[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

"It doesn't have to wait until later," Bruce said.

He was clearly suppressing his anger, too.

Whether it was because the usually calmer Bruce was more obviously annoyed than she was, this remark strangely reassured Freya.

"We don't have enough evidence," she said.

"Actually, we have." Bruce glanced at her back for the third time, "But compared to Luthor, the most important thing now is the injuries of the alliance members."

Freya waved her hands indifferently, ignoring Batman's disapproving gaze. "Any new discoveries?"

"We discussed this weapon with the Avengers, Strange, and friends in the magic world just now after we shifted the battlefield. The information provided by Ron is very complete, and Stark and I have already made a preliminary analysis of it. In addition, the Avengers bypassed the government and sent a rescue letter to the X-Men in their own name, and Professor X should soon come to join in the deconstruction of the weapon." Bruce said.

"Is there any way to defend in the short term?" Freya asked.

"There is always a way." Bruce said, and he took out a letter written on parchment, signed by Dumbledore.

"The magic world will provide primary armor, and promise that they will modify the existing magic armor after the final deconstruction results come out. Professor Dumbledore invited his old friend Nicole Flamel, and other Some wizards who are very accomplished in alchemy have several Medals of the Order of Merlin."

"It's good to be able to defend, as for Luther..." Freya's brows were full of hostility, "He hurt our comrades in arms, hoping to arouse the fighting between superhumans and superpowers. If Strange were not here today, the whole of New York would probably be destroyed, even if the civilians were not injured, the price we paid for preventing this from happening is not small."

"Even if some of us have not revealed our identities, isn't Superman considered an American citizen? Several of the Avengers are American citizens, right? Isn't it because we are stronger than ordinary people that the injuries that happen to us don't count?"

"He knew the consequences of the war—the city was destroyed, the powers fell—and he did it premeditatedly. This madman is going to commit first-degree murder. If he can easily get away with it, I don't agree."

"He can't," Bruce said. "General Swanwick almost blew up the comms, which means the president is very upset. Luthor's hand is too long. He announced as early as last year that he would run for president of the United States. It puts a lot of pressure on the incumbent. This time there is no full evidence, but people who want to get what they want. He will be sent to court."

"That bit of evidence is not enough to send him to jail. Even if it is exposed to the public, it may attract a fanatical supporter in addition to the voice of condemnation. He should be happy again." Freya was a little frustrated.

"You think the case is just an attempt to harm a superpower or endanger public safety?" Bruce said, "Think about your profession, think about your former job, ma'am."

"Economic crimes?" Freya raised her eyebrows. "How can a large group like Lex Industries be caught for economic crimes?"

"Stark and Coppert were a huge help."

"Why did Penguin sell him?" Dragon Girl was taken aback.

"Because he knows when he has to pull back," Bruce said. "I said that Coppert is smart, he won't do the rushing thing, and he will offer to help clean up the battlefield."

He paused for a moment.

"In addition, I disclosed part of the information I have now to S.H.I.E.L.D. The Avenger has encountered such a thing, how can he be happy."

"It's not Luthor himself that worries me—it's too easy to control him alone—what worries me is how many forces have colluded with him, dealt with him, or know the information he controls. "Bruce frowned, "Psychic shock is learned from Ron, but what about illusion? Both mages and wizards say they have never seen such an application. Where and from whom did he learn the principle of illusion?"

"Kama Taj, the wizarding world, and the Hydra girl," Freya said, "who else is more active in the illusion-related forces? Since both Strange and Harry deny it. …”

"Loki."

A voice spoke from behind.

It was Tony Stark who came up to them with two glasses of wine. "However, a year or two ago, I heard that he was dead and couldn't die anymore. Thor was depressed for a while because of this."

"Since he's dead." Freya politely took the glass from Iron Man, "Since he's dead, I don't see any point in bringing up the evil god."

"Thor thinks he's dead." Iron Man shrugged, "The fact is that none of us have seen his body, not in Asgard, not in Wertheim, who knows, maybe he really turned into a fly Gray. It’s just that deep down in my heart, I don’t think that such a cunning and tricky silver tongue will be killed easily, and what’s even more suspicious is that it was forcibly washed clean before death.”

"Tony," Hawkeye who came over at some point showed a complicated look after hearing this, "I beg you, please don't talk nonsense."

