The player gave the exhausted blue bird a comforting hug. God bless him. After he killed the Joker, the blue bird would probably go crazy and throw him into Arkham. He hoped that the Red Hood would be willing to break out of the prison. The player folded his hands and prayed devoutly in his heart.

Dick, who didn't know he had been arranged, was still thinking happily that Jason in the parallel world was indeed a good boy. He even indulged the player to bury his face in his chest and rubbed it like a kitten.

In the end, Dick didn't go upstairs to his room, but hid in the knight's quilt to rest for an afternoon. The player was fighting wits and courage with the game.

He played all kinds of strange endings, and even clicked to feed all the Robin and Spider-Man characters in the computer game with a few candies to improve their favorability.

By the way, is it really appropriate to put a little boy in the strategy game? It won't be a death knell for everyone, right?

Dick slept until the next day. The work that belonged to Batman was shared by Tim, Red Hood and Damian. Even the Arkham Knight went out for a night patrol last night and came back just in time to run into the late-night birds having a dinner.

Although only Tim and Damian were at the dinner, it was still the kind of difficult supper time that tripped each other up. Fortunately, after joining the Knight, the two of them restrained themselves a lot. Tim invited the Knight to rest in his room and he could stay up tonight.

Then the proposal was taken back by the little red bird himself under the disapproving eyes of the old housekeeper, and he repeatedly promised that he would go to bed and get up early to have a good body.

In the end, the Knight went to Red Hood's room to sleep. After all, the homotopes were all his own, so there was nothing wrong with that.

When the player returned to his room the next day and saw a confused brother who was still rubbing around in the quilt and had not yet gotten up, he was in a good mood and even greeted him. It was obvious that Nightwing's operation yesterday had achieved remarkable results and indeed brought him closer to his brother.

Dick poked his head out of the quilt and touched his nose awkwardly. He really just wanted to take a nap for five minutes. He really didn't do this in all circumstances. But even if he didn't belong to this world, he couldn't deny that the Arkham Knight was indeed Jason Todd. He couldn't help but accidentally fall into a deep sleep in a relaxed atmosphere beside his brothers.

"Good morning, Jason"

Although he was distinguished as Master Todd by the old housekeeper, Dick would always subconsciously call him Jason.

Fortunately, neither the Knight nor the Red Hood felt any offense to the name, otherwise Dick would be in a headache again.

Chapter 15 Training and Falling into a Trap

Damian Wayne AKA Robin is currently wandering in the darkness of Gotham as Dick's assistant to Batman.

Compared with the young master of the Assassin's League who had just arrived at Wayne's house, after a period of education from his elder brother's love, at least he can listen to what he should listen to now. Although he still doesn't get along with Timothy, he hasn't shown the behavior of assassinating Robin before.

Morning, seven o'clock.

Damian was eating breakfast under the gentle gaze of the old housekeeper, while Red Robin had continued to leave Wayne Manor. Tim came back yesterday to help with the bat work because Dick was absent.

Everyone can see Dick's recent fatigue and stress, and Damian will not disturb his elder brother's rare rest. The only dissatisfaction is that he feels that he can do everything by himself, and Red Robin is meddling in other people's affairs.

As for the Arkham Knight who is currently staying in the manor, Damian is satisfied with the other party's understanding of the times and not interfering. This will be his Gotham sooner or later, and everything will belong to him.

Although, in fact, he didn't have a deep impression of the Knight. He knew more about Red Hood, or Jason Todd when he was still in the Assassin's League, but they didn't have a good relationship either.

However, after all, he was someone who suddenly entered the territory he identified and was a certain threat, so Damian kept staring at the Knight. Then he saw the player's strange behavior award. The Knight even sat in the garden and touched his Titus for an afternoon. What made Damian even more dissatisfied was that Titus actually liked the Knight.

The youngest bird even felt a great crisis that his partner and friend was going to be snatched away.

So now Damian looked at Arkham Knight with his eyes not eyes and nose not nose, and his face towards him was very pouty.

When Damian saw Arkham Knight coming down with Dick, he immediately put on a picky expression, but before he could speak, Dick had already pulled the Knight to sit next to him, and the little boy almost jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Look, even if it's breakfast, it's better to be lively, right, little D."

Ignoring the big brother's constant blinking hints, Damian stared at the Knight. He still remembered that he was easily solved by the other party and tied up and thrown to Nightwing like garbage.

This incident made Damian, who has a strong self-esteem, always feel uneasy. If he hadn't been injured at that time, he would never be so easily dealt with by Todd.

And the attendant, the vigilante woman was simply holding him back. And now his injury is almost healed, of course he wants to avenge his previous shame.

"Todd, let's go to the training room later. This time I will definitely beat you to a pulp."

Dick couldn't help but start to wear a mask of pain and wipe his face. Okay, okay, there are just some deep-rooted concepts of the Assassin's League that need to be corrected. It doesn't matter. They will always do it. And the player who just drank a sip of milk slowly had a question mark on his head. What happened?

Obviously, Damian felt that he had given the Arkham Knight a lot of patience, but he was either petting his dog or playing games every day, and he was about to become a salted fish, which made Damian, who was young and believed in the law of the jungle, really feel disappointed.

"Okay, Damian, Jason, I can believe that you all have your own limits, right."

Dick continued to have a migraine, and the knight who was bullied by a little kid did not refuse. Ha, teach the son of the old bat a lesson, why would he refuse such a good thing.

So after breakfast, the Arkham Knight picked up Damian and prepared to leave. As a result, the kid who was picked up like a cat got angry and struggled to draw his knife to chop the knight, and then was ruthlessly suppressed, and the young master Wayne, who was cursing all the way, kept saying stupid Todd and hateful Todd.

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