Chapter 67 Trap, A Banquet

"Why do I have to learn these complicated theories when I become a magician! Obviously I can cast magic at will."

Rachel was holding the Magic Immortal Hundred Treasures Book, looking at the complicated theories revealed on the pages, her pretty face was full of bitter words.

But speaking of using magic, she cheered up again, holding her own fairy crystal necklace and waving it around.

"Spirituality comes first in magic. As long as your will is strong enough, you can do all kinds of incredible things even without magic power."

"However, the will of human beings is always inevitably influenced by the outside world, so the study of these magical theories is essentially to exercise your will."

Ian sat in front of Batman's supercomputer, watching the surveillance videos of various regions.

He had hoped that Rachel's ritual would make the followers of the Three Palace Demons unable to control their desires and jump out voluntarily.

But the other party's patience exceeded his imagination. Three days passed, and nothing special happened in Gotham.

At this time, Alfred walked into the Batcave, followed by Caitlin in a blue dress.

Barry has left Gotham, and although the rogue gang is not as rampant as Gotham's villains, they are still criminals and need The Flash to deal with.

Sisko couldn't wait to return to the Star Lab, but Dr. Caitlin chose to stay for some personal reasons to help Ian.

Ian turned off the screen and looked at Alfred, asking, "Is there anything that requires the two of you to dress so formally?"

Alfred bowed slightly and said, "The Gotham City Government organized a banquet to thank Wayne Group for its contribution to Gotham City."

"I'm not from the Wayne Group, you've found the wrong person." Ian refused without thinking.

He didn't like to attend the banquets of the so-called upper class, let alone put on the identity of the Wayne Group.

Alfred was not surprised by Ian's answer at all, and he continued to persuade: "Master Dick and Master Tim are currently raiding the new gangsters that have recently appeared under the leadership of Mr. Big Big Wolf.

Even an old man like me can't represent the Wayne Group, so I have no choice but to invite you, Ian, to attend this banquet. "

Ian was helpless: "It seems that you must let me go to this banquet."

"This is a banquet, not a battlefield." Alfred said with a smile on his face, "I have prepared everything for you, Ian, and Dr. Caitlin also promised to be your female companion."

"You guys are really well prepared." Ian pouted.

"Doctor Snow..."

"Call me by my name." Caitlin showed a trace of dissatisfaction on her face, and she said, "We are already friends, you don't need to be so polite."

"Okay, Caitlin."

Ian complied with the woman's request: "I agree with you to stay in Gotham, in the hope that you can help me find the whereabouts of the followers of Sangong Mo, instead of asking you to be my dance partner at the ball."

"But we searched for three days and found nothing. Have you considered the possibility that those people have left Gotham?"

"They will never leave!"

Ian denied Caitlin's statement without even thinking about it: "Without Rachel, the Three Palace Demons would not be able to come to the present earth, so those people will never let Rachel go."

There is a more important reason, and that is Hecate.

The test of the Goddess of Magic binds the fate of Ian, Rachel and the three magical forces together. No one can leave Gotham until one party is completely defeated.

It's just that Caitlin wouldn't believe these mysterious conjectures, so Ian didn't bother to explain to her.

"However, it's not bad to make an occasional appearance." Ian rubbed his chin, and gradually had an idea in his heart: "I'll pretend to believe that the other party has left, so as to numb their psychology and lure them to sneak attack."

Caitlin listened to Ian talking to himself: "Oh my God! I lost all interest in this banquet after hearing what you said."

"It's better if you don't go."

Ian said seriously: "In case they make trouble during the middle or at the banquet, I don't have to be distracted to protect you anymore."

Alfred sighed inwardly.

Caitlin gritted her teeth, she was very angry at Ian for treating herself as a burden: "If you don't want me to go, I must go. Don't be too self-righteous, Mr. Ian."

After speaking, Caitlin turned and left angrily.

Alfred asked helplessly: "Ian, how could you treat a beautiful and wise lady like this?"

"I'm just telling the truth!" Ian shook his head. "Gotham is not Central City. Unless I see the enemy really die, I will never let my guard down."

"If Caitlyn is as wise as he says, it's time to recognize Gotham's dangerous environment and realize that we don't have time for fun."

The beard on Alfred's mouth trembled slightly a few times, but he didn't speak.

Ian went up to the manor, changed into a suit according to Alfred's request, and set off with Rachel and Xiaomi.

Alfred chose a luxury car from the garage of Wayne Manor, acted as the driver himself, and sent the three of them to the hotel where the banquet was held.

All the high-class people in Gotham, including politicians, entrepreneurs, bankers, and factory owners, were gathered in this brilliantly lit and extremely luxurious banquet.

They were dressed brightly, and none of them was talking about Gotham's municipal issues during the feast. They were all contacting their own contacts and trying to expand their business. No one cared about what Gotham would become.

"I didn't see the danger you said." Caitlin was at home in such an environment, and she took a glass of champagne from the tray in the waiter's hand.

"You just have to be careful."

Ian ignored Caitlin, who was clearly in a mental state, and led Rachel directly to the buffet table.

"Ian, do we really not need to worry about Caitlin?" Rachel put the dessert on the table into her mouth, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

Ian wiped the cream off her clothes and said, "Don't worry, as long as she doesn't leave this room, I can bring her back at any time."

Rachel nodded and continued to sweep the desserts on the table.

Xiaomi jumped onto the table, picked up the cut fruit and stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit.

Ian observed the surrounding situation. He saw a blond woman named Samantha stepping onto the stage, which made the atmosphere of the audience a little warmer.

"Let us welcome the representative of the Wayne Group, Mr. Ian!"

According to the tradition, Bruce Wayne is always the first to go on stage to say something, but if he is not there, it should be Ian.

Ian lifted Xiaomi into Rachel's arms, and walked through the top group of people in Gotham.

A beautiful woman named Samantha opened her arms to kiss Ian on the cheek.

Ian didn't refuse, but when the woman tried to reach behind her waist, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The two are very close
But Ian was unmoved, and said coldly: "You underestimate me, Miss Samantha."

"I don't think so."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the entire building suddenly lost power, the venue was pitch black, and shadows like ghosts swam in.

There was a sudden chaos in the arena, and screams erupted everywhere.

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