[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

Garhold originally planned to test his new device that night. The ability of the night spirit to be summoned by his side at any time gave him some inspiration. He has been researching how to use it without transference for the past few days. Summon the armor with the help and use it.

After all, it is no longer what it used to be. I have started to walk into the life of human society. I no longer wander alone in the universe, and I already have a fixed place.It is impossible to hide behind closed doors in the transfer room like before.

However, since there is already an appointment for the evening, this study can be postponed appropriately.After all, during this period of time, he was a little overwhelmed by the confusion of various documents that needed to be processed.

Later in the day, Alfred drove the Wayne family's classic car to Garhold's residence.

"Good evening, Alfred." Garhold said kindly to Alfred.

Alfred nodded to Garhold with a smile on his face. "Good evening, Master Garhold."

"Long time no see, Gal." The window rolled down slowly, and Bruce's handsome face appeared in the car.

Garhold had a headache in his heart. He had just escaped from Batman 15 hours ago, and now he met again.

"Long time no see, Bruce." But he couldn't get angry with Bruce Wayne's face, after all, they had been friends for many years.

Garhold sat in the back seat under Alfred's guidance, and Bruce sat next to him, "I'm glad you accepted my invitation."

"Of course, who would dare to refuse the Prince of Gotham's request." Garhold joked.

Bruce smiled awkwardly when he heard Garhold's words. Regardless of the exquisite coat he was wearing, he raised his hand and hooked Garhold's neck, "I haven't seen you for a while, it seems that you have learned a lot from these things. It's transparent."

Garhold was staggered by Bruce's movement, bumped into his muscular chest, pushed Bruce hoarsely and said, "Everyone says so, you are too stingy!"

"Masters, I need to remind you that the car is moving now." Alfred watched the two young people play through the rearview mirror. This was the first time since Bruce returned to Gotham. For the first time, I saw Bruce, who was innocent and childish.He raised the corners of his mouth with some relief, but he still reminded him. "Pay attention to your seat belts."

"Okay, Alfred." The two boys who didn't seem to have grown up pushed each other with their elbows, then sat back in a pretentious gesture, and put on their seat belts obediently. After all, they are like elders. Alfred's words have always been the most intimidating.

About ten minutes later, the car stopped at a signboard with colorful neon lights. Garhold turned his head and looked at the signboard outside the car window. The words "Paris Roman Circus" were shining brightly. Shine in the night.

Behind the signboard, you can vaguely see a long line of ticket inspection lines. Tonight's circus performance is held in the largest theater in Gotham. The "Paris Roman Circus" is touring around the world. Obviously, the people who come to watch this time are all running The name of the circus came.

Garhold got out of the car and listened to the information Ordis downloaded from the Internet. The most famous performance of this circus was the trapeze show of "The Flying Grayson Family".

Garhold came to the door of the theater, "Welcome, Mr. Wayne." The receptionist in front of the door looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and at the face behind him that everyone in Gotham knew well. , immediately showing a bright smile.

And the boy who was hiding in the backstage performance tent happened to see this scene, "God, we actually have to perform for Bruce Wayne! It's so cool!" The woman in the tights behind him patted him shoulder, "Hey, take it easy, my boy."

"Oh, of course, I'm relaxed, I mean, no matter what, the show will be great, and we will definitely leave an unforgettable impression on the Gotham audience!" The boy was a little excited, and he was bouncing in his clothes In the bright blue gym suit, he did a set of warm-up exercises on the spot.

On the other side, Bruce and Garhold entered the ballroom, and Bruce didn't know how to introduce this performance along the way.

"This..." Bruce scratched his head hesitantly, not knowing how to introduce this show, "it's a circus show." Garhold helped him with his lines, "but I Guess you should have something else to talk about.” He found a reserved seat, and the theater specially built an observation deck on the second floor for the viewing experience and privacy of these rich people. Obviously Bruce is also counted among the rich people. among.

"... Cough..." Bruce cleared his throat in embarrassment, "Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you." They sat down in the small private room on the second floor, and the circus performance officially started.

