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He is destroying himself.

In the end, he also chose to sacrifice himself for Gotham.

In his view, the responsibility lies with him.

It's my fault for not being able to properly comfort the young master...

No one was more heartbroken than him after Bruce Wayne's death.

They gritted their teeth and continued reading; the story had come to an end.

Gotham erected a statue for Batman.

The people of Gotham don't know who Batman is, but they know that the person who saved them is Batman.

Blake refused Gordon's offer to stay and followed the directions Bruce Wayne had given him, arriving at the Batcave.

The stone platform slowly rises from the pool.

Bruce Wayne is dead, but Batman, as a spirit and a bond, has been passed down to the next generation.

The story has come to an end; Batman has come to a close.

Quiet.

Quiet.

The entire Cat Tail Tavern was silent; even the cats lying on the cat paw sofas seemed to be in a daze.

Sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the tavern, it stopped moving.

Then a tearful voice asked for wine, and then, like firecrackers, the voices of people asking for wine went off one after another.

"Give me a glass of dandelion wine, the strong kind."

"I'll have three bottles of apple wine!"

"I want to drink Luo Luo plum wine. Damn it, I knew there would be no twist in the ending."

"To be honest, at first I felt that there was a big difference between The Dark Knight Rises and The Dark Knight, but now I think it's not that much worse. The theme of The Dark Knight Rises is, firstly, the fall of a hero, the most glorious sacrifice, is the destiny of a hero, which is Fang Qiu's lyrics. Then there is the inheritance of heroes. Batman is a spirit, a spirit of not fearing evil and looking towards the light. The third is the interpretation of fear and courage, which is the main storyline of Batman. Reclaiming fear, but even if you are afraid in your heart, you must muster up the courage to fly into the sea with that bomb. That is what a hero is."

"A hero is not someone who is not afraid of death, but someone who, even if he is terrified of death, will give everything for what he believes in and wants to protect, until his life is completely consumed."

"Bruce really gave everything... The sacrifice of a hero is so moving that it makes you want to cry."

"Yes, just like the previous 'Misplaced Time and Space,' which uses an individual's story to demonstrate the greatness of the entire collective, while 'Batman' uses an individual to lead the collective, allowing everyone to be inspired by his spirit and thus become like him."

"The Misplaced Time and Space? I've seen that show too. Thinking back to Mondstadt, there were many knights who died protecting Mondstadt and fighting against monsters."

"Damn it, just thinking about this makes me want to cry even more. Drink, boss, bring me the strongest kind."

"Calm down, I heard from a friend that there's a guy in Liyue who got drunk after reading Miss Fang Qiu's book. On his way home, he fell into the bushes, had his pants pulled down, and someone even put the bottle neck in his pants from behind..."

"hiss……"

Everyone wiped away tears as they ordered drinks, though a few rather odd voices were heard along the way…

For a moment, the bartender was in a flurry of activity.

Seeing this, the proprietress, Margaret, came to Fang Qiu's table.

"Little Diona, business seems to be booming. The bar is a bit overwhelmed. Could you please help out?"

Margaret looked at Diona with a gentle expression and said.

However, as they spoke, Fang Qiu noticed that the corners of Margaret's mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Fang Qiu recognized that expression.

Jiang Qinji, the proprietress of the tavern downstairs from Wanwenjishe, often wore this smile, as if she were seeing a large pile of Mora.

"Hmm...okay..."

Diona wiped away her unstoppable tears and looked at Fang Qiu with a face full of grief and indignation.

That despicable Fang Qiu, the Great Demon King.

woo woo woo...

Bruce Wayne actually died like that.

It's all Fang Qiu's fault!

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and made up her mind to create the worst-tasting drink... no, the worst beverage, and then take revenge on Fang Qiu, the great demon king, so that she would never dare to write such a book again.

Waaaaah, why would such a gentle older sister write this kind of book?!

Diona was heartbroken. She hung her head and walked towards the bar.

"Miss Fang Qiu, Miss Youla, enjoy your drinks. Your bill is on the house today."

Margaret winked at Fang Qiu, then glanced at Yura and said with a smile.

She was very welcoming to Fang Qiu.

Not to mention the business Fang Qiu's books brought her in the past, just today, when they came to Cat's Tail Tavern for drinks together, the tavern's business improved by several notches.

Therefore, waiving the bill is a small matter.

After Margaret left, Fang Qiu turned his gaze to Yura and saw that Yura's eyes were also red and she was trying her best to stop herself from crying.

Fang Qiu wanted to laugh, but dared not; she tried to hold back her laughter, but couldn't.

She couldn't help but think back to her past life. Who was the writer of "Honkai Impact 3" again? During an interview, the reporter mentioned that many players couldn't help but shed tears when they saw the story of "Honkai Impact 3". Then the person being interviewed couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Is this what pleasure feels like?

It seems really good.

Chapter 585 The Allure of This Strike

Cough cough, is it okay to laugh out loud in front of Yura and so many people?

Fang Qiu asked himself these questions.

That's not good.

then.

She quickly picked up the drink beside her, trying to hide her barely suppressed smile.

However, the drinks were already finished.

For a moment, it was a little awkward.

Fang Qiu glanced at Youla secretly, only to find that Youla had put down her book at some point and was looking at her with a faint smile.

Their eyes met.

silence.

"Yura... little... are you hungry? How about we go to the Deer Hunter for dinner? It's on me."

Fang Qiu asked tentatively.

She originally wanted to call her Miss Yura, but halfway through the sentence, she suddenly remembered that Yura had told her not to call her that so formally, so she changed her address.

"

"Want me to have dinner? Sure."

Yura nodded and said with a smile.

"Let's go then."

Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled gently, stood up, and said...

Yura was much gentler than she had imagined. Even after seeing Touken's work, she only cried silently and didn't seem to blame her at all.

And there wasn't even a hint of resentment in his eyes.

very nice.

After Fang Qiu paid the bill at the counter, he left with Youla.

Before leaving, he specifically praised Diona's drink as being particularly delicious, which made Diona stomp her foot in anger.

I'm so angry!

Moreover, why is Yura all smiles and doesn't blame Fang Qiu, the Great Demon King, for what happened to her?

The ending of Batman was so heartbreaking.

Is it...

Yura betrayed us?

Has she already sided with Fang Qiu, the Great Demon King?

That despicable Demon King Fang Qiu...

I must find a way to make the worst-tasting drink for Fang Qiu, the Great Demon King.

If Yura betrays me, I'll make her the worst-tasting drink, and I can also help her quit drinking.

Kill two birds with one stone!

Diona made up her mind and decided to start mixing drinks right now, starting with the guy sitting at the bar with red eyes waiting for his drink!

So she began to prepare it, and soon a glass of cloudy liquor was ready.

She confidently handed the wine to the guest, who promptly downed it in three gulps.

Then, his eyes lit up.

"It's so delicious! Little Diona's cocktails are the best. They're so good I could cry! One more! No, ten more!"

The guest wiped away his tears and said...

Seeing the guest's reaction, Diona felt like she was about to explode.

Damn it!

Why is this happening?!

……

Fang Qiu followed Yura, heading towards the deer hunters.