For some unknown reason, Lars turned a blind eye to the fact that the white witch turned his grandson into a frog. Instead, when it was meal time, he came to entertain the guests as the host.

Damian's whole frog is bad at the moment, and as a frog, most things in the world are too big for him.

The chair he used to sit on casually turned into a high mountain, and the threshold was a huge city wall. On the contrary, it was those dark and narrow sofa cracks that made him want to sneak in to seek a sense of security.

And his grandfather and the White Witch turned into huge monsters in his eyes, the kind that could easily trample him to death with one foot.

When Damian's anger passed, seeing that the White Witch didn't seem to take any action to transform herself back, and the grandfather didn't know why, she let it go, Damian panicked suddenly, fear, fear accumulated little by little.

As the heir to the stars of the Assassin's League, he is even more noble than the royal families of other countries. He naturally has the capital to be proud. When he is not training or not on missions, everyone will let him do whatever he wants.

Young Damian was used to the respect that those servants and other killers showed him.

Because of this, he turned into a frog at this moment, and when he opened his mouth, he just said "croak croak."

Except the white witch and grandfather, no one knows that he has turned into a frog, no one can save him, even his mother can't recognize him.

He went from the venerable Master Damian to a frog that anyone could kill.

In a second, the earth-shaking change of identity is not something a child can accept.

"Quack quack!"

At the dinner table, a frog was croaking at Thalia.

Today we ate western food. Four people sat at the western table, namely Lars, Thalia, White Witch, and Dick.

As soon as the few people sat down, this noisy frog had already attracted their attention.

When Thalia came in, she saw that the white witch was holding the frog, and suddenly jumped onto the table to her side, croaking vigorously.

"Your Excellency the White Witch, this is..."

"Sorry, this is my pet, but it seems a little disobedient."

Daisy smiled and grabbed the little frog back into her palm. The strength of the little frog's struggle was almost negligible.

The encounter between mother and child made Damian unhappy.

However, the witch who was holding him didn't want to let him go, she nodded his smooth little head with her slender fingers, and gave a warning with a sweet smile.

"Don't be noisy, if it's too annoying, it might be made into frog soup and served on the table~"

Poor Damian scolded and squeezed his throat, and he stopped croaking for a moment.

The words "frog soup" kept circulating in the frog's small mind.

Apparently, he never thought that as a frog, not only could he be easily killed, even the corpse would not be spared.

Lars couldn't help looking at his grandson out of the corner of his eye, wondering if he was right or not, but Damian's temper had to be tempered.

This world is not just a small piece under the wings of the League of Assassins, and this kid will always be in danger.

Perhaps Damian has combined the advantages of his parents and has enviable aptitude, but this is just aptitude, and those who want to be strong

The premise is to grow up healthy.

Thalia, whose hands were covered with the blood of the same kind, naturally would not have any compassion for a frog.The corners of his eyes and brows didn't even move.

Of the four, it was Dick who had a good word for the poor, helpless little frog.

"Isn't it necessary to use frog soup? It's actually quite cute."

He came to an end temporarily because of Jason's matter, even if his heart was still on Jason, at least he was in the mood to pay attention to other things.

And what he said was true, the green skin on Damian's body was smooth and smooth, and there were two golden stripes on each side of his body.

The eyes of the two black peas are big and protruding, moist, and the small mouth and tongue are also pink and cute. It is definitely a good-looking pet frog.

Damian couldn't see his own appearance until now, but his good-looking to Dick has increased a lot.

Stay in the palm of Daisy. There was a "croak".

Dick was amazed.

"Does this frog understand human speech as well as Heimei?"

"Almost? Both guys are not very smart anyway. They are both prone to pride and complacency and can't see themselves clearly."

Thinking of the black girl, the White Witch was still angry.

Lars joins the conversation.

"The black girl is the black cat of Your Excellency the Black Witch? She is very capable. Damian was once envious and begged me to find him a pet like this."

Talia didn't realize what his father meant when he mentioned his son, but wondered for a moment why the servant couldn't find Damian even though he was at home.

The White Witch touched the little frog's head.

"Oh, really? But pets like Heimei are not easy to control. If you don't have enough strength, it's like this frog is raising a big cat, and it will become a meal in the cat's belly at any time."

Damian gave a "quack quack" and didn't know what to say, but he looked very dissatisfied.

Dick was puzzled when he thought of the black cat before.

"Speaking of which, I didn't see the black girl this time, is she still at Arthur's?"

"No, the black girl has already been locked up by my sister. She seems to have made her angry. If my sister doesn't let it go, it will never get out."

When the White Witch said this.

The little frog in her palm trembled, and Damian couldn't imagine what he would do if he was locked up in the dark.

At this moment, for the first time, he deeply realized his own weakness.

