The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 103 55. Honor Robin? New Title Get! --【3850】

   Not surprisingly, the master once again extended an invitation to Mason. Including the "temptation" outside the Black Gate Prison, this should be the second invitation from the Bat Family.

   But Mason immediately refused as no surprise.

  There are more and more things on him now, and he is really afraid to work with the best detective in the world, the master. Most importantly, Mason strongly believes that Batman should not completely let go of his doubts about himself.

   It's not that the master doesn't trust himself.

   It was determined by the master's suspicious nature.

  He and Dachao have such a good relationship both at work and in private, wouldn't they also update their "anti-Superman tactical plan" from time to time?

  Actually, in Mason's understanding, having a folder with his name written on it in Batman's private database is the way to truly gain the trust of the master.

   "Sorry, Bruce, I repeat, I'm flattered by the invitation from the Bat-Family, but I really don't think I'm fit to be a part of you."

   Mason, who was sitting on the hospital bed, sighed, and said half-truthfully:

   "First of all, my behavior style does not match your 'no killing' principle, of course, I am not dissatisfied with your code.

  Being a human being with a bottom line and guidelines is always much better than living like a beast without restraint.

   But I'm just used to being spontaneous. "

  He raised his head and looked at Batman seriously, and said the second reason:

   "Secondly, after experiencing what happened with Jason and Barbara, frankly speaking, the Bat-Family gave me a little...fear. The way we get along with each other seems very 'strange' to an outsider like me.

  Always hurt each other as a way to deepen mutual affection and bond.

  Maybe all of you are walking 'psychological trauma aggregates', but as far as I am concerned, I still hope that I can live a little easier.

   After all, my first seventeen years of life have been dark enough.

   Now knowing that the father who abused me for so long is not my father makes me feel relieved and sad. "

   Speaking of this, Mason whispered:

   "When it comes to 'father,' you should really take a moment to think about what you did to Robin and Batgirl, Bruce.

  Maybe you think this is something about your own family, but in the eyes of an outsider like me, you are doing too badly in these two things.

  You know what they need, but you're just stingy and don't want to give.

   always rewards occasional warmth

  This is not the right way to raise a child. "

   Facing Mason's complaints, Batman standing in the shadows was silent.

  No one can see the master's state of mind and thoughts at this time from his expressionless posture. He is like a cold iron cast in the night, sealing all his psychological activities in the eyes of others.

  He is used to facing the changeable and cruel world with this posture.

  Even Mason feels that no matter how happy and relaxed the place is, once Batman appears, it will immediately make it serious and cold.

   "To sum up, I think it's good for us to maintain the current relationship."

  Mason took a long breath, spread his hands and said to Batman:

   "We can cooperate and help each other occasionally. I have your contact information, and you also have mine. At present, the relationship between "official affairs" is enough for this step.

   Of course, if Gotham billionaire Bruce Wayne wants to invite me to a party at Wayne Manor, I promise to be there in my best clothes. "

   "If this is your choice, then I will keep this invitation."

  Master nodded, and said something without sadness or joy.

   Seeing him turn to leave, Mason rolled his eyes and said:

   "Actually, your invitation was given to the wrong person, Bruce. There is a boy beside you who needs it more than me."

   Batman stopped, and he looked back at Mason.

  The young man shrugged and said:

"I know that you, Afu and even Selena are feeling anxious about Damian Wayne's mental state, and I will prepare him as soon as possible something that can soothe his spirit and drain the remaining water from the pool of Lazarus in his body." drug.

   But it takes time.

  After all, that kind of pool water is a very mysterious and evil dark force. As an alchemist, I need various experiments to comprehend its mysteries.

   But for a while, you guys can do a lot more for him than I can. "

   Mason paused, organized his language, and said:

   "Damian will become the current 'little lunatic' not only because he grew up in the place where murderers gather in Nandalbat, but also because he seriously lacks the guidance of correct thinking and action methods.

  No matter how powerful he is, he is only twelve years old, no, eleven years old.

  This is an age that needs idols to lead and is restless. Who else in this world is better than a father to be a role model for adolescent sons?

   You should have a Robin IV, Batman.

   But that shouldn't be me.

  Your son Damian Wayne clearly needs your help more.

  Do it as 'Father' and 'Batman'. "

   Mason's words, especially the one about "Father and Son" hit Batman, and the Bruce Wayne part of him was always attracted to such topics.

