An English ballad came from the counter of a dimly lit bar, and the music was interrupted by the soft sound of the tape "Zila", and with one hand pressed on the radio, the long-haired bartender patted the somewhat ineffective radio and shook his head helplessly.

The rattle of the guests at the bar called him over, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a blond man drunk at the table, and the bartender sighed helplessly, walked up and pushed the man on the shoulder, and said, "Mr. Constantine, are you alright?" ”

"Radio...... Why didn't it ring? Konstantin mumbled as the bartender took a glass from the shelf and wiped it down, saying, "That old radio was left by the boss's father, and it's so old that it often breaks." ”

Konstantin did not look up, but slowly raised a hand, and the bartender saw that his fingers were shining in the light, with distinct joints, and looked slender and elegant, which was somewhat different from his whole decadent temperament.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and with a "click", the radio burst into a series of sparks, and then the music began to sound again.

The bartender was taken aback, and he took two steps back slightly, but it was not because of this miraculous phenomenon, Konstantin was a frequent visitor here, and everyone here knew that this decadent man had some special powers.

The bartender placed the polished cup on the bar and asked, "Is it still the same?" ”

"Yes, an extra glass of ginger."

"Ginger ale?" When the bartender heard this, he showed a puzzled expression, and he said, "Do you mean the medicine used to treat colds?" But we only have wine here......"

"Give me a cup."

Konstantin finally straightened up from the bar, he covered his head, the vertigo from the euphoria of the drug had not yet dissipated, his vision was a little hazy, he saw a glass reflecting the shining light being placed on the bar, he gently pointed with his hand, it was filled with ginger juice.

Just after he had done all this, a dark figure appeared in the shadows in the corner of the bar, and Konstantin did not look back, he just moved his body to the side, as if to leave a place for someone.

The black figure walked up, he was wearing a black armor, a black cloak on his back, and two pointed ears on his head, Konstantin put his head on his hand, turned his head to look at him and said, "If I designed the uniform, I would definitely choose to show my chin, otherwise I would not be able to drink...... Ahem......"

Batman picked up the cup, he could already smell the strong smell of ginger, Konstantin looked at his expression, chuckled and said, "Don't you like to use ginger ale instead of wine?" Not going to take a sip? ”

Batman put the glass down again, and Konstantin went to take the real glass of wine handed by the bartender, and after taking a sip, he bared his teeth, as if it were frozen, and said, "...... It's amazing, I've never drunk anything as cold as in a Gotham bar anywhere else......"

"Do you have any secrets?" Konstantin asked, looking at the bartender.

"Gotham's cold chain is now famous." The bartender continued to wipe his glass and said, "At the beginning of this year, four large ice factories were built, and the ice cubes we have here are of good quality, not only the temperature is very low, but it is not easy to melt. ”

Konstantin took another sip of wine, Batman looked at him, Konstantin shook his head, and said, "I know what you want to ask, magic...... Magical ......"

As if drunk, he tilted his head to the side again, leaned on his arm, and said, "You have been following me for the past few days, just to get an answer from me, but I told you a long time ago, child, don't think about resurrecting anyone with magic......"

Batman was still staring at him silently, and Konstantin said like an unpredictable prophet: "I know, people like you are like this, if you don't figure out the principle, you won't completely deny the possibility of one thing." ”

"However, in the process of figuring out the principle, you have to pay a lot more than you think."

Konstantin picked up the glass but did not drink it, but put it against his face, as if the cold would clear his mind a little, and he said: "I used to be as curious about these things as you are, and I thought, if I have not really pursued it, how can I know that it is not my way out?" ”

"But this is magic, it seduces you to explore, to verify, and then you lose everything in the process, and finally you find that the process of losing everything is magic itself."

"It's not an equivalent exchange." Konstantin shook his head, and then said: "It's not that you can resurrect someone by giving something, but that you have lost everything in the process of resurrecting someone. ”

The English folk tune kept playing, and Batman's hand holding the glass looked younger, and although he had grown up to look like an adult, it was clear from the knuckles of his fingers that he was still a teenager.

Seeing his hands, Konstantin recalled his previous self, that young, immature, healthy self, like a summer oak.

Fortunately, he thought, he met the young Batman at this time, and if the two of them were in the same age group, or met each other at the same age, it would really make a big mess.

It was the first time Batman had been in a Gotham's bar for so long, and that ditty kept echoing in his head, reminding him of the English countryside, and he couldn't remember when, and had heard it in Alfred's mouth.

When the old butler's face appeared in front of Batman's eyes, he stood up from his bar chair, put down his glass, and turned away.

