Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

Everyday life starts to get boring.

David still avoided all kinds of contact with Bruce as much as possible.

He turned down all club offers, only to find out that Bruce did the same.So he simply told Alfred that he joined a reading club that didn't exist, and had a lot of time to do other things, and avoid Bruce Wayne.

Using this time, he slaughtered the entire Court of Owls without hesitation.Using the Reality Gem to construct the freezing gun of the freezing man, this hidden danger was completely eradicated in the unbelievable eyes of the members of the court and the claws.

Of course, it also included his old butler, Curtis, who was looking at him in horror. : "How could you?! How could you still be alive?"

Apparently the bullet had penetrated his head, Curtis threw his body into the dark water of Gotham port by himself.

"Alive?"

David looked at him unkindly: "Do you call the walking dead alive?"

He didn't give Curtis a chance to answer.

The freezing gun instantly froze the old man with a kind face in the ice.

David raised his head, and the vast room was completely frozen in ice.

The abandoned thirteenth floor of Wayne Building is the real nest of this group of owls.

The luxurious decoration and facilities are all buried under the ice.

The behind-the-scenes manipulator that has existed since the establishment of Gotham City, the Owl Court, which has been fighting with the Wayne family for hundreds of years and persecuting family members, has completely disappeared from the world.

Likewise, he uses the time to find Selina, the catwoman who witnessed what happened in the port that night.Under Selina's astonished eyes, he pretended to be puzzled and asked her and misled her, making her think that the bullets accompanied by the gunfire that night just flew out of his ears, and he also fell into the water along the way.

Then, he simply and neatly eliminated all the criminals he knew, if it wasn't for the fact that the base of the Shadow Warrior Alliance was too far away and a certain brat frantically stopped them.He can also burn the Shadow Warrior Alliance completely with a single fire.

"It's too late to terminate this project, he is a murderer, a psychopathic lunatic."

Stephanie, with brilliant blonde hair, shook her head, her unbound hair swaying slightly with her movements.

She's the daughter of Clue Master, a third-rate Gotham City criminal, but she's taking a superhero's duties seriously.

Nightwing, who had insisted on and agreed with this plan from beginning to end, was also a little shaken.Holding the stick in his hand, he thought silently.

"Perhaps in order not to kill more innocent people, for these criminals to hurt more innocent people in the future... well, I won't say."

Under everyone's gaze, Jason restrained his inappropriate remarks, shrugged his shoulders and folded his arms and sat back on the sofa in the corner.

But he felt David was doing the right thing.

"We shouldn't expect anything from him. He was a criminal from the beginning, wasn't he? I mean, he even killed Batman in front of us, didn't he?" Starfire gritted her teeth, she couldn't help it David felt the slightest sympathy.

Tim shook his head, his eyes raised.The blue eyes looked at the silent Raven: "Say something, Raven, since you are the one who knows him best."

"He actually... Forget it, I want to say give him a few more years. At least he always remembers his mission, doesn't he?"

Raven also shook his head: "Let 'David' help to speed up the speed of time."

"Make Batman happy? I think Bruce is going crazy."

Barbara sighed regretfully: "David is simply a psychopath."

"Those scars on Bruce must be school violence, right?"

Ye Yi suddenly interrupted at this moment, his face was full of sternness: "Alfred has seen it a long time ago, and he wants Bruce to hire a tutor at home. But Bruce refused, he insisted on going to school! In order to Isn't that obvious enough? That guy has a limit to pretending to be blind!"

"It was an obvious mistake for us to put David on this project!"

"He's enough! Even if Batman did something unforgivable to him, he shouldn't pour his anger on a child. What we did was torture to Bruce! It was a further step on him as an accomplice." harm."

[David. ]

David half closed his eyes, the dried blood on the pearl in his hand was shocking.He never wiped off the blood.

[How much do you really hate Bruce Wayne? ]

Barbara's voice was serious.

When David turned his palm over, the pearl disappeared completely.

He raised his hand to pick up the gel pen on the table, and scribbled on the test paper to write his name: Davide Dumacher.

He didn't care about the impact his words would have on the silent classroom, and stated the facts in a cold voice: "It's disgusting enough to kill him."

The teacher sitting at the front of the classroom coughed and looked at him warningly: "David!"

The few students beside him all looked at him in horror, and a few others looked at him with interest.

David tactfully apologized.

The voice in my head also disappeared.

Until the end of the exam, David carried his schoolbag and began to look for the classroom where his next class was located on the schedule.

[David, have you never eaten in the school cafeteria? ]

David raised his eyebrows, not knowing why the raven would ask such a question: "You know I don't need to eat, little crow, and I don't even need to breathe."

The wide leather necklace on the neck reflects the unique light under the light.