Iron Man made a tongue-pulling gesture.

Barton rolled his eyes and walked to Natasha.

"Before we discuss more complicated matters, ma'am," Tony watched his friend go away, turned around and gestured to Freya with a glass of wine in a friendly manner, "Why don't you deal with your... wings first."

Freya looked at Bruce questioningly, who nodded at her.

The scratches on the body are recovering automatically, only the wings need bone setting.The dragon's bones are very strong, and few people present can help, let alone whether they can put the bones back to their original positions neatly.

"I might need a little magic." Freya compromised.

Bruce took the glass she offered him.

"Mr. Stark." The dragon girl nodded, and then walked to the two wizards who were helping.

"Elegant, beautiful, powerful." Behind her, Iron Man said, "As far as I know, you are just an ordinary person with technology. Does being in the middle of a large group of alien creatures scare you?"

"Does being around Thor scare you?" Bruce shoots back.

They seemed to be clinking glasses, and the glass collided and made a crisp knocking sound.

At the end of the hall, Harry skillfully used various healing spells to heal several wounds on Thor's body, and it was obvious that he had a lot of experience in various injuries.The St. Mungo's healer standing by seemed eager to get some trouble out of the amateur's operation, but was repeatedly deflated.

Seeing Freya approaching, Draco, who was still critical just now, frowned subconsciously, Harry followed his line of sight vigilantly, and his face also showed a strange expression.

"I still have pain-free potion here." He took a green potion from his pocket.

"The painless potion will weaken the effect of the precision healing spell, and the bone setting spell is also one of them." Diana's voice sounded, "I don't know if the magic is effective enough for the dragon girl, and it would be bad if something goes wrong halfway through the healing. gone."

Draco was no longer surprised by her knowledge of magic.

Wonder Woman sat on the sofa and leaned slightly, with her left arm supporting her knees, her fist resting her chin, and her right hand resting on the sword of Athena on the ground.

"You're drilling a hole in Stark's floor," Freya said. "What happened to the jaw?"

"It won't take long for this wound to heal," Diana put away her sword. "Demeter bestowed on me an unparalleled ability to repair and insensitivity to pain, so that I can fight as much as I want."

Raytheon looks at her a bit like a Barcelona player looks at a Real Madrid player.

"I really hope it can heal by itself." Freya pretended not to see Thor's strong gaze, and touched the drooping right wing. "Walking around with wings on my back when I'm not flying makes me feel like a bird." Goose."

They all laughed, only Draco looked displeased.

The healer stepped forward and raised his wand.

"Just use the spell directly." Freya said, "Although my tolerance to pain is not as exaggerated as Wonder Woman's, it can be regarded as a result of hard work. Besides, this wing is not the first time. Suffered: Dad pulled it out of its joint when I was just kidding around with me."

"How is he?" Thor asked with interest.

Draco's wand hit the point where the wings met his back, and there was a sharp pain like a long needle piercing a bone.

With a "click", the broken bone returned to its original position.

"My mother didn't let him into my hole for a year." Freya said slowly, "The spell is very neat, thank you, Draco."

The therapist took out a pitch-black potion from the medicine box that he carried around with the shrinking spell, and motioned for her to drink it.

After Freya finished drinking the medicine, she felt that the roots of her wings started to heat up. Seeing that the two cross-border gods had already talked by themselves, she sat alone near the window to spread her wings.

Clark was on the balcony, his skin had healed, but he looked limp.Dr. Banner stood with him.

"Bruce had a lot to say to him."

It was Steve who sat next to Freya.

"Bruce?" Freya said, and then it dawned on her, "Yeah, almost forgot that's the doctor's name too."

Steve gave her a mild glance. "Don't worry about Clark, he's a fighter, a brave man."

"Clark?"

"I'm not an idiot," Steve said, "I knew who you were, and then I learned about your formation of the Justice League. At that time you introduced Clark to me, and we also had close contact. Although he tried to Covering up the differences between being a reporter and being a superman, but the serum-enhanced insight and years of exercise observations made it easier for me than for others to spot the similarities. I knew every muscle in his body."

Freya looked at him with an indescribable expression.

"Am I misunderstanding, or did Captain America really make an inappropriate joke?"

"You misunderstood." Steve said without changing his face.