On the way back to Wayne Manor, Batman keenly felt that this winter was extremely cold, so much so that when he saw the familiar buildings of Wayne Manor, he actually felt a trace of warmth in his heart.

However, Batman's action of opening the door of his house seemed to be a little extra careful, and even when he walked through the courtyard, he did not have the posture of coming and going like the wind in the past, but took a light step and walked slowly inside.

Coming to the stairs of the manor, Batman took a look at the hook fixed to his hand, which he used to launch directly onto the balcony, then jumped onto the balcony and returned to the room.

But he chose to take the stairs anyway.

It's actually hard to expect Batman to take the stairs properly, because he's always good at using all sorts of methods to appear in all sorts of places he shouldn't, whether there is a way up there.

Therefore, as he walked up the stairs with some caution, he did not notice that some of the old staircase handrails in Wayne Manor had been loosened, and just as he came to the third floor and was about to take the last step, he instinctively held on to the handrail of the stairs, and then, the wooden handrail made a very slight "squeak" under his hand.

Batman's heart suddenly chuckled, he quickly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a small black shadow rushing towards the end of the corridor on the second floor like the wind.

It was a little girl with black hair and blue eyes, very similar to him, who was wearing pajamas at this time, rubbing her eyes in confusion, and then looking at Batman in the dark with those eyes that emitted a glimmer of light.

It stands to reason that in this scenario, Batman's first action should be to reach out directly to the batrang on his waist, and then then turn on the night vision device to gain a visual advantage.

But this time, his first action was to reach out a hand, take the other four fingers down, leaving only one index finger, and then put it to his mouth and make a "shhhh

The little girl frowned, sniffed hard, and showed a somewhat confused expression, and then she ran up the stairs to Batman's side, and took two more breaths.

Batman shook his head at her, and just as he reached out to cover her mouth, the little girl cracked open her big mouth full of fangs and let out an earth-shattering "Wow!!!!! ”

In an instant, Wayne Manor was lit up.

A few minutes later, Batman with Aisha in his arms appeared on the couch in the manor hall, Aisha was biting Batman's bracer with a mouthful of fangs, and Batman said to Alfred on the other side with a straight face, "No, I didn't drink." ”

The old butler set her eyes on Aisha, Aisha, who could not understand human speech very well, as if suddenly, awakened to endless wisdom, she let go of her mouth and jumped to the other side of the sofa, bouncing on the sofa while pointing at Batman, and kept "wow wow".

Dick walked up the stairs with his eyes closed, staggering down the stairs with his handrails in his hands, visibly sleepy.

When he had come down, he stretched and yawned, and Alfred walked over and patted him on the back, and then said to him, "Go back to sleep, young master, and there will be no more noise to you." ”

Dick closed his eyes, but he shook his head, then walked over to Batman, took his arm by the hand and said, "You're not going to go to that place again, are you?" ”

"I didn't." Batman immediately denied it, but Aisha continued to raise her voice, screaming non-stop, Batman reluctantly walked over and picked her up, Dick rubbed his eyes and said, "Aisha said you smelled of alcohol, you went to the bar?" ”

Batman was silent and didn't speak, he looked down at Aisha, who could still only scream with unknown meaning.

Batman looked at Aisha, then at Dick, and then at Alfred, who had been staring at him, wondering if the three of them had any secret words that could be used to communicate, and he didn't hear any syllables from Aisha's screams that could analyze the message.

Aisha struggled to jump out of Batman's arms again, then ran to Alfred's side, tugging at his trouser leg and pointing at Batman with a non-stop "whoa, whoa, whoa".

After Alfred picked her up, she immediately stopped screaming, Alfred hugged Aisha and said to Batman, "Sir, although you are now the father of two children, in fact, you are not yet an adult. ”

"Always going to the kind of places that are not conducive to the physical and mental health of minors, I'm afraid it's difficult to set an example for two children."

I don't know if it was Batman's hallucination, he felt that he heard murderous in Alfred's tone, and he heard the old butler say:

"I don't know how that scum from London, named Constantine, seduced you, but I hope that he will not tarnish the reputation of his homeland again in the few days he has."

"Otherwise, as his countryman, I feel compelled to teach him the etiquette of a gentleman."

At this time, Konstantin, who was still drunk in the bar, felt a cold chill behind him for some reason, and he shivered fiercely, sensing the surrounding situation, but he did not find any danger.

This kind of coldness followed him, but he didn't know the source, Konstantin turned his head helplessly left and right, and suddenly, he saw the glass of ginger juice that he had conjured, he reached out and picked up the cup, pinched his nose, and drank it all.

The spiciness, which finally made him feel warm, coughed vigorously twice, sneezed again, and broke out in a cold sweat.

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