The small golden characters tattooed on it: D·D kept reminding him what kind of monster he was from the beginning to the end.

[You should at least put on a show, David, a lot of people are watching you. ]

David thought for a moment, and felt that the truth of the matter must not be so simple.Raven definitely had other intentions for letting him eat in the cafeteria, but he didn't know exactly what it was.

But he still nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will go."

After all, he didn't want to be caught for an autopsy.

The food at Gotham Public School was not bad. He brought some mashed potatoes and French fries, and found a corner where no one was around.Then start enjoying your long-lost lunch.

Taste was ok, fries a bit cold, mashed potatoes a bit bland.

But that's not what he believed the raven had drawn his attention to.

He understood almost instantly that what Raven wanted him to pay attention to was the familiar heartbeat ringing in his ears.

His slender fingers picked up the fries and dipped them in the ketchup until the golden fries were covered with red viscous sauce except where his fingers pinched.

He had long since lost the appetite to swallow what was in his hand.

"Why don't you get out soon? Do you think this is your back garden?"

An unfamiliar voice rang in his ears.

Then the familiar heart rate changed slightly, followed by his familiar milk voice: "I didn't..."

David took a look at the ketchup-smeared French fries in his hand, and took a bite.

"Not yet? Without you, why are you still staying here with the cheek? Go back to your housekeeper's arms and cry, young master."

"I'm so scared~"

"No, you actually told your housekeeper."

"It's amazing. I guess this kind of guy is the only one in the world who can afford a housekeeper, right? Then why hasn't the housekeeper embezzled your property?"

"...you are not allowed to say that about Alfred!"

"I just want to say! Haha, you see he is still angry!"

"Go back to your housekeeper's arms and cry, who made your parents dead?"

"Shut up! Why do you say that about my parents?!"

David's face was flat and he was struggling to dip the chips into the sauce.

These sauces seem a bit stubborn.

[you...]

Raven seemed to be about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by David: "It's none of my business, who told him to come to school?"

He inserted the French fries into the "sauce", stood up, picked up the plate and strode out of the restaurant.

Putting the dinner plate in the recycling bin, his scarlet eyes casually glanced at the crowd in the corner.The sound of fists colliding with limbs was surprisingly loud.

He withdrew his gaze and strolled out through the passage that parted like Moses parted the sea, out of the way of the crowd he avoided.

The cold fries on the dinner plate had been dug hard into the barely touched mashed potatoes—that's what Raven was trying to remind David of.

His already calm heart never beat for anything, nor was he moved by anything.

How Bruce Wayne is doing has never been his business.

Anyway, as long as he promises that he will not become a member of the Nightmare Knights, and he will not become Batman.It doesn't matter what else happens.

He doesn't want Batman to be happy at all.

He loves to see him suffer.

Batman's pain is his greatest joy.

...

only.

David pursed his lips and stopped walking.

Even if it is pain, it can only be given by oneself.

He turned around and watched a group of people walking out of the classroom talking and laughing.

The leader seemed to have a few lessons in common with him. When he saw David, his eyes lit up, and he came over excitedly: "Hey, isn't this Ryan? What are you doing here? Are you interested? Join our cricket club?"

"I don't understand, where did Bruce Wayne mess with you?"

David lowered his eyes, looking at his classmate quietly with scarlet eyes that made people fear.

"Bruce Wayne?"

He froze for a moment: "Ah, I forgot that you used to have a good relationship with him. But didn't you stop playing with him a long time ago? It's nothing, it's just that he makes me feel uncomfortable, and he actually complained to his housekeeper. Only a three-year-old would do that."

"Hey, brother."

He patted David on the shoulder: "Stop talking about that. The kick you kicked Sionnis before was so handsome, he was so disgusting!"

"bump!"

He was answered with the same kick that Black Mask had suffered.

"Glennie?"

"What are you doing!" Soon someone rushed up, David blocked his attack lightly, and then threw him to the ground with an over shoulder throw.

"I hate it when people call me Ryan."

David sat lazily on the "classmates" whose noses and faces were swollen from his beating, and watched them groan helplessly on the ground.Chanting.

He dug out the cigarette and lighter from the poor "classmate", and the smoke snaked up his fingertips, blurring his face.

With his scarlet eyes half-closed dangerously, he looked out of the corridor window, at the small figure sitting on a bench in a hidden corner downstairs feeding a blue-fur cat, and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

The immature face is tired and ferocious that does not match the age.

The demon raised his foot and kicked the person who fell beside him, his scarlet eyes were careless and cold: "I beg you, drop out of school. You don't do anything but fight in school, and a group of people even beat me What's the point if you can't beat any of them?"

"Really. The builders of this school are the Wayne family, and the tuition fees you have been exempted by the government are also the most tax paid by the Wayne couple."

"Let's quit school, I beg you."

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