[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

Lucilia wasn't sure exactly how these things happened.

Where is the problem?

When did it start?

She could feel the panic overflowing from the heart of some sloppy male human beings in front of her, as well as the distressed emotions similar to "Let me be struck by lightning and forget it", but she didn't understand what happened.

"You'll pay for it, Constantine." Something was whispering viciously.

A black briquette with wings and a demon-like tail.

"Ball?" Lucilia decided to call it that.

"..." Qiuqiu didn't say anything more.

"Oh, okay." The human being calmed down, or he gave up on himself, "Whether you believe it or not, it was just an accident, anyway, now I have to pick up that big bat and bring it back to the human world, so, what? Let's talk next time. Then what, you stay here and don't leave."

Before the voice fell completely, the man started to back away, whispering strange and indecipherable incantations, the golden magic drew lines behind him, engulfed the human beings, and disappeared.

Lucilia froze.

This human not only disappeared from her sight, but also disappeared from her perception.

"What's the matter? Who is he? Who are you?"

Lucilia put her hands together and held the ball.

She lowered her head and asked about this egg-shaped creature that was only as big as her palm, with wings and a tail. On the slightly pointed side of the egg, there were a pair of scarlet eyes. It was not difficult to guess that this was its head, and it was round The part of the tail extends from the tail, and at the end of the slender bar, the arrow part is asymmetrical, which looks very strange.

Looking at it, Lucilia suddenly froze, remembering more important questions.

"Who am I?"

"He is a human mage, and you are Lucilia." Qiuqiu mellowly skipped the question in the middle.

But who is Lucilia?

The cold wind poured on Lucilia's body.

She noticed that she was wearing human clothes. The sleeveless top, short skirt and shorts seemed to be integrated. Lucilia couldn't tell the difference, only that the fabric looked very hard. It should be some kind of dress?

Look again at the stockings and leather shoes.

She looks like she's going to a weird masquerade.

But what is a masquerade party?

Following the top of the black leather shoes, Lucilia saw the thing under her feet - the gargoyle.

"Is this me?"

Qiuqiu poked its head out and took a look. It was a little tired and rubbed against her palm.

"If you wish, it will be yours," said Qiuqiu.

"But what do I want a stone sculpture for?" Lucilia asked.

"You have a lot of stone carvings. Lucilia."

"I don't remember those, so, am I amnesia?"

Ball nodded.

She lost her memory.

It took Lucilia less than a second to accept this matter, she didn't even care about it, and asked again: "Where is this place? Do you know?"

"This is Gotham."

Gotham.

Some pictures flashed through Lucilia's head.

Fire, death, and a human soul within.

……

She didn't understand.

"Gotham. Why am I in Gotham?" She chose to continue asking.

It's a pity that Qiuqiu couldn't give her the answer she wanted this time, Eggy shook her head from side to side, expressing that she didn't know.

"You won't tell me everything, Lucilia, we were really close once, but then something happened."

"for example?"

"Kids always grow up."

……

What does this have to do with the previous sentence?

Lucilia couldn't understand.

pat.

The sound of the latch of the rope gun being fastened sounded.

Lucilia hadn't heard of this, so she shifted her gaze and found the fixed grappling hook on the edge of the gargoyle.

Swipe la la la——

Something is fast approaching.

Lucilia bounced the ball, let it fly by itself, then bent down and stretched out her hand, grabbed the fixed grapple, pulled and lifted, and picked up the whole thing that was approaching rapidly below.

"Humanity."

Another one.

She could sense that it was a human coming up.

"Humanity……?"

After seeing the other party clearly, Lucilia became confused again.

The round, refracting light, and the strange thing with two white prism-shaped light bulb eyes that is approaching rapidly, is it really a human being?

It's too far behind the last human being! ?

Lucilia wanted to let go subconsciously, but the other party had already been thrown up by the inertia of the rope gun.

This human being is indeed different from the last one.

He was not surprised, nor did he have the inertia overflowing from his soul.Attacking seems to be the instinct of this human being. Following the impact brought by the rope gun, he stepped on the edge of the gargoyle to take advantage of it. He jumped up high and jumped down from the air higher than Lucilia, trying to knock Lucille away. ya knocked down.

Lucilia was stunned.

Very aggressive.

But there is no need for vigilance.

She didn't know how she knew this.

But, she just knew.

This fighting instinct is engraved in her soul, and she doesn't need to remember it specially.

"Well, since you insist, come on."

Lucilia muttered softly and opened her hands horizontally, letting the human being fall into her arms.

"Boom—" a very strong echo.

□□The sound of hitting a hard wall.

Humans can probably hear more, like the sound of his bones about to shatter, or something.But obviously all of this was unexpected by humans. The unplanned impact made humans dizzy. Lucilia watched the opponent lose its center of gravity and slipped from the side. It was about to fall to the outside of the gargoyle and fell straight down the stairs.

The height here...

Probably fatal to humans anyway.

Attacking without saying a word really made her feel uncomfortable, but maybe this is the other party's territory?It's not a big problem to attack an intruder who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, not to mention that humans didn't use weapons, maybe they just wanted to subdue her, rather than "attack" in the true sense.

Although Lucilia didn't think she had done anything wrong.

But in the same way, the other party was right.

So she stretched out her hand and grabbed the hapless human being.

"Are you all right? My name is Lucilia, who are you?" She supported her knee with one hand and held the heel of the human with the other, and asked the wobbly human with her head down.

The wobbly human was still in dizziness.

Most of the shock caused by the impact rebound was absorbed by Kevlar, but it was still very fatal. Besides, when he fell, he received something wrong, and his head was not a good posture for sensory recovery.

"Jason."

The name is so common that there is no need to deliberately hide it. In this country, by the way, if you catch someone shouting on the road, almost one out of ten "Jason" will turn back.

The human with the metallic red hood gritted his teeth and exchanged names with this strange creature.

"You can call me 'Red Hood.'"

"Now, tell me what the fuck are you?"

Aliens that landed illegally?

magic side?

Or some baby that Amazon left behind?

Jason gritted his teeth hard, and stared at the other party while shaking.

Hostility, and a lot of profanity that needs to be coded.

There are faint thoughts in the human soul, what did he come here to remember?Or for better memories?What special significance does this gargoyle on the high platform have for this human being?

In any case, he did step on the opponent's territory.

Lucilia tried to look harmless and lifted the human up against the wall.Seeing the humans get up quickly, Lucilia began to think about how to answer this question.

"Me? I don't know." Recalling the original human male mage and those words, the human mage told her not to leave, but what does that have to do with her?So, Lucilia said very sincerely: "I woke up here." She pointed to the gargoyle under her feet.

"Maybe I'm a gargoyle?"

With a confused smile, she said this while thinking.

Jason stared at her.

As a former Robinbird who worked with a certain bat detective since he was a child, Jason thought that his recognition ability was not bad. At this time, reading Lucilia's facial expressions and emotional changes, no matter how much doubt he held Can't read the smell of lies from Lucilia.

Everything is telling Jason:

She didn't lie.

Gargoyles?

Jason looked at the gargoyle at Lucilia's feet, as if he could still see himself squatting here, eating the hot dog sent by the butler Alfred, and helping Batman with a telescope.

"...You are, this?"

Lucilia blinked, neither admitting nor denying.