Wayne House, basement.

In the training ground, the two long swords are constantly handing over.

Bruce is practicing his sword with Alec.

As a spellcaster, swordsmanship has never been Alec's strong suit, and he doesn't even have a swordsmanship skill...... But relying on attribute suppression, he can still hold down Bruce steadily. Watching the two compete is not a master of swordsmanship, Nicole is a spellcaster, Superman Clark knows nothing about swordsmanship, but Diana knows a lot about cold weapons, and can see that Bruce's swordsmanship is far superior to Alec's.

The competition ended quickly.

Bruce returned to the sidelines, where the warrior from the Tower of the Nine Rings was commenting on the battle and pointing out Bruce's shortcomings in swordsmanship.

Alec didn't care about swordsmanship, so he didn't go over to join in the fun.

He is quite clear about his position.

As a spellcaster, his focus was entirely on spells, and in this contest he was little more than a sparring partner...... This is also a helpless thing, the middle-aged warrior only has one arm, and the only remaining hand has been cut off, and he can't hold the sword at all. The only thing he can teach Bruce is experience, and he has to find another way to do it.

Diana walked up to Alec and said, "Bruce is very talented, and his swordsmanship is already small. ”

Alec nodded.

He didn't know what the concept of 'Xiaocheng' in Diana's mouth was, but in actual combat, Bruce's swordsmanship had reached the threshold of mastering skills.

"Diana, do you know swordsmanship?"

"Understood."

Alec paused and said, "I'd like to ask you to be Bruce's sparring partner...... Of course, if you don't mind, it's okay to be his second teacher, a teacher in swordsmanship. ”

Diana had a slight playfulness in her eyes: "What about the reward?" ”

Alec, of course, knew what Diana was paying attention to, and he simply threw the question at Martha.

"Ask the Wayne family."

This answer obviously did not satisfy Diana, she stared at Alec, and said, "Although the Wayne family is rich, they can't help me, and it is you who can help me, Mr. Alec...... The only reason I stayed with the Wayne family was because I wanted to know the whereabouts of my people. But so far, the spell formations on Paradise Island are only known to you. ”

Alec shrugged: "It's just your wishful thinking. ”

"I'm not asking you to help me right away."

"Even so, I won't say yes."

Diana sighed softly: "Is it so difficult to want a promise from you?" ”

……

Clark and Diana had been living in the Wayne Mansion for more than a week, and Alec had been on strike for more than a week, and it was only in the early days of the week that Gotham City had returned to its former appearance - the criminals had a much sharper sense of smell than the police, and they were the first to realize Alec's disappearance, and after several temptations, the news of the disappearance of the 'Bloody Enforcers' spread throughout Gotham.

The criminals celebrated and then resumed their rampant frenzy.

After dinner, it was fast evening.

Clark and Diana returned to Wayne's mansion with tired faces.

Alec sat in front of the TV and greeted the two lazily: "Yo, Clarke, Diana, are you back?" ”

Diana let out a cold snort.

Alec was inexplicable.

Seeing this, Clark smiled bitterly and explained: "Those criminals mentioned your name and used it to mock Diana, and the words were hard to hear......"

"Disaster without cause?"

Clark nodded, "Sort of." ”

He then went upstairs and returned to his room.

Martha, dressed in a black robe, leaned in.

After being reincarnated as a vampire, her personality has changed a lot, the original Martha has a gentle personality and is very good at talking to anyone, but now Martha's personality is a little indifferent, except for a very few familiar people, it is difficult for outsiders to see the tolerant side of her: "Mr. Alec, it seems that you haven't suppressed the criminals of Gotham for a long time?" ”

"Of course."

"Is it because of Superman and Ms. Diana?"

Alec nodded.

Martha shook her head and said, "With their gentle methods, they can't save Gotham at all." ”

"I know."

“…… Gotham is getting more and more chaotic, I don't know what Mr. is going to do? ”

Alec spread his hands: "I'm not going to do it...... When they give up saving Gotham , it's not too late for me to do it. ”

…………

Day 2.

Alec left Wayne's Mansion early and headed for the Metropolis.

There is a very famous prison here.

Mantel Prison.

The prison is small, with a small number of inmates and not very well guarded...... Because of Superman Clark's relationship, the security of the metropolis is very good, the city and Gotham are completely two different concepts, the metro is the city with the lowest crime rate in the United States, and Gotham is the city with the highest crime rate in the whole country.

Relying on illusion, Alec easily infiltrated the prison and found the goal of this trip.

Joe Cell.

The murderer of Bruce Wayne's parents.

It didn't take much effort for Alec to get Jochell...... More specifically, he easily took down Jocher with just one blow.

"It's ironic that such brilliant entrepreneurs as Thomas and Martha would die in such a garbage hand."

Alec sighed, and then swaggered out of the prison with Joccher.

Not surprisingly.

Clark, dressed in a blue uniform, was waiting for him at the door.

"Alec, who is he?"

"Joe, Chell."

Clark was unfamiliar with the name.

"Put the man back, I can act as if it didn't happen."

Alec sighed.

"Clarke, I advise you, get out of the way, I can act as if it didn't happen...... Don't force me to turn against you. ”

Clark's face turned red: "Turn your face, Alec, you're robbing the prison in front of me." ”

"Prison robbery?" Alec shook his head, "You think I'm in league with Jochell?" ”

Clark seemed to have lost his patience, he slowly flew up, and stared at Alec condescendingly: "I don't care if you are in a group or not, and I don't want to argue with you...... Jocher is an inmate at Mantel Prison, and I won't let him out of prison until he's finished his sentence. A faint red energy converged in Clark's eyes, a precursor to his use of heat rays.

But Alec wasn't alarmed.

He took a bottle out of his bosom.

"Clark, if you want to ruin the whole Met, and even the whole of America, then go ahead."

The red glint in Clark's eyes vanished.

"What is this?"

Alec replied with a sneer, "Plague Bottle." ”

Clark's face sank.

"What do you want to do?"

Alec shook his head, "It's none of your business. Get out of the way, Clarke, I know you want to destroy this bottle with a heat ray, but I can tell you very clearly that the only result of doing so is to release the plague...... Spells are something you don't understand at all, and instead of a virus, this bottle contains an activated spell model, something that can't be destroyed by heat rays. ”

"As for what I want to do?"

"As a teacher, I'm going to give Bruce my first lesson, and the name of this class is called, Revenge."