The end game [Zhongyingmei]

In this world, there are only fixed ways to summon demons, either by donating blood, or by giving the demons the souls of delicious and fanatical believers.

But if it is to summon a demon that wants to appear on purpose, then the answer is—— countless kinds.

It was approaching noon, and Alfred was cleaning the fountain outside the Wayne mansion, while Sisley sat obediently in the shade of the porch, playing chess with the largest blue bird in the house.

Said it was a game of chess, but in fact it was just Sisley dawdling to pass the level, and Dick sitting opposite her was completely cooperating with her to play. Will act as a mentally handicapped AI for the player's opponent.

————It was even worse than the murderer sitting in the same position a few months ago.

Through the monitor, Tim silently glanced at the messy chessboard over there.

For the sake of the delicious toffee, he turned his eyes away from the kind smile on Dick's face that was "retarded and demented like a bee" (in Damian's language), leaving a bit of shame for the big brother who had lost his image. room.

"........."

Bruce was sitting next to him working without even raising his eyelids.

But even though Batman looked quite calm at this moment, Red Robin was still sure, he definitely sighed silently when Sisley regretted the three moves just now.

Amidst Tim's complicated expression, the black-haired and blue-eyed young man in the surveillance suddenly let out a breath, and fell back on the chair comfortably. He seemed to be waiting for Sisley, who was lying on the edge of the chessboard, to play a card. In fact, he looked at the camera under the eaves quietly for a second.

——————A second later, the camera, which was still weakly turning left and right, froze slightly, and completely lowered its "head".

"elder brother?"

When Dick raised his eyebrows with a smile, Sisley, who was not aware of it, interrupted the silent exchange, "I'm done... What are you looking at?"

"Uh----"

Because his defense was also pulled to the bottom when facing Sisley, Dick really didn't think of any suitable excuses in just a few breaths.

The girl looked at him, and considerately lowered her voice, "Did you see the little bird on the eaves...?"

"Well, but it flew away." Dick subconsciously said, "Have you done it yet? Where is it?"

Sisley obediently stretched out a hand, pointing to the black queen she had left behind.

Dick: "..."

He stared dumbfounded at the poor queen who had stepped onto the battlefield so early, and quickly calculated in his mind how to solve the queen's inevitable end within two or three steps, and by the way, take his own white one. Chess is replaced.

After half a minute, Dick finally made a prudent move on the chessboard, circumventing the only piece that couldn't capture the queen in one move, allowing the black queen to go deep into the enemy camp and devour the other white pieces.

—————…….

In the space of consciousness, Ken, who always sat in the forest sharpening his knife, stopped silently, and a string of bubbles that could not form words emerged from the gurgling stream.

"what happened?"

Sisley stared at the black and white grids on the chessboard, and a ray of consciousness came directly to Ken's consciousness space, and sat down in the open space in the forest, "Did you find anything suspicious?"

————No, just learned some new skills.

In the eerie moonlight, Ken's consciousness stood not far away, like a tall, silent wall.

He sent this sentence of consciousness to Sisley with the wind, and he returned to the depths of the consciousness space to catch up on sleep.

Sisley:?

Ken seldom made such mysterious actions, so she instinctively obediently complied with his words, and then she left the space of consciousness.

She was in a daze for a long time, and Dick, who was struggling to feed her chess pieces to the opposite side, noticed.

He paused for a moment, without making a sound, just staring at the black-haired, blue-eyed girl, watching her break away from the contemplation that was out of tune with the world, and resurface with a "crash".

"I lost."

When Sisley lifted the black king out of the surrounding layers, Dick smiled and said to her.

Sisley: ...!

She looked down at the chessboard, and quickly found the reason: the black king had blocked all of white's life paths and could not move a single step.

Sisley: Huh——?

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. I'll go find flowers for you."

Seeing that she had already reacted, Dick touched his sister's smooth black hair, stood up with a smile, "You can just clean up the chessboard here."

The box was under the tea table. Sisli arranged the chess pieces one by one, put the chessboard in, and finally closed the box lid.

Just when Dick was waving at her, Sisley exhaled a breath of white mist and walked towards the green courtyard.

In addition to the furry coat, she also wore an organza dress embroidered with nightingales today. When she lifted the hem of the skirt and ran towards Dick, layers of gauze fluttered across the lawn like a flower Budding flowers in the sky.

The treetops were blown by the wind, making a crisp and crisp sound.

The winter sun was bright and cold, staying in the girl's smiling eyes, illuminating the icy blue, and the melancholy inside was evaporated like mist in an instant, leaving only the clear innocence.

———As long as she shows such an unworldly smile, people will be able to smile along with her, and feel infinitely relaxed at that moment.

At this moment, Dick couldn't help but look at her with a smile, as if he was watching some kind of cub with a gentle expression.

He made a "squat" gesture to her, motioning for Sisley to come over and take a look.

—————When the smell of vanilla floated in front of him, Sisley's beautiful little head had already moved to his side, imitating his appearance and squatting down, looking into the depths of the bushes.

"Look," whispered Dick, "even in this season, there are still flowers to live on."

A timid little yellow flower is quietly growing at the root of the bush. Its petals are not even as big as a grain of rice, probably because the inside of the bush is a little more humid and hot than the outside. In this season that should have withered and died, it is still alive Vigorously alive.

Sisley leaned in front of this little flower, looking at it blankly.

Dick had already taken a step back, to make room to watch Floret.

He was unzipping the zipper and putting his hands into the pockets of his jacket, when he suddenly heard Sisley's question whispering softly.

"But...it...why is it still alive?"

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"Uh--?"

Dick couldn't see his sister's facial expression, only when she suddenly became interested in living things, he was full of question marks, so he had to forcefully explain, "Because the living environment is suitable, probably... weeds are things with strong vitality, a little Opportunities will take root."

