Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"What have you done, Bruce?"

The mage's disgusting voice sounded in the office. He didn't know when he appeared. Even with Batman's observation, he didn't realize how he came here quietly.

"It's none of your business." Batman made a gesture and said in a deep voice.

The mage didn't give him any respect, he said bluntly: "I'm not your employee, Bruce Wayne. In fact, did you forget that I was the one to wake you up and let you go from home Someone sober from a home-like drag game?"

"What? You made him stop being Batman?!" Harley stopped crying and looked at the mage in shock.

"How did you do that?" she asked in shock, as Batman found a bottle of eyedrops in her hand. This discovery made his face gloomy to the extreme, like a storm in Gotham.

"It's very simple, magic." He Shenyan shrugged and replied.

"Spell? Are you a mage?"

"Yes."

"Then can you turn me into a teddy bear? Pink, the oversized one!" Her vexatious request made Batman very worried that the mage would turn her to ashes in the next second. However, the mage just smiled faintly.

"Okay." He nodded and snapped his fingers. A huge pink teddy bear appeared in Bruce Wayne's office.

"Wow!" Harry jumped up like a child, and she rolled on the floor with the teddy bear on her face happily, and even didn't care if the bottle of eye drops was dropped.

Seeing her like this, Batman further confirmed his judgment: her fascination with clowns may have disappeared, but her mental illness has definitely not disappeared...

He Shenyan raised his leg and stepped past Harley Quinn, who was rolling on the ground, and came to the floor-to-ceiling window behind Bruce Wayne, overlooking the brand-new Gotham City.

After a long time, he said slowly, "You did a good job."

Batman let out a cold snort, do you mean you still need to say it?

"However, 50% of the credit is due to me." He Shenyan said to himself: "Of course, I'm not here to compete with you. I just want to tell you one thing, Bruce. Wayne."

"what?"

"I am a mage."

"Yes,

I know. "Of course I know - you bastard, that goddamn mental manipulation is still in my head!

The wizard turned, looked into Batman's eyes, and asked, "I can bring the dead back to life."

The words fell, and he was satisfied to see that the eyes that belonged to Batman changed to Bruce Wayne. But Bruce didn't speak. Instead, he fell into silence, frowning.

"...What's the price?" The first sentence he spoke again was asking for the price, and the mage nodded.

It's great to be rational even in the face of your biggest obsession.

"It's a small price, you can even say no." Hearing what he said, Bruce Wayne was silent again.

He gritted his teeth and tried to say something several times. He held his hands tightly, but in the end, he just said one word: "No."

"Why?" the mage asked patiently.

"...What you said is very tempting to me." Batman raised his head, he looked into the mage's eyes. Even Harley Quinn, who was enjoying the soft teddy bear, stopped and waited for what he was about to say.

"But I still refuse, Mage."

"That's it?" He Shenyan asked.

Harry let out a sigh, thinking she'd be getting some melons.

"Yes." Batman pursed his lips tightly, showing that this decision was not easy for him.

The mage laughed suddenly: "Very good, you passed the first test, Bruce Wayne. Even in the face of such temptation, you still maintain your own principles. I don't admire you very much."

"What do you want to say?"

"Look, Bruce. I'm not from this universe." The mage turned around and looked at the crowds and traffic below, and the city radiated a second life. His voice sounded very good.

"I've never covered it up, and you should know that, right?"

He Shenyan raised his right hand and held it in front of him. An illusory flame appeared out of thin air. He said faintly, "In my world, there is such a position, or maybe a responsibility. Call it whatever you want."

He turned and looked into Batman's eyes: "Sorcerer Supreme. That's the title of that position."

"Don't be blinded by the word Supreme, this is a kind of responsibility, a kind of bondage. When a mage is confirmed to be qualified to become a supreme mage, what he gets is not only the right to rule the Holy Sanctuary, but also countless We're going to fight demons, we're going to fight angels. We're going to fight cultists, aliens, whoever tries to invade Earth."

"We're even going to war with the supreme gods," he said quietly.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Batman asked, frowning.

"My question is simple, Bruce. Do you want to be the supreme mage of this world?"

"Why me? No, I should ask, why are you doing this? It doesn't do you any good, I don't believe you鈥擻"

The mage interrupted him: "No, it's very good for me. The reason I came to this world was to make a deal, and I want to save you. Save you from the end of the world, although I don't know what that end is. What. I don't know how I'm doing now. But the change in Gotham City can't be faked. It's getting better."

"And I, sooner or later, will have to leave. I don't want the results of my work - although I didn't spend much time, it's gone. Therefore, I have to take insurance."

Bruce Wayne didn't say yes right away, he mused, but the wizard could see that he had already accepted the duty - after all, he had already done it.

Protection without asking for anything in return, regardless of consequences and costs, isn't this what he has been doing?

"I will think about it." After a long time, he said slowly.

He Shenyan nodded again: "Very good, suspicion is also one of the qualities that this responsibility must have."

"I won't bother you, as for you, ma'am." He turned his head to look at Harley Quinn and asked, squinting, "Who have you been talking to since the beginning?"

"Ah...? Ah? No, what are you talking about?" Harry replied in a panic, trying her best to look as if nothing had happened. But the acting is so clumsy that even Batman, who can't read his mind, sees something wrong.

"From the very beginning, you have been talking to something called a dialog box in your heart. What is that?" The mage stared at her and asked word by word.