[Comprehensive English and American] This is not a serious day-to-day

It's hard to imagine that the spell that the angry lord is best at is not Hellfire, but a little talent he acquired through trading a long time ago.

As long as he reads the contents of the book aloud, he can summon the characters in the book to reality, and only needs to pay a small price-when the characters in the book appear in reality, the real people will also be replaced to the book.

But for the lord, this price is not worth mentioning.Even if anger doesn't often trade with humans, there are too many fools who want to lose their souls to him, so when he is idle and bored, he will open a book and call the characters in the book to accompany him .

He had summoned Salome to admire the sevenfold veil dance performed by this erotic muse, and he had summoned Moriarty to have a scholarly discussion with him on the emptiness of the human heart and the meaning of crime, if he had not had to leave for Columbia. Tan, he might also want to summon Grindelwald to meet the Dark Lord in the book and see if he has what it takes to be king like he thinks.

Generally speaking, the angry lord will not send these book characters back to the book unless they ask, but unfortunately, most of the characters he summoned have no interest in this boring and pale world, but are more willing to return to the world. Go to the book to meet their fate that is not brilliant but unforgettable.

And at this time, anger will happily send them back to the book, and then deal with the replaced humans, and then sit back by the window, sip tea, open the book just put down, and look at the names of the characters in the book. Dancing on the paper, there is a feeling of sympathy and regret.

Of course, if the summoned characters are too vulgar and boring, Anger is too lazy to let them go. For example, after he summoned Dorian Gray, he quickly discovered that this young man was indeed as shallow as the book, so after accepting his soul, Anger took over his skin by the way—at least this skin is still in line with his wishes.

It's a pity that not everyone has the power of the lord, who can easily bring the characters in the book into reality. Although Rania has obtained a little bit of this ability, the power she possesses is not enough to pull the characters out of the book. As a result, the effect of [Ink Heart] also changed.

It took a while for the Bat family...or the "mother and daughter" of the Bennet family to finally figure out the reason for this change.

"We've all heard Rania recite Pride and Prejudice on the inside," Tim muses. "Is that why we're here?"

Relying on the names on the top of their heads, they easily identified each other's identities and understood the meanings of these names - there is no doubt that they have now become the characters in "Pride and Prejudice", a classic nineteenth-century literary work. character of.

Not to mention how it looks, several people present have read this work in the literature appreciation class, and they also have an impression of the plot of this book. They know that their current identities are the heroine's family in "Pride and Prejudice"... and Jason Mr. Todd is honored to be the heroine herself.

No matter how you think about it, this farce is all about Rania who recited "Pride and Prejudice".

"This skirt can't be taken off." Damian pinched the skirt and pulled it hard. With his strength, this thin skirt should have been torn into pieces, but now the fabric is still lying on his palm, "Damn it, Todd, it's all your fault."

Although being forced to wear women's clothing made them feel uncomfortable, it's not that they haven't worn it, so it's okay. Anyway, all the people present are brothers and fathers, and it's not a shame that one person makes a fool of himself. If everyone Wearing a skirt means that no one is wearing a skirt. If anyone dares to come out and say that his brother and father are wearing skirts, he will be silenced by all his brothers.

Otherwise, it is much safer and happier to fall together than to fall alone.

Dick was looking down at his skirt. He lifted the corner of the soft long skirt and turned around. "It feels good-we heard the inside line, and you? You weren't on the line at the time, were you?"

Jason said blankly: "I'm right across from her."

Don't ask him how things went from eating ice cream to a book club before he could read the book in his hand.

Tim sighed: "If it's because of Rania's recitation, then we should be the only victims..."

"No." Bruce said.

Even in a long skirt, he still looks so majestic that people can even ignore his long hair coiled behind his head.

"The Flash collided with Cyborg and Vision, accidentally hit and invaded the inside line, and played that audio at the annual meeting." He said, "If it were me, I would do well Participants of the meeting are all being pulled into the psychological preparation here."

Birds: "..."

Their expressions went blank.

The beautiful imagination that only family members see themselves making a fool of themselves is completely shattered. Unless they don't go out, their current image will definitely be seen by other members of the Justice League and the Avengers...

Damian's face was so ugly that he wanted to kill everyone.

"Anyway, we need to find Rania now." Dick was the first to adjust his mentality. He stepped on the sofa and raised his skirt boldly. "If we become the Bennet family, she should Is it here too? I remember the Bennets had..."

"Five daughters." Jason frowned and looked away. "If they are arranged in terms of age, she should be Catherine, the fourth girl in the Bennet family."

"I don't know why you're looking away," Dick accused him without looking up, "because you saw the lace of the suspenders?"

"And because you haven't shaved," Tim said calmly.