Freya stared at him suspiciously, but finally let the boy scout go.

"Clark said his mother's name this time," she said. "I'm afraid others will find out his identity soon, at least as well as you. Superman's permanent location is Metropolis, and his mother's name is Martha, enough information has been disclosed. Once Clark is exposed, my identity will no longer be a secret."

"Tony probably already knows Clark's identity, and it's only a matter of time before he cross-references you with the help of Jarvis," Steve said.

"What happened to Jarvis before?" Freya thought of what Bruce had said.

"Tony didn't tell us, but one day he suddenly replaced the original program with a full backup." Steve recalled, "He has been very busy recently, unusually busy, but if he doesn't talk about it, he thinks it Should not be known about or need our help."

"Black Widow said that she hopes he understands that he has the right target." Freya said, "No matter what he is doing, I hope you can also get the right target. As for whether Hawkeye and Black Widow will tell God about Martha? Shield-"

Steve shook his head and said seriously, "They are loyal friends."

Freya looked at him for a while, then nodded briefly to accept the explanation.

"What happened today," Steve said, "I'm sorry, but you guys deserve so much more than that."

The dragon girl is playing with a piece of scale that fell off when she just set the bone. They look small and exquisite in human form.

Captain America's blue eyes watched her.

"This kind of thing shouldn't happen."

"You know," Freya finally said, "when I first arrived on Earth, I never imagined that one day it would end like this. Compared with my people, I am still very young, and I am full of hope to live on this beautiful planet. Pass through the years of traveling safely, and then return to the place where I was born with everything that should be recorded. 'Don't forget who you are, don't forget your mission, don't forget your homeland', Elder Utara warned each of us, He's right, it's so hard to stand on the sidelines."

"Then don't look on," Steve said. "With so much going on, we don't know the enemy we're facing. How can you not be targeted by your opponent with such power? ?”

Freya laughed.

"The Datan planet was destroyed in the dream that Ron En created for me, but I knew it was just an illusion. I felt terrified, but after waking up, I didn't fall into a deep illusion. Ron En didn't understand my species well enough, There are not enough thoughts about me that can be read, at least not enough for him to make a perfect dream. What is a single Ned Hogg? Even the arrival of those villains from Apocalypse is not enough to make my home planet be destroyed. devastated to this point."

"We are neutral bystanders. Those elders have built the Interstellar Museum for trillions of years, and other races simply don't understand their power. The name of Elder Utara means 'where the stars shine' in the language of the dragon. , This is a statement and a blessing, in the words of the earth, that is, to live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and to share the light with the sun and the moon." Freya said, "He was born in the age of Yuga Khan and has survived until now. What kind of the power to tear his heart out?"

Steve doesn't understand what she's saying, and has never heard some of the words, but he still listens.

"Sometimes I wonder why I spilled blood on the earth, and at the same time used up my own tears." Freya broke the golden dragon scale, "No matter where the gods want to engulf the earth, can't I Go back to Star Dartan, back under the wings of the elders?"

"You're talking angry." Steve looked at her for a moment and replied half tenderly, half accusingly.

"Because I'm very angry." Freya said, "Luthor is certainly one of the craziest few, but he is not alone, but the epitome of a group. How many people are like him, fighting against the outside world? Want to stab a butcher knife into our bodies from behind?"

"Because they're scared, and they're stubborn, Freya," Steve said, holding her by the shoulders. "There are people who think that if there were no superhumans, there would be no super criminals; if there were no mutants, there would be no fraternities; Humans, there is no external threat."

"But that's Nidhogg, his essence is destruction!" Freya said, "How are your human epics sung, and how do those myths survive?——It will eventually bring about Ragnarok, destruction The world. When Ragnarok comes, it flaps its wings and flies over the battlefield laden with dead."

"I understand. But we can't deny that it was Superman who came to Earth, and Zod found it here." Steve stated objectively, "He's different from you."

"Clark is different from me." Freya was discouraged, and she agreed with this point of view, "Clark has nothing, he must integrate into this new group of human beings. Although sometimes it makes him painful, makes him doubt himself, makes him hide The good side of myself. I can't figure it out, look at him, Steve, look at you, I suspect that justice and hope flow in your blood, but how the world can blame you."

