After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

——Listen, what is she talking about? !Batman thought subconsciously, he couldn't believe his ears, Jason was still a child, how could Hilda let his hands be stained with blood, even a human life?How many adults still have PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) after killing people on the battlefield, why does she think Jason is a child... No, she is not worried that this will bring a huge shadow to Jason's growth ?

Hilda didn't think about it so much. She didn't notice the shock and disapproval of Batman beside her at all. She just greeted Jason who was stunned: "Hurry up, why are you a little stupid?"

"...You are so stupid!" Jason immediately frowned. He came over in two or three steps, accidentally touched the wound, and his expression was grim for a few seconds. stabbed, "I—"

"Kill him." Hilda's hand rested lightly on his shoulder, exerting a little force, but this force was like a reassurance stone, reassuring Jason a bit, he grasped the cold gun in his hand, but In the next second, he felt another gaze that could not be ignored.

— Batman.

Jason paused, he raised his head and subconsciously glanced at Batman.

The Dark Knight looked at him calmly, and then said to Hilda, "No, you can't let a child kill someone."

Jason stroked the firearm in his hand, with a complicated look on his face, and lowered his head: He knew it!

"Ah," the clown interjected at the right time, with a weird smile, "I'm really touched, Bat, you have done so much to protect me..."

Jason knew the Joker had said that on purpose, and he knew it was nonsense—Batman had never meant to protect the Joker, but he was stung nonetheless.

Anger unconsciously accumulated between his eyebrows, he stared at the clown, the cold he felt when he died made him shiver uncontrollably, he held the gun in his hand, wanting to kill the clown more and more.

"No." Batman's voice was very calm, he ignored the clown at all, just stared at Jason, "You shouldn't be contaminated with something so heavy as death."

Jason pursed his lips: From his heart, he wanted to kill the clown directly, not only to avenge himself, but also to completely end this cancer; however, he also understood what Batman meant, and Batman was There was an incomparable weight in his heart, and Jason couldn't refuse him directly at this moment.

A hand landed on Jason's, leading him to grip the gun tightly.

"Heavy?" Hilda sneered, "There is nothing heavy about death. On the contrary, you should say that it is extremely light, as light as the wings of a butterfly. ... Don't listen to him, Jason, be you Never expect others to bring back fairness and justice for you to do things you want to do—they need to be brought back by you.”

Jason looked at Hilda: I have to say, Hilda's words are in line with Jason's heart, and every word has been approved by him from the bottom of his heart. Could it be because they have all been in the East End of Gotham and have already Burned the bottom line of "tit for tat" on the soul?

Batman: "You!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, not intending to reason with Hilda, but turned to look at Jason - he believed that Jason would make the right choice.

"Revenge is empty," he said to the boy in front of him, as if looking at the boy who was huddled in a closet a long time ago. "Killing the enemy will not bring you any pleasure, let alone It will do you no good."

"That's not necessarily the case." Hilda made up her mind to fight against this man who she found distasteful to the end, "When I think that those annoying fleas can no longer jump out of the grave and continue to shout in front of me, I will It was an unparalleled joy.”

Looking at the two adults, Jason felt like an innocent child who somehow got involved in an argument with his parents and was dragged around by them——

Batman wished his eyes could actually freeze Hilda.

"It's okay, Jason, be bold, you're just a child, and you have the possibility of trial and error—if you really feel unhappy after killing someone," Hilda said to Jason, bending over and lowering her voice. , "I'll help you revive him."

She paused for a second, glanced at the dark knight who seemed to be frozen in place, and then continued: "...Of course, if you feel as good after killing him as I do, then I will revive him—— You know, the more you kill, the more fun you will have."

Jason thought Hilda was the devil—her proposal was too tempting!

The clown was surprised by this appalling suggestion. He stared at Hilda for a while: "...how much fun I missed during the time I stayed in Arkham!"

"Think about it," Hilda smiled at him, "at least you won't miss this fun, not only won't you miss it, but you'll also be able to participate in it yourself!"

A clown.

Hilda patted Jason on the shoulder: "How is it? Have you thought about it? If you're a man, don't hesitate... Ah, don't you know how to shoot?"

