[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

In the end, Bruce Wayne acquiesced to Sister Yanfeng to take the Beating Tomatoes--in her words, SCP.

"That's not your style, Bruce."

Dick watched the car leave and nudged his adoptive father in the back with his elbow.

I can’t blame him for asking this question. After all, with Batman’s suspicious and explosive personality, he would allow such a suspicious nun to take away such suspicious things and go to the so-called foundation in her mouth for “containment.” "...is a very incredible thing in itself.

Letting an organization they don't even know enough to get hold of something that can knock Superman into outer space?Come on, this isn't Batman at all.

"I've got location monitors on her car," Batman replied curtly.

"OK, I understand, this is your style." Dick spread his hands, "I want to ask, Boss, did you agree to let her take those things away in the first place just to use this to investigate her? The Foundation in your mouth, right?"

"..."

Batman doesn't answer the obvious question.

Dick shrugged, and put his hands on his hips as if resigned to his fate: "Okay, tell me, Bruce, is there anything I need to do next?"

"Take care of Brudhaven." Batman refused his former partner's friendly help, "I'll take care of this."

"Hey Bruce, you know it's neither cool nor trendy to investigate by yourself without everyone else? I thought you should have given up playing the lone hero a decade or so ago? "

Dick uttered a protest.He reached out to pat Bruce on the shoulder, trying to reason with his adoptive father who had become more withdrawn and assertive over the years.

"I know this involves a very large organization, and it makes you worry about my safety, but Bruce, how many difficulties have we faced together? You don't want to solve it alone and throw me out, No way, I won't let you face such a crisis alone—hiss!"

Dick withdrew his hand sharply, as if on fire.

"what happened?"

Bruce turned his head, but frowned suddenly when he saw Dick's appearance clearly.

On the back of Dick's right hand, three blood-red tattoos emerged out of thin air.It was shaped like a red bird - Bruce even thought the V-shaped wings looked like Nightwing's logo.

"...You can't rule me out now, Bruce."

Dick squinted his eyes and smiled, and handed his still aching right hand to Bruce's eyes, as if he did something bad that Batman didn't allow him to do when he was Robin in the past. Laughing out a mouthful of white teeth.

"Look, whatever that Holy Grail War is about, it looks like she's picked me too."

"..."

Bruce pinched the center of his brows, spontaneously feeling a strong urge to sigh.

"Happy cooperation, old partner."

Seeing the compromise in Bruce's expression, Dick patted him on the shoulder hard and let out a happy laugh.

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Bruce had thought this was the end.

Because no matter what, the probability of two people in a family being chosen by the Holy Grail is too small, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to have a third one, right?

He was wrong.

Holy Grail not only likes to eat parent-child meals, but also wants to have family buckets.

"Bruce, I have something to tell you."

That night, Tim rushed back from the Titan Tower. Not long ago, the boy who flew on the list of "Red Robin" and designed a new uniform for himself stood in front of him, showing Bruce with a somewhat heavy expression. own right hand.

On the back of Red Robin's pale hand, three scarlet tattoos in the shape of wings stung Bruce's eyes.

"Although I haven't figured out the rules for the selection of the Holy Grail..." Tim sighed, "But it is obvious that it has chosen me."

"........."

Bruce didn't ask Tim how he knew about the Holy Grail War. He has always had a good relationship with his elder brother, and most of the permissions of the Batcave are open to Red Robin.In this case, he wouldn't be surprised that Red Robin knew anything. Rather, Bruce was very relieved that this kid chose to honestly confess all this to him instead of seeking some solution in private.

Bruce Wayne is very self-aware about who turned Tim Drake, a boy who was originally a good little angel, into a second authoritarian little control freak.

He nodded slowly.

"You know the password to the Batcomputer," he said.

This sentence is equivalent to a permission for Tim to participate in the Holy Grail War and the investigation of the SCP Foundation.

With Tim's murder (?) before it, Bruce had no idea when he saw the three flame-shaped tattoos on the back of Jason's hand on YouTube's live video.

Jason Todd, a popular UP host with millions of fans on YOUTOBE, his account name is Rojo, which means "red" in Spanish, which is also his code name.As we all know, Rojo is the queen photographer of the new superhero Shazam in recent years. Since the introduction of Rojo, the quality of Shazam’s video shooting has soared. It is also full of large-scale texture, which is very advanced.