And what makes him powerless to resist is not the black witch he pays attention to, but the white witch he despises.

After the next meal, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

Thalia seemed to be very busy, and left quickly after she finished eating.

Dick is bored here, he can't see his brother Jason, and he can't hang around in the League of Assassins, so he is very interested in the White Witch's little pet.

After the meal, I asked with concern whether the little frog needs to eat.He saw the garden before, and he could go there to catch some bugs, such as mosquitoes, grasshoppers, caterpillars and the like.

Damian, who was suspicious of life at first, froze like a stone frog.

It was also at this time that he realized that if he could only be a frog in the future, wouldn't he have to eat bugs?

Absolutely not!

Even if he, Damian, died of starvation, he would not eat bugs if he jumped from here!

But a series of protesting words came out of his mouth, and it was just "quack quack! quack quack!"

Dick thought the frog was excited, and seriously asked the white witch what kind of bugs the little frog liked.

Damian, who was only in his early ten years old, suddenly felt that the world was gloomy.

Lars quickly stopped.

As a grandfather, even if it's a test, even if he believes that Damian's inner strength is good, but this kind of thing is still fine, don't cast a shadow on the child.

"Don't want to eat bugs?"

The White Witch held the little frog up to her eyes.

Damian hastily nodded the frog's head.

"Then still be good? My sister will only be stronger than me, do you still dare to speak out?"

No matter what Damian was thinking, he nodded and shook his head quickly at this moment.

Dick looked puzzled, not understanding what Daisy meant.

Daisy counted the time.

"Almost, where is your room?"

She didn't speak to anyone present, but to the little frog.

But in Dick's puzzled eyes, this little frog really stretched out its small front paw to point in the direction.

Lars looked at the little frog, and at the last moment he finally had some grandfatherly love, saying that he would lead the way.

Dick was completely watching the excitement, and curiously asked Daisy what was going on, but he only got one sentence, "We'll know when the time comes."

Damian's bedroom will arrive soon. The large room and luxurious decoration are just everyday for him.

There is little to no mention of the toys and video games the average kid likes.

On the contrary, one wall was used as a weapon rack, with large and small cold weapons hanging on it. Long knives, short knives, big swords, and daggers all gleamed with cold light, obviously opened.

"Whose residence is this?"

Dick didn't like the League of Assassins, and when he saw these murder weapons in a room that was obviously a child, his eyes were full of disapproval.

"My grandson, Damian Aigu."

Lars's heart was full of mixed emotions, he didn't know if he made the right deal, because at this moment he was slowly wavering by himself.

Daisy put the little frog directly on the ground.

"Wait a little longer."

After all, I am a young adult, and arrogance is not supported, but self-esteem still needs to be taken care of.

So Daisy and others walked out afterwards, and Dick followed without knowing the situation at all.

The White Witch's timing was just right, almost the second she closed the door, the little frog turned back into Damian.

When the door was opened from the inside, Damian, who was dressed neatly, came out, but this time, he was much quieter, and he was no longer impetuous as before.

Dick looked at a child who ran out of the bedroom that was empty just now, and the frog that was on the ground disappeared.

"Don't tell me this is just a frog?"

Lars replied with a smile.

"It's my grandson Damian."

At this moment, the old man didn't realize that his smile no longer had the unconcealable hostility of the past, and was as peaceful as he was when he was young.

Thinking of his seemingly friendly gesture just now, Dick panicked and apologized.

"Sorry, I don't know, I thought...."

Damian glanced at the White Witch resentfully. There were so many things he wanted to say in his heart, but in the end he just said something dull.

"it's not your fault."

From then on, the frightened bear child consciously avoided Daisy, because he was no longer so thorny, but Dick gave him a good evaluation.

A week later, Jason's soul was completely repaired, but because the life energy of the Lazarus Pool was weakened, it would take him a month to wake up if he continued to lie in it.

Daisy didn't plan to stay here for a month. Anyway, her soul was healed, and everything else was easy to say to her. She might as well take Jason back. It's much faster to use the healing technique sooner or later than to lie in the pool.

What Daisy didn't expect was that Lars found her secretly.

"Bring Damian to his dad? Are you sure?"

The White Witch, who received an affirmative answer, agreed without thinking too much.

So that day, Damian sat next to Daisy with a terrified expression and flew to Gotham together.

Dick wondered, "Why did the young master of the League of Assassins go to Bruce?"

The White Witch was serious, "Oh, it's nothing, just asking for child support for so many years."

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Dick: Bruce, I didn't even know you had a biological son, and you didn't care about it for more than ten years.

Batman: I don't know anything, I'm innocent!

White Witch: In short, Damian is a bit crooked, please don’t carelessly let him know what Batman’s fatherly love is:) Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Memeda; 1 bottle of Zhihe Wuming;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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