She suddenly thought of this possibility: Jason is only a minor after all, maybe it's normal that he can't shoot?She thought for a while, then coldly pulled the gun from Jason's hand: "This gun has a bit of recoil, it may not be suitable for you—"

She looked around, trying to find a suitable firearm, but after looking around, it seemed that there was no weapon suitable for a child like Jason. After all, normal people would not design weapons for children.

Hilda thought for a while, and under the clown's watching eyes, she pulled out a blue long knife and handed it to Jason, and said briefly in his surprised eyes: "Chop, chop slowly."

... How many fucking knives do you have to cut to achieve the goal of killing the clown? !I'm afraid that the clown will not be hacked to death at that time, but will not be able to bear the torture and lose too much blood to death, right? !

Everyone present couldn't help looking at Hilda with horrified eyes.

Jason opened his mouth, and his expression was really distorted: "I... this... no..."

The clown looked strange: "Kill me, don't hesitate, anyway..." Anyway, the whole world will witness this bloody scene, anyway, enough people have seen Hilda's resurrection ability.

The life and death of the clown is no longer important, the important thing is that his death will bring more chaos and lead to more disputes - at that time, Batman, who alone upholds incomprehensible principles, will be how is it?

"What anyway?" Hilda asked.

"Guess?" The clown tilted his head.

Hilda showed disgust on her face, and immediately gave him a heavy kick: ...Guess your mother!

The clown spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed loudly: "You are not on the side of justice at all! You do not belong to Batman's camp at all - you should join us, Hilda, don't you realize how out of tune you are with those heroes at this moment ?”

These words were obviously meant for Hilda, but Jason seemed to have been poked in a sore spot.His expression darkened for a second, and at this moment he suddenly realized that he might not be worthy of being a hero at all—even though he had been Robin for so long, Jason knew in his heart that he was still the one who lived in the alleys of the East District. A vagrant who does everything he can.

——He is a despicable person, he doesn't care about the principle of not killing at all, in essence, he is no different from Maroni, Penguin and other people who use any means to climb up, but he is lucky enough to meet Bruce Wayne.

"So what?" Hilda sneered, "What is righteous and what is evil, I will stand on the side I want to stand on, and it's your turn to manage me?"

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her hand and aimed at the clown——

"boom!"

Her movements were too fast, she was clearly instructing Jason to kill the clown just now, no one thought that she would be unable to hold back and do it herself at this moment, therefore, no one had time to stop her, including Batman who stretched out his hand in vain.

——The clown... just died like this?

Batman and Jason froze at the same time. They stared at the clown who was still laughing, as if watching a hallucination.

Jason felt dazed for a while, and at the same time, he felt extremely unbelievable: Is the clown really dead?Or is this another conspiracy?But... before he could take revenge himself, his enemy had already died tragically. I have to say, this made him feel as if he had rushed to nothing, and he was a little at a loss.

"You know?" Hilda said, "He's right in saying that death is hidden in the dark, and it will shoot you when you don't know what to do—look, isn't this the best case?"

The next moment, she raised her hand, life re-condensed, the wound gradually healed, the clown's heartbeat sounded again, and he gasped: "... Oh, this feeling... this feeling-" He looked at Hill suddenly Da, "What? Sweetheart, are you reluctant to part with me?"

Hilda didn't bother to talk to him: "I'm sorry, I was too angry just now and took your head. Now you can do it, Jason."

"...No," Jason whispered, glancing at Batman, "I won't kill him."

Hilda: ...?

She looked at Jason with hatred: "What's the matter? You don't really believe in Batman, do you? Didn't I say everything, I will resurrect the clown—"

"If I need to use external force to even avenge myself," Jason interrupted her, stubbornly said, "What kind of revenge is that!"

He slapped the knife back to Hilda, and then looked at the clown: "Sooner or later, I will avenge myself with my own ability."

After finishing speaking, he was furious, turned his face away, and didn't want to look at the clown again - only he knew how difficult it was to reject Hilda's proposal.But he has his pride too, and... this is the last time he'll do things on Batman's principles.

... He is really not suitable to be Robin, to be a superhero like Batman.Everything that happened today made him realize this. Even though Jason tried his best to learn Batman's behavior, he couldn't really agree with all his values ​​from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps, Hilda's values ​​are more suitable for him.

Jason gritted his teeth and met Batman's gratified eyes.

It's too early for him to be relieved, Jason thought so, turning his head away:

——I'm going to fly solo with Hilda tomorrow!