Jason will occasionally share some of his own process of making weapons and equipment on this account. Although he can't see his face, this little brother with ingenuity (?) and good figure quickly captured the hearts of a large number of fans.When they saw the half-read "Pride and Prejudice" on his desk once, this kind of cuteness quickly won a large number of fans and made Jason ’s popularity skyrocketed in a direction that baffled him deeply.

——Who doesn't love a handsome guy with a cold appearance and a literary heart, a perfect figure and a pale complexion?

Of course, none of the above is the point.

Given that Jason still maintains a very awkward relationship with his family, Bruce can only observe his daily life from his social accounts.

Although Jason will go to night watch with Dick, have breakfast with Tim, and Damian, forget it, Damian will not mention it-who made Damian go to Philly and fuck him as soon as he comes back Got into a fight - kept in touch with Alfred on the phone, and Alfred occasionally went to Philadelphia to see the kid... but he really didn't come back to the Wayne's.Except about half a year ago.

Bruce opened a small account silently and followed Jason's YOUTOBE account, which no one in the family knew about.It was also because of this that he saw the red command spell on the back of Jason's hand in the video.

This time, he had no choice but to sit idly by.

Bruce drove to Philadelphia, picked Jason up from school, and in the long, awkward silence he ended up saying just one word to Jason.

"Go home, Jason."

...and Jason went home with him.

Of course, there were many broken silences during this process, long-term eye contact, struggling and confused expressions... But in the end, everything was no match for the phrase "go home".

They are father and son after all, Batman and his second-generation Robin.

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"So, there are already four people in our family who have been chosen by the Holy Grail?"

Jason sat at the dining table, casually tossing the apples on the plate high before catching them.His eyes didn't stop at the apple, but looked at Bruce with a little amused meaning.

"In terms of probability, isn't this probability a bit too high?"

"Indeed. The odds are unreasonable." Tim typed on the keyboard while drinking his fourth cup of coffee. To be more precise, it was the fourth cup of coffee he drank in front of Bruce within two hours. "The news about the so-called Holy Grail War is too Less, but the SCP Foundation, I also found some interesting things - it seems that someone once leaked some information about the existence of SCP, although it was wiped out very cleanly, but still left some traces, let's take it as If there is any clue, I will continue to investigate in this direction."

"On the bright side, maybe this is the Holy Grail for Bruce to win?"

Dick nimbly took away the apple thrown up by Jason, took a big bite of the apple under the glaring eyes of Jason, and shrugged his left shoulder slightly.

"It's not bad to regard this as the favor of the Holy Grail, right?" He pretended to be relaxed, "Maybe it's Bruce's charm that won the Holy Grail."

"Very well, Dickie, your brain has finally degenerated to the size of a robin."

Jason folded his hands and let out a snort.

"Not to mention that the precondition for the Holy Grail to choose a person is 'a strong desire to be fulfilled', and each of us has at least one of these things-why don't you think about 'good', maybe Is this the Holy Grail's plan to destroy us all?"

"Because it is impossible for us to kill each other." Dick took it for granted, "Jay, will you do anything to us? Of course not, so this possibility does not exist."

Jason gritted his teeth: "...Sometimes I really envy you, Dickhead."

"Remind." Red Robin's voice remained flat, "There are still minors here, so don't swear, Jason."

Jason's eyes landed on Damian's face, and then looked away before he jumped up.

"Sorry." He said without sincerity.

Dick quickly pinned Damian down.

"However, I'm really glad." He breathed a long sigh of relief, "Little D was not selected."

"You'll pay for that, Grayson." Damian's voice was gloomy like an imp's.

"Maybe it's because the entry is not allowed under 1.5 meters?"

Jason shrugged.

And then he paid the price for that statement right away.

"F**k!!! Don't throw cheese in my face you devil bastard!!!"

"Go to hell! Todd!!!"

No one can stop Damian.

Neither can Dick.

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And the other side.

"Lars? Doing wrong things in the name of great love and justice, staining noble ideals with the blood of innocent people, living like insects, and what did you achieve in the end? Hand over your head."

The old man wearing a skull mask retracted his sword and threw a series of blood beads aside.

At his feet, the head of Lars O. Gu rolled to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

【Holy Grail War·First Night】

"Assassin The Old Man of the Mountain kills the Master, Master Lars O Gu is out."

The nun noted the result with a smile.

The author has something to say:

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He is the king of assassins who punishes all assassins!Crown Assassin!The kind where you chopped off the head of the Great Mother Goddess Tiamat! ! !

Hypocrites who love God in a wrong way, give up your heads!