He was glad that he had already put on the stockings now, instead of having to lift them up by himself, and then watching the thin nylon being scratched by the leg hair, it made him suffer a lot less.

Seriously, why hadn't Dick's garter been burst by the bulging muscles in his thighs?

Dick paid no heed to Red Robin's words. He pulled up his skirt a little more and found the scabbard tied to his thigh.

"I'm not sure," he pulled the dagger out of the scabbard in confusion, the gleaming blade reflected a light on his face, "Is this also the equipment that a lady should have?"

With a twist of his wrist, the dagger flipped like a butterfly between his fingers, and he grasped it.

Without his reminding, several birds raised their skirts one after another, and found a cowhide scabbard and a fine steel dagger on their thighs.

"There is no such thing in Pride and Prejudice." Jason was the first to deny.

Having said that, everyone has no intention of taking off the dagger - all the equipment on their bodies has been replaced with soft long skirts. If it is really the English countryside in the [-]th century, this dagger is probably the one they can find now best weapon ever.

After getting the weapon, several people relaxed a little, and began to think about other things.

"We don't have masks or voice changers now. If we meet members of the Avengers, even if they can't investigate now, they will probably find out our identities after we leave here." Dagger, Tim asked another question.

His gaze turned to Jason: "Also, which identity are you going to use next, Jason?"

There is no second answer to this question - before entering the book, Jason is in front of Mist and Rania, if he uses the identity of "Jason Todd", once Rania wants to "hear" If she reads aloud, she will be pulled into the book", she will immediately start to question the whereabouts of the "Red Hood", and if he wants not to be exposed, he can only continue to use the identity of the "Red Hood".

"You know the answer, third brother." Jason twitched his lips.

At this moment, Damian, who had been looking around, suddenly made a sound.

"My physical fitness has deteriorated." He raised his head, and his tone was very bad. "This is still my body, but the strength I can exert has been weakened. Now I can't even break off the wall lamp."

Hearing his words, several people looked at the still wall lamp in Damian's hand, their faces suddenly became serious, and they began to test their strength.

——For the League of Assassins, the Devil's Son is a weapon that has been tempered thousands of times. With Robin's physical fitness, he can even break carefully forged ancient swords and machine tools with his knees, let alone break the wall lamp stand. Machine guns, everything that seems to be broken by him...

A few minutes later, they looked at each other with ugly faces, and they all realized the problem.

Their current strength and physical fitness have been greatly weakened. If they want to compare, they are probably at the level of "strictly trained young women", which is the physical fitness they should have in their current status. Batman is even worse. He directly declined To the point of "untrained middle-aged women".

— Batman couldn't even move the sofa!What a terrible thing this is!

Thinking about how they can jump from a height of three floors without being unscathed, nor can they get up quickly after being injured and continue to fight, and they can't rely on walking to avoid the hail of bullets... Several people feel that their hearts are so complicated.

However, no matter how complicated it is, they can only accept the current restrictions and use the limited conditions to achieve their goals.

Although he couldn't afford to move the sofa anymore, Bruce still didn't change his face, and began to play his role as a detective, using his observation ability to collect available information from the surroundings.

In order to protect Bruce, whose physique is only equivalent to that of a middle-aged woman, Dick let go of the long skirt, but did not let it hang down. Instead, he tied the hem of the skirt to his legs, picked up the dagger, and walked out with Bruce and Damian Go, Tim and Jason were assigned the task of finding Rania, and walked upstairs along the stairs one after the other.

"I don't know if I feel wrong." Looking at the back of Jason with fluttering hair, Dick said doubtfully, "Why do I feel that Jason is not as angry as he looks on the surface?"

Damian gave the perfect answer: "There is a heroine hidden in Todd's heart."

Dick thought for a moment and felt that the answer made sense.

As soon as they opened the door, the sun rushed in, and before a few people could cover their eyes, their noses protested first——

The Bennet family is not a manor, but an ordinary house in the countryside, and the level of sanitation in Britain in the nineteenth century is really unsatisfactory, so as soon as they go out, they smell the smell of duck droppings in the air, which comes from a group of duck droppings raised by their family. Duck.The ducks were not kept in cages, but wandered in groups on the backyard road, leaving clumps of excrement after clumps.

"..."

Except Damian's eyes lit up, several people held their breath.

After preliminary observation, Bruce quickly determined the structure of the house. His gaze swept to the study on one side, and soon saw a faint figure in the study.

Not surprisingly, that person is Mr. Bennet, the head of the family.Three people thought.

Looking at the murderous Damian, Dick felt that it was best not to let him see "Mr. Bennet", otherwise some bloody tragedies might happen.He exchanged glances with Bruce, and walked towards the study with the dagger in his hand, and Bruce knocked on the door.

