to report to you where I went?"
Selena was in a good mood, having just enjoyed a pleasant dinner with her "best friend" and discussed 18th century skin care methods with Lady Elizabeth.
She took off her red goggles and said to the boy in front of her:
"I don't think there's any special relationship between us. After all, you little bastard doesn't even want to call me 'Mom'."
"Did you go off and fool around with that Mason guy?"
Damian was not angry, but still said in a cold tone:
"It seems that you prefer those young men to old men like Bruce Wayne? I really feel sorry for that pathetic old guy. It seems that he can't satisfy you...
In every way.”
"Shut up! You little bastard with a loose tongue."
Selina glared, put her hands on her hips, pointed in the direction of the manor and scolded Damian:
"Now! Go back to your room! You should go to sleep. A child of your age won't grow tall if he doesn't sleep well. You don't want to stay this short for the rest of your life, do you?"
Although the relationship between the mother and son is not good, they have been together for a period of time after all, and Selena has keenly grasped some of Damian's "taboos".
For example, height...
Sure enough, when she said this, the expressionless Master Wayne immediately gnashed his teeth. He had received special training from the King of Assassins since he was a child, and he had an obsessive-compulsive mother who strived for perfection in everything, which made him much more mature than his peers.
But no matter how mature he is, he is only the soul of a twelve-year-old.
There is always some childish entanglement and persistence.
Seeing Catwoman's smug look, Damian gritted his teeth and stopped pretending to be polite. Instead, he lowered his voice and said:
"You are in the same group! You are from the same place as those guys who deceived Grandpa and Mom! Don't think I don't know that the magic on your arm can hide your tattoo but it can't hide it from my eyes.
Selina Kyle!
I knew who you were when I saw you."
"Um?"
The adopted son's words immediately made the cat lady narrow her eyes.
She looked around, and Damian sneered and spread out his hands, in his palms were several dismantled bat bugs.
explain:
"Don't be afraid. I have destroyed all the nearby eavesdropping devices. I added sleeping pills to Ah Fu's tea. He is sleeping soundly now. As for that man...
He left two days ago!
I don't know where he went in such a mysterious way, but I guess he was in that extraterrestrial watchtower discussing some shameful things with his freak friends.
Don't worry, Selina, our conversation will not be leaked."
"You, a twelve-year-old kid, really impress me."
Catwoman said gloomily:
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"I want to meet Mason Cooper."
Damian was not polite either. He played with the bat bug in his hand and said:
“When those bastards first came into contact with the Assassin’s League, Mom always wanted that pretentious Mr. Sandstorm to take me away from this world.
But I don't like that hypocritical bastard.
But I'm very interested in your organization, Selina, and I want to know what you're doing. Is Mason an alien? Is he an alien like that Kryptonian freak?
My interest in him grew and I had many questions to ask him.
if you can……
I would even like to become one of you and get rid of that strange and boring man who always wants to be my father. After all, with your amateur level, you really need a powerful character to lead you to become stronger.
I would be happy to recommend myself.”
"no!"
Catwoman refused:
"That's not a place for a kid like you to go. Our business is not as fun and cool as you think. Just stay in the manor obediently.
You are not allowed to go anywhere!"
"Do you think this manor can hold me?"
Damian sneered and said:
"Besides, I have the leverage over you. Your Excellency Catwoman, I advise you to think carefully before you speak. You don't want your secret to be discovered by your lover, do you?"
"whispering sound"
Selina folded her arms and sneered, saying:
"If even you have discovered it, Bruce, who lives with me day and night, must have known it a long time ago. He also has a female friend who is a magician and grew up with him.
Well, your appearance is a surprise.
Thanks for bringing this to my attention, Damian. My friends and I may need to prepare a plan in advance.
Now!
Go back to sleep! Otherwise your vicious stepmother will beat you up! "
"Don't even think about it!"
Damian, angry and humiliated, rushed towards the exit of Wayne Manor.
Catwoman didn't try to stop him, she just crossed her arms and watched the fun.
As the young Assassin approached the exit of the manor, he triggered some of the "obstacles" set up for him by his terrifying father.
