American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

After he finished speaking, Donton waved in Alfred's direction.

Alfred came over and stood beside Donton waiting for instructions, while Donton shook his fingers and read to him.

"Afu, arrange rooms for Xia Mi and Eri. Do we have enough rooms?"

"Of course, sir. However, based on the rate at which you have been bringing guests back to the manor, the remaining eighty-odd empty rooms in the manor can only last for two to three months, or perhaps even less."

Alfred responded, then made a very elegant face at Donton.

Donton thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out how there could be such a thing as an elegant grimace in the world.

But the grimace on Alfred looked very elegant.

It's quite rare.

In response to Alfred's teasing, Donton curled his lips, patted his arm and laughed.

"Don't worry, Ah Fu. There won't be enough accommodation in such a big manor. At worst, we can just hire some security personnel."

“Well, sir, long before Master Bruce designed the manor’s automatic defense system, the manor’s security staff had been reduced to the lowest level.

There are only eighteen security guards left in the manor now, who take turns to guard the manor gate and provide reception.

I admit that everyone in the manor is very strong. With the nano armor, even I have the confidence to defeat at least three companies of soldiers.

But we can’t be asked to look after the gate and receive visitors…”

Having said that, Alfred's eyes turned and fell on the gate in the distance.

Without waiting for Downton to say anything else, Alfred continued to speak to him.

“As for the service staff, please forgive me for being frank, sir, we cannot reduce the number of maids in the manor, let alone fire the service staff including the militia and breeding staff.

Therefore, with the current size of the manor, we can only welcome no more than two hundred residents, and this is the extreme plan before we transfer our service staff to a hotel near the manor.

but……"

Alfred looked at Xia Ya and Eri who were both lowering their heads in the distance.

After a glance, Alfred took a deep breath, then bent down slightly and leaned close to Donton's shoulder and whispered.

"But they are really good girls, aren't they? That girl named Eri actually made me feel the peace and tranquility of the world again, and reminded me of the vigor and sunshine of my youth.

If the people you plan to bring back in the future are at least good kids like them.

Of course, I will expand the underground area of ​​the manor for you, sir, and set aside a considerable portion of the scientific research area to create an underground living area that belongs exclusively to the manor.

Or rather, I have actually done so. I even drew a sketch with Fox and made an appointment with the Wayne Group's research department for a complete underground ecological circulation system.

The complete design and installation of this system will probably take at least half a year. After half a year, no one will mind how many people you bring back.

Of course, the Madam and your other women are excluded, they still have the right to mind, right~"

Alfred chuckled mischievously, while Donton laughed helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I get it, there are indeed too many people here.

Let me think about it. Well, I should try to keep the remaining rooms in the manor for the scientific researchers I may recruit in the future.

Apart from Tony Stark, there are too many scientists worth recruiting. Let's save some space for wisdom which is far more important than appearance.

Including Xia Mi and Eri, after I have dealt with their worlds, it would be better to let them live in their own worlds, after all, their worlds should belong to them. "

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Alfred showed a perfectly puzzled expression and asked.

"Is their world so troublesome that even you can't... handle it?"

"Uh……"

Donton was slightly stunned, then responded with a wicked smile.

"Stop it, Alfu. You should know how capable I am. After all, I'm the ruthless guy who made Bruce lose face!"

"Indeed, Master Downton, I have read the DC comics that Clark brought back for me.

I have to admit that Bruce in the comics can indeed be called... invincible in a different way."

"Ha, you've read the comics, oh my god!"

Hearing Alfred's words, Donton grinned in surprise and laughed.

"This is fucking hilarious, man, you read Batman comics.

So, Afu, after reading the comics, you don’t have any opinion about me?
After all, Bruce in the comics is not as helpless as he is in front of me. I made him suffer too much, haha~"

Amidst loud laughter, Donton casually scooped up two glasses of martini in his hand.

He kept one glass and handed the other to Alfred.

Alfred took the cup with a smile, shook it to greet Downton, and then took a sip.

When he put down his wine glass, he sighed with emotion and then spoke to Donton.

“Only young people who yearn for and admire heroes will like Bruce in the comics. After all, in the comics, he is particularly good at defeating the strong with the weak, and he always practices his own heroic ideas.

But... as the person who has been with Bruce the longest, although I have seen Batman's glory, what I have seen more is his pain and helplessness.

Especially when I found out that Bruce had not had a real wedding until he was old, let alone fell asleep in the arms of his beloved.

Or when I discovered that although Bruce occasionally had one or two children, the gap between him and his children was always wider than the Thames..."

Having said that, Alfred stopped talking, then closed his eyes, raised his head, and sighed slowly.

"Hey……"

He just continued speaking with emotion.

"I said this, Master, can you understand how I feel now?
Bruce in the comics has the perfect heroic career, which is to defeat every super villain that appears before him.

But I prefer the Bruce who has been defeated by you now. After all, only Bruce who has to accept failure can live happily with Mrs. Rachel like he does now.

Although Bruce still hangs around her lab, he prefers to devote his time to his research and heroic work.

So much so that Mrs. Rachel had quite a few complaints about it.

But no matter what, he would not have to sleep alone when he was injured.

Not to mention that when he feels tired, he won't be unable to find the arms that are always waiting for him."

Having said that, Alfred looked around.

Noticing Alfred's actions, Donton narrowed his eyes, then raised his hand and grabbed it.

Two sofas suddenly appeared in his hands.

"Ziyun, take those two girls to find a room, so I can have a good chat with Lao Afu.

This old guy is a talented guy, he speaks very nicely, haha, go and take them to find a room."

Donton waved his hand, indicating that Gu Ziyun should take over Afu's job.

Gu Ziyun smiled and nodded, then walked silently to Xia Mi and Eri.