"...Please come in." A familiar voice sounded.

"..." The three looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed open the door of the study.

Alfred raised his head, saw the two young masters at the door, raised his eyebrows, and did not comment on their attire.

Bruce noticed the gun in his hand: "Mauser?"

"Yes," Alfred wiped the barrel of the gun with a cotton cloth, his expression concentrated, "As you can see, after I opened my eyes, I found that I was polishing the dagger and polishing the musket, and I have been continuing until now. this work."

He handed the polished Mauser to Bruce: "I think Master Jason needs this more than I do, Master."

"...Thank you." Bruce took the Mauser.

"Wow, it's rare to hear you say thanks when you're Batman," Dick quipped, glancing at the musket.

Compared with the precision firearms that have been continuously improved in modern times, the Mauser gun in front of us is simpler in style. It can only shoot a single bullet, and the rate of fire is not high enough. For Jason, who is used to heavy firearms, it can only be said to be better than nothing.

They were about to leave the study room when suddenly the air around them froze suddenly, lines of glittering golden words floated in the air, and after the whole paragraph was over, they stayed in mid-air without moving.

Dick tried to open the door, but the handle didn't budge.

He tried a few times, but still failed, so he had to turn around helplessly: "...Uh, I think we need to finish reading this text before we can go out?"

His eyes swept across the words in the air, and he began to read: "Where... zombies... who have enjoyed the human brain...?"

……

"So Mist took Rania to find you," Tim said.

"You understand that I won't praise you with your next words, right?" Jason held the dagger, and opened and closed the doors on the second floor one by one.

"And you let them into your safe house," Tim continued.

Jason slammed the door shut: "Otherwise should I hang them in the cold wind and turn them into two frozen birds?"

Tim was lost in thought: "You were with Mist, and Rania was a big fan of yours—the kind that wanted to marry you."

He gave Jason a meaningful look.

Jason: "...No, shut up."

Thanks, you could be so smart, Timothy Drake.

"It's not a big deal, Jason, as long as Bruce doesn't know." Before Jason could speak, Red Robin changed the subject lightly, "It stands to reason that I should be on your side, but I can't take the risk of being Bruce knows the risks, so..."

Jason: "..."

No, I'm not, I'm not, please don't let your imagination run wild.

Hearing Tim's meaningful tone, Jason was a little too lazy to refute. He searched his heart, and suddenly found in horror that there was no disturbance in his heart.

Has he subtly accepted the fact that his reputation was murdered? ? ?

He looked away, opened the last door, paused, and moved lightly.

"Okay, your little princess has appeared." He stepped aside to open the door, revealing the scene in the room.

In the room, the little girl in a long skirt curled up on the bed and fell into a sleepy sleep, and it seemed that she would not wake up for a while.

Tim walked over and observed, and found that Raniya seemed to be too tired to fall asleep: "She has been drawn too much power, maybe it is used to build the world in this book."

Although he had expected it, Jason frowned a little when he didn't see Mister beside Rania. He pressed his dagger and looked at the sunlight outside the window.

Tim noticed his gaze: "In a hurry to leave now?"

Jason thrust the dagger through.Back to the scabbard, unscrewed the scabbard, and tied it to the outside of the long skirt, so that he could draw out the dagger immediately: "Then you plan to wear the skirt and hide in this house for a few days? I can't stay here any longer."

As the person who was probably most familiar with "Pride and Prejudice" present, Jason felt that the whole thing was not right from the beginning.

So far, he has seen too many things that should not appear in the book-the short sword under the long skirt, the agility and agility after being restrained, and their strength that is obviously stronger than Bruce, all of which are abnormal.In Britain in the early nineteenth century, the standard for a lady was to be proficient in music, singing, painting, dancing and modern languages, and swords were not something these young girls who would faint at every turn should touch.

"If this was Pride and Prejudice..."

The next moment, a sudden voice broke their silence.

"...not Pride and Prejudice."

At some point, Raniya slowly woke up from her deep sleep, and before she was fully awake, she heard the conversation between two people.

Her eyelids were still a little heavy, her voice was very low, and she was a little sleepy. She covered her mouth and yawned a little, with a soft curl at the end.

Probably thinking that she was in a safe room, the little girl sat up hugging the quilt, rubbed her eyes and replied, "I'm reading "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies."

Jason & Tim: "..."

Red Hood had heard of this book—not long ago, this best-selling novel seven years ago was adapted into a movie, and the critics were full of criticism. In addition, it was a subject matter that he was not interested in, and he hadn't seen it in the cinema...

But this is not the point.

—The point is, like its title, this book is about Pride and Prejudice, and zombies.