"........."

The girl squatting there did not make a sound.

Dick was keenly aware that this didn't seem to be the answer Sisley wanted to hear.

"——It's also because it tried its best to survive, right?"

After thinking about it, in order to please his sister, and risking the possibility of being soured by the brothers who could hear these words in the mansion, the big blue bird forcibly added another sentence.

"……yes?"

A few seconds later, Sisley whispered in a sleepy voice.

This little yellow flower that wanted to live swayed slightly in front of her eyes, and it changed into a calm but disapproving look at one moment, and at the other moment it turned into the cityscape she saw when she fell from a high altitude, and the two memories conflicted fiercely , until that point of yellow completely blurred in her eyes.

If it weren't for the bright reflection on the blade of grass, Dick wouldn't have realized that Sisley was looking at the little flower and weeping.

"... Sisley?"

He said loudly at a loss, wanting to lean over and pat her on the head.

Not far away, Alfred keenly recognized the unusual air, straightened up, and stopped sweeping the fallen leaves.

"........."

The big blue bird obviously couldn't see the expression of the silver-haired old butler, but he couldn't help but tense his back like a conditioned reflex.

He made way for the old housekeeper and watched as the latter magically took out a neat handkerchief from his breast pocket and handed it to Sisley.

The girl obediently took the handkerchief, lowered her long eyelashes, and wiped away the tears on her face.

Her tears came and went quickly, and now there are only red eye circles and the tip of her nose, which looks ridiculous and cute.

And the reason for her crying is also very funny and cute-crying because of a small flower that bloomed on a weed, which sounds like something that children in fairy tales would do if their hearts are made of gold.

After the initial panic and inexplicable heartache passed, the emotion of wanting to laugh immediately came to my heart.

Dick lowered his body slightly, picked up his sister's slender waist, as if holding a fluffy pillow, and lifted her up to the sky with ease.Ignoring Sisley's exclamation, he swung his arms and lifted her higher, as if he was about to fly.

"Okay," Dick insisted, holding her in a circle, "Smile more, your little flower is all right, okay, okay."

Sisley was thrown high by him, and was picked up by the same warm arms. The joy and happiness were thrown more and more, and the melancholy just now seemed to be completely left in the air, drifting away with the wind and clouds. clean.

—————The girl’s screams and laughter like silver bells remained in the courtyard, which was more moving than any kind of music in the world.

In the Batcave, Bruce finally looked up from his work and stared at the surveillance video.

"........."

Alfred looked at the scene in front of the young man coaxing his younger sister as if coaxing his daughter, and was amazed by the effectiveness of it, while retreating back to work calmly.

Following the last toss, a gust of wind suddenly blew past, startling a tree of jackdaws.

Sisley in mid-air accidentally let go of her finger, and the handkerchief stained with her previous tears drifted away with the wind and fell into the fountain pool of Wayne's house.

Alfred frowned, and leaned over to get the veil from the fountain, but it was too late.

—————The bell rang at twelve o’clock at noon.

The clear water in the fountain pool was gradually polluted by black, making a sticky crawling sound, until the black turned dark red again; the whisper from hell continued to expand in the wind, carrying a terrifying message that could drive people crazy.

The smile on Dick's face disappeared immediately, and he guarded Sisley behind him vigilantly.

—————— There are still 30 seconds left, and Bruce, who is fully armed, is about to arrive at the scene. With his skill, it shouldn't be impossible to survive 30 seconds.

As he watched, a bloodless hand emerged from the blood-red torrent of the fountain, like a pale tarantula, with a strange gold ring on it.

Followed by the black cuffs, tuxedo, and scarlet cloak, the ominous huge goat horn protruded from the water, showing the identity of this unknown creature as non-human.

"........."

Dick suddenly noticed that Alfred made a "pause" gesture towards him.

In some records, on the sunniest day in winter, at twelve noon, the pure tears of a maiden can also summon demons.

Unlike demons who are attracted by souls and flesh and blood, demons enshrined with pure emotions do not have a strong desire to attack.

Sisley: ...

Looking at the other self she was familiar with, she couldn't help biting the tip of her tongue slightly, and began to hold back a smile.

In the sunlight, this tall and pale creature bent slightly, picked up the handkerchief soaked in the fountain, put it in his arms slowly, then raised his long legs wrapped in dark suit pants, and stepped out of the narrow fountain pool.

When he lowered his eyes, it was not difficult for people to recognize the eye-catching beauty and handsomeness on his face; but when he raised his eyes, revealing those dizzying pupils, his face became extremely evil again, enough Freezes any creature that dares lay its eyes on him.

This man is none other than Abaddon, the Black Goat of Hell, Eternal Monarch and Lord of Plagues.

The color of the fountain gradually changed from blood red to clear, but the bloody liquid was still dripping from the demon's cloak, staining the lawn a terrible color.

Sisley in goatskin looked at the main body, and Sisley's main body seemed to be hiding behind Dick, but she was actually looking at her other self through the gap.

【Come. 】

Abaddon said softly.

When their eyes meet, the two Sisleys can understand each other's meaning without touching their skin.

In front of his brother and Alfred in the courtyard, Abaddon slightly opened his arms, signaling Sisley to come over.

Facing the scene of "the devil seducing the pure girl", Dick, whose fist was hardened, was about to go up with his stick, but someone's voice came to the courtyard one step ahead of him, interrupting his attack.

"It is you."

Damian followed the window and appeared on the top of the porch, looking down at the courtyard with interest.

After a pause, he dropped a sentence that broke Big Blue Bird's heart.

"You're her boyfriend, aren't you?"

Dick:? ? ? ? ? !