   This Mason has personally confirmed on the night he said goodbye to the Penguin Gang.

   It can be seen that the master is hesitating and thinking.

   After ten seconds of silence, he said hoarsely:

   "But he doesn't look like he needs my help. Just this morning when I was eating with him, he picked up the knife and gave me a knife"

   "No, Damian just didn't know he needed help."

   Mason corrected:

   "His lunatic grandfather instilled in him the cruel wisdom of the survival of the fittest, which made him used to hiding his helplessness under a tyrannical and cold-blooded appearance.

   But he's just a kid, Bruce.

  It's the same way I treated my drunken beating-crazy dad with indifference when I was twelve, does my being indifferent to him mean I don't need help from other people?

   When you were a child.

   Just after that night in Crime Alley, don't you need the help of loved ones? It was Alfred and Gordon who helped you through that difficult time.

   Maybe now is the time for you to help your son.

  He is a piece of ice.

  You have to become a fire.

  Bruce, it's not me, you are really too slow and too stubborn in this regard. "

   "Yeah, who made me lose my parents at the age of eight? I've always been at a loss when it comes to family issues."

  Master actually said a cold joke for the first time, and Mason, who was crazily pouring chicken soup for the master's soul, was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Thinking about it, how could he ask for someone who has never enjoyed a normal family since he was a child, and who likes to dress up like a bat and walk around in dark alleys at night, and his biggest hobby is to beat criminals to pieces with his bare hands? How do men understand what "warm family life" is?

  The atmosphere in the ward became awkward.

  Mason laughed twice and said:

   "Anyway, here's what I'm trying to say, Damian needs a right guide, and you need a Robin to help you.

   This is a two-way rush.

   And I think Alfred will also support this kind of 'parent-child activity' that is in line with the status quo of the Wayne family, although it seems strange.

   Also, I'll try to help Barbara when I get out of the hospital.

   You better stay out of the way these days, okay? "

"Um."

  Master nodded.

  He jumped to the window with a whoosh, and when he turned into a bat and flew into the night, the master looked back at Mason and said:

   "Those things you took from the Batcave."

   "I didn't take anything."

  Mason immediately denied:

   "Even if you are the person I admire the most, you can't slander me like this out of thin air. When I rushed to the collection room, a group of ninjas from the League of Assassins were searching there."

   "I just want to tell you, Mason, that Fenrir armor prototype is bound to my DNA."

  Master said quietly:

"You can keep it for a while, but I want it back where it belongs when the Batcave is rebuilt. Smart young men like you can understand why I put them in the storage room instead of the weapons room. "

   After speaking, Batman jumped from the window on the fourth floor.

  He turned into a black shadow and soared in the night sky of Gotham, and in a precise flip, he landed in the hovering Bat fighter while maintaining optical camouflage.

   As for Mason.

  He walked to the window, listened to the torrential rain outside the window and closed the window again.

  The expression of the young man is quite strange at this time.

   "So, the master means that the Fenrir armor he specially prepared for other members of the Justice League must be returned, but can he treat other stolen things as never happened?

  He's implying

   No, he's encouraging me to study Wonder Woman's suit and Super's blood?

  So as an alchemist, my ability has also been incorporated into Batman's "anti-Superman tactics" and "anti-Wonder Woman tactics"?

   As expected of you, sir. "

  Mason quickly figured out the reason for this incident, and immediately felt powerless to complain about Batman's bottomless scheming.

  Although he did not join the Bat Family, but judging from this posture, the master seems to have regarded himself as a "non-staff member" like Selina.

  He shrugged and went back to the hospital bed, only to find in astonishment that a black and gold bat badge was placed on his bedside. He didn't even notice when the master put this thing there?

  Mason picked it up and put it in his hand to check.

   Honor Robin's Pin

  Quality: excellent engineering creation · outstanding craftsmanship

  Item effect:

  Contains the access code of the Batcave security defense system. The holder can enter the Batcave and obtain part of the authority of the Batnet. It can be used as the start key of the Batmobile and unlock all the functions of the Batmobile when the authority is delegated.

  Note: This item contains ultra-precise positioning and information gathering devices.

   Producer: Bruce Wayne

  Item description: Congratulations on unlocking the hidden profession "Robin". You can change jobs at any time with this object.

   "This **** gift contains bugs and positioning devices!"

  Mason looked at this thing and wanted to throw it into the toilet and flush it away, and the little favor he had just raised for the master disappeared in an instant.