"Don't blame them," Steve said softly, "the world is crazy, there's too much trouble, they've had enough."

Freya gave a short laugh.

"What?" Steve asked.

"Nothing," Jinlong said, "just thinking of what my mother said before I left, 'You always think too well of others'."

"You and I both understand that there are only a small number of people who do this, Freya," Captain America sighed, "and others, even if they do such things, just think they are on the right path." Just on the road."

"That doesn't include Luther." Freya said coldly, "You have seen his behavior. He keeps saying that he wants to put human beings first, but what he does may drag the entire planet into war. What kind of lunatic can Figured out a way for Chaoying to fight each other? If he invents a way to kill us all at once, I'll give him a high regard."

"You think he doesn't want to?" Steve said. "If he could, why would he want such a bad idea?"

Freya was speechless.

"Okay, don't be so sad." Steve stood up, "As for Clark, don't worry, I called an old friend and he should be here soon. Since we have to discuss the next few days How to deal with it, let Clark take some time to talk to him more. Dr. Banner, Barton, they can all help."

He didn't want to talk anymore, and Freya caught the signal that Steve must have been under as much stress and pain as any of them.

"Thank you, Steve," she finally said.

Captain America patted Dragon on the shoulder before leaving.

Jin Long sat on the spot and thought.

Until a light footstep came from behind her.

"You know," someone said, "he's right, it's only a small part of humanity."

"Did you hear that?"

Freya smiled at him sideways.

"He calls you by your name like it's a safe house," Batman grumbled. "Stark's intelligence is all over the place."

"Steve trusts his comrades as much as we trust you."

"I didn't put a monitor in a lava cake." Batman rolled his eyes.

"What about brownies?"

Bruce tapped her head with a curled finger.

"I really wanted to rush into Luthor's building and drag him out to outer space." Freya leaned back on the sofa back, "I wanted to take him thousands of meters high and then throw him down. If it doesn’t work, I’ll show the prototype, catch him on his claws, fly around the earth a few times, and then hang on Mount Everest. Doesn’t he think that we will kill him sooner or later? After doing this a few times, he will not be scared to death. "

Bruce laughed.

"Can't you think of something practical?"

"Isn't that practical enough?" Freya crossed her arms, "He's going in this time, maybe he'll come out again soon."

"Swanwick won't let him come out easily," Bruce shook his head, "He's charged with first-degree murder and economic crimes, and is also involved in tax fraud, but I do hear that they are going to test whether Luther has the disease first. Certain mental illnesses."

"And let him escape punishment?"

"Or to a psychiatric facility," Bruce said. "I've got some 'old friends' at Arkham that might put him there."

"You are sending a think tank among a group of lunatics, just like giving wings to a wolf." Freya said, "I just hope that he can be locked up for a few years, at least let us solve the driving force behind these incidents , solve the forces that stare at the earth all day long, and then go back and deal with this annoying spirit."

"How many years?" Bruce said. "If these things take a few years, the earth is really going to be full of holes."

"There are so many heroes out there," Freya said, "and we can all help."

She paused for a while, and then said: "What you heard just now, it was just me talking out of anger."

Batman peered at her from under his visor.

"Doubts, fears, these are endless, all we can do is to move forward." He said, "Don't give up on the earth at this time, don't give up on human beings at this time, everything in the world can't be perfect. What you want? What you want is a clear conscience."

"Bat quotes?"

Bruce ignored it and just asked, "Do you remember what we said in the Batcave?"

"Too many, which sentence?" Freya raised her eyebrows.

"I said I dreamed of dragons when I was a child."

"You lied to me?" Jin Long pretended to be angry.

"I dreamed about them later," Bruce said. "It was a sight only in mythology. I dreamed that the dragon spread its wings and took me up, and then the darkness receded, and there was only light. There was only hope."

His knuckles grazed Freya's face, which faded to a pale bruise.

A light touch is like a butterfly's kiss.

Then there is warmth.

"I've given you all the good things to say."

The golden pupils met the blue eyes, and Freya smiled and shook her head.

Bruce just said nothing.

Slowly, Jin Long suppressed his smile, and the tiredness hidden under it finally surfaced.

She rests her cheek in the palm of the Gotham Knight.

"I didn't want to give up, but I was a little tired suddenly."

"I know," Bruce said, "I know."