"follow me."

She usually doesn't talk much in front of others, but Xia Mi and Eri don't care about her indifference. After the three people slowly left, Donton, who sat on the sofa, patted another sofa and smiled.

"Come, sit down and continue chatting about that set of words of yours that made me unable to help but curl my lips.

Bruce is like your own child to you.

Alfred, we are alone now, do you dare to tell the truth?

You and Martha back then...really didn't..."

"Master, please don't joke like this!"

Alfred had just sat down when he stood up and growled at Donton in dissatisfaction.

Seeing Alfred's intense reaction, Donton patted his mouth and said with a smile.

“Okay, my bad, but I won’t admit it, haha.

It's just a joke. I won't make jokes about dead people anymore, okay?"

"Uh……"

Looking at Donton's lazy look, Old Ah Fu smiled bitterly, then sat on the sofa and drank a sip of wine.

Then, he exhaled the alcohol and continued with a longing look on his face.

"What I just said was not meant to flatter you.

I am really satisfied with Bruce's changes today.

If this continues, maybe this year, maybe next year, Mrs. Rachel will give birth to a descendant of the Wayne family.

Judging from Mrs. Rachel's personality, her and Bruce's child will at least be much better at aggression than Damien in the comics."

"What?"

Hearing this, Downton looked at Alfred in confusion.

Such words are not something Alfred would say. After all, an old gentleman like Alfred is not the kind of person who would be dissatisfied with a child.

At the same time, Alfred seemed to feel that he had said something wrong, so he waved his hand and explained with a smile.

"My question is that my words were somewhat ambiguous. I shouldn't compare children. After all, there are only unqualified parents in the world, not unqualified children.

Even those diagnosed as carriers of super-male genes can be kept away from the path of crime for life through stricter education.

Therefore, the children are not wrong. Behind every teenager who makes mistakes is the result of the wrong educational plan of their elders.

I just... well, to me, Lady Rachel looks a lot better than the female leader of the Assassin Order."

Having said that, Alfred turned his head and glanced into the distance.

When he confirmed that Diana had left, Selena ran to the panda area humming a song, helped clean up the pandas' feces and urine, and gave the pandas a bath.

Alfred turned back carefully and continued softly to Downton.

"Ahem, of course, in my opinion, she is more like Ms. Selina and Ms. Diana and a series of others... Damn it, this damn DC editorial department, will they die if they don't have sex?

I read more than seventy comic books, and in each of them the person lying on the same bed was different.

If everything really develops as it does in the comics, maybe I will still stay behind Bruce and contribute to the cause he pursues all his life.

But if I were like that, I would probably not be able to close my eyes peacefully even on the day I die."

"Wow, that's a bit too serious, old sport."

Donton made an exaggerated comment, and Alfred responded by shaking his head as he turned around.

"It's not an exaggeration, because even if I don't mind playing the hero game with Bruce, deep down in my heart I still just want the normal Bruce who doesn't wear a mask to come back to me.

Just like that good boy Clark was, if all he had to do was lose all his powers to have his father back.

Then our Ghost Party will definitely lose the Strongest Voice who has a body of steel, and at the same time gain an ordinary nano armor driver.

If the only choice in life is to be a superhuman full of regrets or to be an ordinary person full of happiness.

I think when people hear this question, they always imagine themselves being happy all their lives, right? "

After saying that, Alfred took the glass with about one third of the wine left and clinked glasses with Donton.

After the two of them toasted, Alfred rarely put on a lazy posture and sank into the back of the soft and close-fitting sofa.

Enjoying the rare rest time during the day, Alfred glanced at the sun in the sky and smiled unconsciously.

As for Downton, he said as he refilled his and Alfred's glasses of wine and pointed to the Burnley district of Gotham where Bruce was busy.

"Of course Clark would choose to be a happy ordinary person, but Bruce, don't you understand him?
Whenever he faces a difficult choice, he will be the first to give up his own happiness!"

"Yes, Master, that's true, so I'm glad that you've made it so Bruce no longer has to face "difficult" challenges."

"Please stop joking, Alfu. I seem to be Bruce's most difficult challenge now, right?"

“Indeed, so I must report to you.

Master Bruce has been studying mysticism recently, and he has focused his research on the impact of faith on gods.

Based on this core, Master Bruce has made a new plan for you.

He intends to create a world for you in another world that fully believes in you.

Then, try to see if it is possible to create an indestructible connection between you and the other world with the huge amount of faith carried by the people of an entire world.

Master Bruce may think that after such a close connection, you can also become a...earthbound spirit who cannot leave the DC world like God?"

"Haha, damn, what a great earthbound ghost, I knew Bruce would never give up.

This old fellow still wants to send me away from my world!"

Donton laughed and poured the entire glass of wine into his stomach, then threw the glass into the air.

As the cup disappeared, all that was heard was Donton continuing to speak.

"But Bruce is truly worthy of his name, he always comes up with really great ideas!

Religious mode, that's fucking great, great idea, great idea!"

"No no no, that's not a good idea."

Seeing that Downton was praising Bruce contrary to his usual behavior, Alfred quickly waved his hand and said.

"If it were in the past month, I might have thought of letting you leave this world.

But now, sir, I don't want you to disappear from this world.

Without the Court of Owls, Gotham would be too easily threatened by capital from other states.

If they lose countless seats in parliament and the Gotham chaebols no longer have to mediate between the world's top trusts.

Maybe as soon as you leave, mushrooms will rise slowly from the sky above the city of Gotham.

The reason why Gotham has changed from a city with the highest crime rate to a city with relatively low crime rate.

The reason why the American government has repeatedly tolerated various actions of our Gotham.

All of that stems from your intimidation of the whole world!" (End of this chapter)