A man stepped onto the stage, wearing a red waistcoat and baggy, ill-fitting pleated trousers, and danced to the beat music as if he saw a monkey.

【This is the clown, Commander. 】Ordis explained to him in the transmission.Garhold folded his arms and tapped his fingers on his arms, expressing his agreement with Ordis' explanation.

"I think he dances pretty well, although I don't like the way he dances." Garhold looked at the stage and commented lightly, "Showing off the crowd."

"That's the role of the clown." Bruce commented, "I think he dances well."

"So, what questions do you want to ask me?" Garhold stopped going around in circles with Bruce, and asked straight to the point, "You've been preoccupied since we met today, don't think I didn't see it."

"..." Bruce paused, he didn't know how to talk about this with Garhold, but he couldn't talk about it. "I want to know about Tenno..."

Garhold raised his eyebrows, and Bruce said with a serious expression: "Actually... I want to know, about the blind man and you, maybe this is a bit offensive, but I encountered some small accidents a few days ago... It's Batman, you know, I've had a little collaboration with him."

"Of course, you and Batman saved me." Garhold nodded. After all, it was Batman who went to Jonathan Bryan to get the sample of fear toxin. In nightmare. "As a reward for the savior, I will say it."

"He recently met a guy who claimed to be Tenno, but he wasn't a very nice guy." Bruce expressed some information about Sevagoth as tactfully as possible, "He looks like a ghost, so I want to know, are you Not knowing something about this guy."

Garhold propped his head up and did not look at Bruce, his eyes were fixed on the performance on the stage below, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the stands of the stands.

"I think you mean Sevagoth." Garhold watched as the actors on the stage below changed and were performing blindfolded darts.

"It's him." Bruce nodded affirmatively. "Do you... have any connection? Or, the relationship between you."

"Bruce, do you know what Tenno means?" Garhold ignored Bruce's question and asked him back.

"Your family?"

"Let me tell you a story... Tiannuo, once was a warrior of the ancient parliament, a country similar to the ancient Roman parliament, they are the sharp blade of the country, helping the country to eradicate all existences that threaten the country's rule."

"They are all warriors who have no blood relationship, but they share an existence like a biological mother, and the mother becomes the link connecting the Tiannuo group until their mother is executed by the council."

"This bond became unbreakable with the death of the adoptive mother. They chose to rebel on the day when the council bestowed Tenno with the highest honor, slaughtered everything present, vented their long-suppressed anger, and the despair of not being able to save the mother. "

"...That is to say, you are not the same blood...but Blindman and Sevagoth..." Bruce wanted to say that these two guys didn't look very human, which made him have to worry about Garhold status.

"Are you worried that I will become like them?" Garhold turned his head to look at him and blinked. "Maybe, after all, I am also a Tenno."

"But I can assure you that I am not like them." Garhold continued, "Sevagoth is the ghost, the master of death. The blind man is Wuyi, the first Tenno warrior."

"Blindman is the first Tenno fighter?" Bruce's curiosity was mobilized, "But according to your words, the existence of Tenno has been..."

"It has been tens of thousands of years." The tens of thousands of years in the future will also be tens of thousands of years, Garhold looked at Bruce slyly and smiled, "Every Tian Nuo is an old guy who can survive tens of thousands of years, maybe you So am I in front of you."

"...I watched you grow up...Gal, you can't scare me." Bruce paused suspiciously, almost believing it.

"That's true, we grew up together." Garhold spread his hands regretfully, "So, is there anything else you want to know about Sevagoth?"

"His ability."

"He is the ferryman in charge of the soul, if you don't want to die, stay away from him." Garhold warned lightly.Only Bruce has really experienced the feeling of dying at the throat of being strangled by death at that moment.

"Remember to tell Batman that if Sevagoth wants to kill an ordinary person, it only takes a moment." After he finished speaking, he looked at Bruce's expression, Bruce lowered his head, and he had no intention of watching the performance at all.

"Last time, the man I went to assassinate with the blind man, the mechanical life under him, Sevagoth also has." Talking about this matter, Bruce's expression also became serious.