  He could only look up to the sky holding this emblem and sigh, it is really too difficult to be Batman's friend.

   But the troubled night wasn't over yet.

   Mason was lying on the hospital bed full of complaints and was about to take a rest. He had been drinking vitality potions to keep himself energetic and to improve various production skills. He hadn't slept for a long time.

   I plan to indulge a bit tonight and experience the feeling of dreaming.

   But when he counted bats and sheep to 107, he felt a little drowsy when the window was opened again. Mason was so angry that he grabbed the fruit knife and threw it away with a whoosh.

  The Lv4 archery blessing made the throwing knife fast and fast. It flew towards the eyes of the guy who jumped into Mason's ward, and was slapped in front of him by the latter's hands.

  The trembling blade was less than two centimeters away from the latter's eyes.

   "It's not necessary, is it?"

  Dick Grayson, who had changed back to the Nightwing uniform and wore a domino blindfold, sighed, put down the fruit knife in his hand, and said to Mason who glared at him:

   "I just wanted to say goodbye to you, Mason, I have no other intentions."

   "Okay, the farewell is over, you can get out."

  Mason pointed to the door of the ward very bluntly and said:

   "Please go through the door this time!"

"Well"

  The **** is very upturned, and the young master with a great figure is embarrassed.

  He put the fruit knife back on the bedside table, glanced at Mason, and whispered:

   "Actually, it's not just to say goodbye. Don't be angry, listen to me, I'm going back to Bludhaven. What happened in Gotham touched me a lot, and I need some time to convince myself to accept this drastic change.

   Jason isn't dead, he's trying to kill us.

  Barbara did something wrong and is now shutting herself in her room and seeing no one.

  Bruce has another biological son, and that little **** has a lot of opinions on me. I went to chat with him at noon today, but he stabbed him three times with a hidden samurai sword. "

  The young and old, who have always been gentle and cheerful, will not be happy at this meeting.

  He sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, saying:

   "It's like everything turned upside down overnight, maybe I should go away for a few days, but before I do, I want to ask you one thing.

  I know you can do it. "

"Shut up!"

  The expressionless Mason was really in no mood to enlighten the elder and younger.

  He picked up Mr. Potter's magic notebook and wrote down a lot of materials, tore it off and threw it to the young and old, then closed his eyes and lay on the bed.

explain:

   "Go to the 'Seven Hells' tavern near Miller Harbor, buy all these things and send them to my little shop, and then go back to your Brudhaven.

   At some point in the future, you may be able to meet a healthy girlfriend who can accompany you, hug and hold you high.

  Now you can go, Grayson.

   Please forgive my rudeness, but I really want to sleep right now, there are three hours before dawn, please allow me to have a sweet dream, okay? "

  Mason didn't say what the materials were for, but Grayson's eyes lit up.

  He put the piece of paper in his pocket as if he had found a treasure, and said goodnight to Mason softly, then opened the door and walked out.

   Mason, who was lying on the bed, yawned.

  He can finally sleep

   "beep beep"

  The **** flip phone rang, and the young man grabbed it angrily and took a look, then connected to the communication and shouted over there:

"Your son will learn from Batman, I've done what I promised you, I gave up my Robin spot to Damian! Hell, but if you keep disturbing me at this evil hour, I'll Guaranteed he won't live until his next birthday! Don't think the water in Lazarus' Pool is omnipotent!"

   The other side was silent for a few seconds, and then a very magnetic female voice sounded.

  Damian's biological mother, Ms. Thalia, the master and temporary leader of the League of Assassins, is standing by the pier of Miller Harbor in Gotham City.

  In the night of heavy rain, under the protection of an umbrella to block the rain, she stepped on high heels and walked slowly onto a yacht.

  Among the respectful salutations of the warriors in black, she walked into the cabin and said to the phone:

   "Well, I want to thank you, Mason Cooper."

   "As a personal thank you to the League of Assassins and myself, I want to tell you one more news. Mr. Sandstorm is not dead, he is still hiding in Gotham City.

  I guess he'll be looking for you, Lord Mason, member of the Stellaris. "

   There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and then Mason's voice rang out.

  He said helplessly:

   "Tell me, what do you want? A woman as cunning as a fox."

   “My son and the future of my organization.”

  Thalia said without hesitation:

   "But we can talk about this matter later, wait for our next meeting, Your Excellency Mason, please take care of Damian for me during this period."

  (end of this chapter)