[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

Originally, Bruce planned to stay for two more days before leaving Ilios, but it turned out that it was only the second day after Damian came to report back.

The black mist that had invaded the inside of his body was crumbling and collapsing in his body. The body that was used to being heavy suddenly became lighter. Bruce fell down from upstairs without noticing, and landed firmly on the ground.

The sound of ping-pong-pong attracted the attention of the neighbors, and they poked their heads out of the window one after another. Bruce could only make a "nothing" gesture to appease them. Fortunately, there were no passers-by in the morning, otherwise it would take some time to seal the situation .

Bruce moved his wrist, holding the shoe that he kicked over the wall with one hand, and easily turned back into the house with the other hand leaning on the wall.

He pursed his lips and hung the knocked shoe back to its proper place.

Not the expected joy, but rather heavy.

The retreat of the black mist meant one thing, Ryan's strength was no longer enough to maintain control over him.

Ryan's weakness came faster than he thought.

Bruce looked around, the villa he bought was not big, not even Bruce's safe house in Gotham, Bruce had never lived in such a small house, and lived so comfortably.

Perhaps it was because the house was full of life, and the objects belonging to Bruce and Ryan were neatly placed in this small villa. They were all inexpensive gadgets that might not even appear in Wayne Manor.

When Bruce looks at them, his heart will always feel a little better.

Ryan has never been a law-abiding master, he had to spend the energy that could not be used in fighting, and use it in the trivial matters of life.

The movement I made when I turned out of the window just now was not big or small, and the neighbors were a little alarmed, and Ryan didn't even make any movement, probably because of his weakness, which caused his hearing perception to decline.

or...

Bruce's eyes darkened. He changed his clothes. He wanted to stay for another two days before leaving. Now it seemed that he had to leave Ilios.

Bruce Wayne liked the quiet, lethargic life more than he thought, or was it just the quiet life with Ryan?

No, it shouldn't be, he didn't feel that way about Ryan.

Bruce rubbed his brows. It was undeniable that he really wanted to live like this for two more days.

Ryan woke up. It's not that he didn't hear Bruce's movements this morning. He just pretended not to hear. He turned over and covered his head with the quilt and continued to sleep. His body was more exhausted than he thought.

This feeling is completely different from the feeling when Michael's body was impregnated with magic power.

The pain of being impregnated with magic power while staying in Michael's body was like throwing the injured Lean into salt water to soak, every second was a heart-pounding pain, which made him unable to concentrate.

The current feeling is not pain, but more a kind of powerlessness. The powerlessness of realizing that one's life is passing away is not only a psychological weakness, but also a physical weakness.

The body only maintained its superficial brilliance, and a part of the skin covered by the clothes even started to turn blue.

He was like a dying person at the end of his life, his body became stiff, and his perception began to fade, which was more unbearable to Ryan than pain, no, it should be said, unbearable to 'Batman'.

Pain is the proof of his strong bones, and the state of dying is the most unbearable and unbearable appearance.

In fact, Ryan has calculated that even if the remaining magic power is swallowed by Michael's body, it is no problem to support him in full body for half a month.

However, Ryan restrained the magic power flowing from Michael to his body, and he wanted to save the remaining magic power and make a vigorous exit.

Ryan opened his eyes, and slowly got up from the bed. He leaned on the wall with his bare feet and moved slowly towards the door. When he passed the mirror, he only slightly set his gaze in the mirror.

His eyesight was also reduced due to the contained magic, and he had to squint to see himself in the mirror.

Even if he didn't change his posture overnight, the white hair that had lost its vitality exploded randomly under the friction of the quilt, and the cheeks that were always fair, even pale, had no blood at all.

It's like the ice muscle and jade bone that the ancients of flower planters said, which has become a derogatory term.

The lips that were always bright red also became pale and peeled, and the pomegranate-like eyes were also covered with a thin layer of gray.

Without exception, these phenomena reveal how bad Ryan's current situation is.

Ryan no longer looked at himself in the mirror, he hooked his lips, and pushed open the door.

It doesn't matter, anyway, no one knows how embarrassed he is now, and he doesn't want to spend any more magic power and energy to make himself look better.

He heard the movement of Bruce this morning, and he knew that the magic power he had planted in Bruce's body had faded. In other words, Ryan simply removed the last bit of magic power planted to restore Bruce's ability.

His purpose of doing this was to let Bruce go. Bruce, who had regained his strength, had no reason to stay here. I am afraid that Bruce had already arrived in Gotham, which he was thinking of.

It’s not that he doesn’t know about the contact between Bruce and Damian, but he just pretends not to know. Bruce may think he doesn’t know, but he has a bug called the system. He can see Damian’s name nearby through the system map. .