"The drone of the Sentient, that is, the Eidolon. In a sense, the ruler of the Sentient is my grandfather?" Garhold looked at Bruce's expression of disbelief, and was so happy that he didn't even watch the show. "To be precise, it is the grandfather of the Tennuos, and Bailes used some... means to steal the control of these mechanical life forms."

"As a grandson, it's reasonable to use grandfather's subordinates, isn't it?" Garhold blinked and said innocently, "Actually, I can also use it, if you need it."

"...No, you should stop using it." Bruce Wayne stopped Garhold's thoughts. He reasonably suspected that this guy who likes to do scientific research would really call out a bunch of night spirits. "One last question...you, do you know any weaknesses of Sevagoth?"

After saying this, he glanced at Garhold's expression, Garhold glanced at him, and said lightly: "I don't know."

Bruce was stunned for a moment. He was a little disappointed when he heard Garhold not being able to say these three words just now, but he calmed down quickly. After all, he had received enough information from Garhold, "Okay Alright, I've asked enough, thank you Gal, let's just enjoy the show."

Garhold nodded.

Bruce looked at the couple on the stage. They had finished their tacit performance. The two walked to the backstage holding hands. At this time, a couple walked onto the stage with their children, and there was applause from the audience. There was an instant thunderstorm.

This is tonight's finale show, "The Flying Grayson Family". Their chat did not miss the most exciting performance. Garhold looked down the stage. At this time, the three of them had climbed to a height of more than ten meters. The high platform, the boom has been prepared in the air, and they can clearly see every move of the performers from this angle.

"The height of 20 meters is a bit too dangerous for children." Garhold looked at the boy who seemed to be less than 12 years old, and he said with some concern.

"There are risks, but they are professionally trained." Bruce Wayne watched the boy confidently wrap the bandage on his hand to increase friction, "Look at his muscle lines, I can guarantee that this kid is a full-fledged trainer." Family."

Galhold watched as the boy skillfully jumped onto the swing-like boom, swayed from side to side and then steadily swung to the other side of the platform. "You're right, he's well-trained."

It was just a warm-up, followed by a double alley-oop for the Graysons. The "Flying Graysons" are not for nothing. Under the thunderous applause of the audience, the child completed a backflip around the handle, and then tacitly completed a 720-degree turn with the handle with his mother, and then grabbed the sling and returned to the perfect performance on the diving platform.

Even Galhold and Bruce couldn't help applauding the flying boy.

The boy was panting slightly on the diving platform, he caught a glimpse of the audience on the second floor from the corner of his eyes, he knew that there were some famous rich people and politicians there, they were watching him, the boy straightened his back involuntarily.

At the end of the program, the boy walked off the platform. This time, he had to complete the grabbing relay with his parents under the platform. This is a very thrilling action, but the Grayson family has enough confidence to complete it.

The boy walked to the center of the stage. He stretched out his hand and waited for his parents to complete the performance in the air and then swing over his head to relay. In the end, they would complete tonight's performance with an extremely perfect movement. Thinking of this, his mind became more concentrated .

But in the next second, a reality that he had never imagined appeared in front of him. The parents floating in the air suddenly fell like blue birds with broken wings. There was a cry, and the broken suspenders rolled down at his feet with blood stains along with the wires that had exploded.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth opened to shout, but he couldn't utter a word, and his ears were filled with the whimpering sound of someone who seemed to be unable to breathe, desperately eager to breathe.

The scene suddenly fell into silence. I don’t know which lady in the auditorium uttered the first terrified scream. Immediately afterwards, the auditorium and the backstage erupted with screams, cursing, and even the sound of vomiting. .

The backstage staff finally came onto the stage. They covered their mouths and watched the tragedy. The police hadn't arrived yet, the surroundings were in a mess, and blood was trampled everywhere on the floor.

Garhold and Bruce stood up and rushed to the stage in the chaos of the audience, pulling the fallen boy out of the chaotic crowd.

"Don't look." Bruce held the boy in his arms. The boy's chest was heaving and his face was pale. Bruce blocked his sight with his broad shoulders so that he would not look at the body of his relatives who fell on the ground. "You are... a brave child."

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