The row of stun guns hidden under the grass was activated. After Damian dodged three consecutive sniper shots, he was finally hit and fell to the ground unwillingly.
Part of his former strength came from the Lazarus Pool. After Mason's potion dispelled the dark power, Damian became weak or "normal".
Selina walked forward with graceful steps, picked up her adopted son who was lying there paralyzed and gritting his teeth, and brushed off the grass and dust on his body.
Whisper:
"I know it's hard for you to understand why Bruce locked you up in the manor, but it's indeed a way for him to express his concern. The man has always been slow and stubborn in this regard.
The pain from the stun gun actually comes from your father's deep love.
You should learn to accept it instead of continuing to resist, Damian. You and I both know that sooner or later, you will be willing to call him 'Dad'.
One day, you will also call me 'Mom' with respect."
"I won't!"
Damian struggled to escape from this place called "home". It was obvious that the child had reached his limit of endurance after being locked up here for so long.
But Catwoman doesn't have time to give psychological counseling to her naughty children.
She pulled out a sedative and injected it into Damian's arm as he struggled, causing him to quickly fall into a coma.
While taking Damian to the manor, Catwoman took out a communicator "kindly sponsored" by Judy, a future technology engineer.
She said to the other end:
"Mason, bad news, we may be exposed."
——
"Oh, I'm exposed."
In the basement of Cooper's shop, Mason, who had just finished processing the materials of the Felixir, put down the ultra-precision communicator in his hand with some depression.
Although Selina used the very conservative word "maybe", Mason was basically certain that the secret of Team K had been exposed to the master's sight.
When it comes to Batman, you always have to consider the worst and prepare for the worst.
But Mason was not very disappointed.
After all, from the moment he was forced to join the Star Society, he knew that it was only a matter of time before his identity was exposed, and he had been preparing for it.
As long as there wasn't some big Kansas guy with his underwear on outside of his body blowing through the walls of his cabin and burning himself to ashes with a heat ray, there was hope.
The fact that the master knew about the existence of Team K but did not confront Mason speaks volumes.
Maybe Batman has other thoughts and plans?
Or maybe he didn't share this with the Justice League at all, and we can't even rule out the possibility that the old man is actually helping Mason hide their secret identities.
This possibility is very small.
But considering Batman's unconventional style of doing things, it is not impossible.
"Perhaps this means that I have won some of the master's trust?"
Mason methodically used enchantment techniques to process the materials at hand while placing an alchemy array on the table.
He thought:
"Or is he waiting for me and the others to 'turn ourselves in' for Selina's sake? Damian said Batman wasn't in Gotham these days, maybe he went to the Watchtower. Is the Justice League dealing with that mysterious incident again?"
Thinking of this, Mason stopped and took out the hourglass that Mr. Hunter had given him from his bag.
This thing is still dripping quicksand at a fixed speed, just like time is passing by every second, and the decreasing amount of sand represents the time for an important event to occur is approaching.
The young man narrowed his eyes.
He placed the hourglass on his alchemy table.
Although there was no evidence, he instinctively felt that the "impact" incident Mr. Hunter mentioned and the big event that the Justice League was preparing for should be the same.
So, will the upcoming "shock" also affect one's own world?
But that’s a good thing!
Mason thought again that if the big event was getting closer, at least for now he wouldn't have to worry about the Justice League coming to attack him.
At the same time, a sense of urgency arose in the young man's heart.
He felt that he had to make full preparations for what might happen in the future. Thinking of this, Mason immediately sped up.
He threw the processed materials into Hufflepuff's alchemical chalice, used magic fire to burn and heat the chalice, and then stirred it continuously with smooth movements and added subsequent materials.
With this alchemical holy grail, Mason can almost abandon the bulky crucible and the distillation tube that takes up a lot of space.
He didn't even need to pay special attention to certain details of the whole process. This golden cup, once used by the legendary wizard for alchemy, was attached with a strange magic that made it perfectly suitable for the production process of all potions.
The best part is that once the potion is made, you don't have to take it out immediately. Leaving it in the Holy Grail for a few days will allow it to be purified to epic quality.