All in all, there's no reason for Bruce Wayne to be here.

Bruce doesn't love himself, and he only needs to talk sweetly to him to make him let go of all his guard and sit on his body.

To be so determined that you don't need to pay anything, and to be able to watch this indefinite dirty bomb against Gotham by the way, this is definitely the best deal Bruce has ever done.

Ryan laughed to himself.

Good thing Bruce is gone.

At least his embarrassing appearance will not be seen by anyone.

Hearing the sound, Ryan withdrew the smile on his lips, squinted his eyes and turned to the source of the sound.

Bruce was wearing home clothes and an apron, sitting on a chair at the dining table. He was holding a book and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses to prevent myopia. He looked not as cold and alienated as before, but felt full of home.

Partial sunlight penetrated the bay window and fell on him sparsely, falling on his eyes, like pieces of golden phosphorous fire, which reduced a bit of dust for him, and added a bit of noble and elegant feeling.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance by Bruce, Ryan only had one thought in his head, that is, not to be seen by him, so almost at this second, Ryan let go of the hand supporting the wall and barely stood up.

A steaming cup of milk and a steaming sandwich are placed on the dining table.

It is not difficult to imagine that Bruce should have just warmed up when he heard the sound of getting up.

Bruce has no culinary talent, and the only thing he can cook without blowing up the kitchen is fried eggs.

Because it is very simple, just pour oil into the mold and then break the eggs into it, and then stir fry on low heat, there is no technical content——

God knows how many eggs they crushed to teach Bruce how to fry them.

Ryan admired himself for being able to think about things at this time.

Bruce nodded slightly, as if he didn't see Ryan's weakness, he greeted calmly: "Come over for breakfast when you wake up."

Ryan's face was normal, and he walked slowly towards the dining table. Should he be thankful that Bruce understands 'myself'?He knew that he didn't want to show his weakness in front of anyone, and he reserved some dignity for himself.

Some ridiculous dignity.

These dignity don't matter at all, these dignity are not Bruce's thoughtfulness, they are the proof of his hypocrisy.

Ryan also hoped that when Bruce stayed here, the system reminded him that Bruce Wayne's favorability was full, and he successfully completed the task and left this identity.

The truth is, just looking at Bruce's eyes that pretended to be gentle and affectionate now makes him sick to the point of vomiting, and even feels dizzy and weak.

He closed his eyes.

Bruce Wayne did not choose to leave, but stayed here, Ryan could only think of one possibility.

There are still things in him that Bruce Wayne didn't get, maybe it's information about his existence, or this dead body, in short, it's not because of love, so I keep it.

So Ryan moved slowly to the chair and sat down. He picked up the sandwich on the table and ate it slowly.

Bruce knew that Ryan's body was very weak, so he just silently put away the plates and cups after Ryan finished eating. Just as he got up, Ryan's voice came.

"'Lyan Brea' is dying."

Bruce paused, he brushed the cup clean as if nothing had happened, and put the plate into the sink.

Ryan didn't continue talking until Bruce sat across from him again. He observed Bruce's face and continued, "I'm dying too."

With some not-so-kind emotions, Ryan said this sentence almost happily.

He carefully watched the expression on Bruce's face, nothing changed.

Well, how could he expect to see emotion on Bruce's face?Ryan thought a little regretfully.

But it's not hard to guess that Bruce should feel relaxed, after all, Bruce has been suppressed by Ryan for too long.

Bruce may also feel anxious, because he may not be able to get useful information from Ryan.Ryan thought happily.

There was only a momentary pause in Bruce's hand turning the pages of the book. He turned the pages of the book indifferently and nodded.

"You can go back to Gotham, thank you for your company these few days." Ryan smiled contentedly.

Bruce raised his eyelids and glanced at Ryan, with the same satisfied smile on his face as Ryan. "Thank you 'myself' for the hospitality these days, I am very satisfied."

"Then how can I forget you when I go back to Gotham?"

"After all, Gotham is your home too."

The smile on Ryan's face froze, and he looked at Bruce with a cloudy expression.

Batman, worthy of being Batman, even if he was about to die, he would never let him go.

This is in Ryan's plan, he will definitely not leave Batman, who asked him to prepare a grand ending for himself, what's the point of this ending if there is no suitable audience?

It's just that Batman's behavior once again made Ryan realize that this man is really so cruel, but Ryan doesn't care anymore.

But 'The Dark Knight' needs to be taken care of.

Who made him so emotional, causing him to love his rational "self" deeply, because he is emotional, and because he is himself, he was touched by Batman's cold words.