This thing is definitely a holy object that all alchemists desire.
The best part is that this epic potion will also count towards Mason's skill proficiency bonus! In other words, with this thing, Mason doesn't have to work hard to increase his branch skills with quantity.
He can really focus on improving the quality of the potion, and then just need to wait patiently to see his alchemy proficiency increase rapidly.
It's just like a fully automatic alchemy "script" plug-in.
And speaking of quantity…
"Shua"
The alchemy array on the table was activated, and more than a dozen bottles of Demon Hunter's Thunder Potion appeared in Mason's hands as the raw materials were consumed. These were made for the second barrel. His physical fitness was already able to drink these things and resist the toxins.
Of course, white honey is also needed for detoxification.
After an hour of hard work, Mason, who was both quality and quantity, dropped an alchemist stone into a Hufflepuff gold cup filled with a pot of viscous potion, then sealed it and put it in his bag.
He told Poison Ivy to take good care of Harry, then left the shop and rushed to the pier of Miller Port, then passed through the World Gate and entered the Forbidden Forest Wizard Tower in the Hogwarts world.
Zha Kang was trying out the Neon Wizard's evil ghost summoning at this moment. When Mason arrived at the wizard's tower, he saw a scene of "demons dancing wildly".
Some ghosts he knew or didn't know were flying around, howling. The most outrageous thing was that there was a snow girl monster that looked like an ice sculpture and was making icy cold sparkling water for Zha Kang.
"Hey, Mason, come here and see my new magic!"
The black magician excitedly summoned Mason to watch him perform a magic trick, but when Mason approached, Zha Kang suddenly blinked, stretched out his hand and said to him:
"Stop! Just stand there! Don't move."
"Um?"
The young man raised his eyebrows.
Then Zha Kang was seen grabbing a handful of golden powder and throwing it forward. The powder circled around him a few times and then dispelled an almost imperceptible strange aura.
Constantine stepped forward, grasped something in his hand, and put it under his nostrils to sniff it.
He frowned and said:
"You are being followed! This method is very similar to the marking used by demons when hunting, and it will not trigger the warning of my Eye of Hell. But it will definitely leave a signal for the caster to track.
You met Brad again?"
"No."
Mason pushed the hat on his head. With the Sorting Hat there, even the Demon Knight couldn't cast some kind of tracking spell on him silently.
Since the silent Sorting Hat did not give any reminder, it means that Mason had no contact with the demon knight wandering around Gotham.
"Then it must be someone around you who is being tracked!"
Zha Kang waved his hand to disperse the aura in his hand, and said in a firm tone:
"You've been in contact with that unlucky guy, so you've also been tainted with a bit of devilish aura. Damn it! Why is this damn Brad still haunting us?
Didn't he say that his private pursuit was stopped by Batman? "
"That was an ancient man with a demon living inside him, John."
Mason rubbed his forehead and said:
"I think it's a rare thing that he can follow the rules. It seems that our Captain Jack has become the prey of a demon in the past three days. This is really bad.
Get ready for action.
We can't let that Demon Knight continue investigating like this.
He's almost dug up our roots!
And I have some bad news. Batman may have discovered the secret of Team K. From the worst perspective, we may have to fight with the Justice League soon.
Have faith, John? "
"Haha, I will sell you out without hesitation, Mason! When Superman and Batman appear in front of me together, I will definitely put all the blame on you.
This is indeed the case.
I am a villain, but I was really implicated by you this time!"
Constantine curled his lips, reached out to take the iced sparkling water handed to him by the Snow Girl Monster, took a big gulp, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Mason and said:
"But you can still say these scary words so calmly, it seems that you have been prepared, so don't keep me in suspense, let me see if you can face the Justice League without panic.
I suppose it's something you got from the Batcave?"
"Well, it still lacks a heart, and I know where I can get it a heart that is not quite suitable but at least enough."
Mason smiled, glanced in the direction of the Hogwarts ruins, snapped his fingers, and said:
"Have your pirate servants bring the demolition tools and follow me, John."
"We have a lot to do tonight."
