The daily life of the popular element male protagonist

Fighting... No, duels are always best done by coincidence and should not be postponed.

After all, if the person who agreed to the duel woke up the next morning and slapped his head and felt that agreeing to the duel was a very naive thing, or because he was tired and didn't want to go to the appointment, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

Ivan immediately raised his staff anxiously.

"Hey hey!" Konstantin was speechless, and the cigarette near the man's mouth was folded, "There's no need to just stay here." Although he was much more relaxed after drinking some kind of magical potion, but before The headache caused by the counterattack after touching the other party's soul is still there.

Seeing that the child's posture was about to fight on the spot, his head hurt even more.

Ivan thought about it and thought it was true. This room full of instruments should be quite expensive. He hasn't started helping the Wayne family make money yet. If he loses another laboratory, it won't be so expensive if he has money.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of anything in the Batcave, especially the training room.

Constantine didn't have time to refute anything, so he followed a group of people to a large room that looked very spacious, and Bruce was leading the way.

Bruce adjusted the facilities in the training room with the remote control, explaining as he moved, "This room is spacious enough and has basic protection. As long as your movements are not too loud, there shouldn't be any problem."

Constantine pointed at Ivan with a finger, "Don't you persuade me?" It doesn't look like Batman to just accept it.

Bruce shrugged, "He's measured."

Ivan was also a little worried, "What will happen if there is too much movement?"

Jason scratched the hair that was messed up when he and Damian had a family fight just now, and the corner of the young man's mouth curled into a smug smile, "This place will collapse."

Tim nodded in agreement, "If it's all it takes."

Ivan can't deny it, he was able to smash the entire Wayne Island with all his strength, so it is reasonable to say that it might collapse, and there is no need to try his best, after all, he just wants to know that his many attacks are against the original island. What is the level of magic in the world.

It's just an idea, not really necessary.

Constantine scratched his hair again irritably, the short, bristly strands of hair brushed past his fingertips, and he finally put on a defensive stance.

In any case, he is still in the Batcave now, and he can't really use attack methods on Bruce's children.

Ivan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. He probably saw what Constantine meant, but it didn't make any difference to him, and he always had a way to get this Uncle John to take action.

The staff was gently lifted above the head, and the obscure and unheard language overflowed from between the lips of the frail black-haired boy. Constantine could clearly see that the aura around the black-haired boy was moving towards the center like a nebula. The points gathered together, and Ivan, who was standing in the center, pointed his staff in his direction.

"Great Fantasy God, please lend me your power to purify!"

A beam of dazzling white light shot out from the red gem at the top of the staff, and there was a certain unique aura mixed with the coldness.

Ivan doesn't believe in the God of Light, but I have to say that under certain circumstances, the magic of the light system is really easy to use, and it has a natural suppression of the magic of the dark system. Similarly, the reverse is also the same. The other magic in that world is different. The magicians of these two factions are independent of ordinary magicians, and they live like poisonous magicians. In order to avoid some unnecessary misunderstandings, Ivan actually rarely uses them.

But it doesn't mean he can't, it's just that it's more difficult to use than a serious magician who has been baptized by the Church of Light and the Temple of Darkness.

Constantine could feel the huge oncoming power that made him uncomfortable but faintly desired. He put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and quickly uttered a series of spells, a golden pattern engraved on it. A hollowed-out magic disk appeared from his fingertips, then quickly grew in size, standing up like a guard in front of him.

The white light confronts the disk-shaped magic circle, and the two sides seem to be competing against each other. There is a stalemate for a while, and the golden light continues to overflow into golden smoke rising from the contact surface. If it is not for this occasion If so, it's actually quite beautiful.

Damian's fingers moved, and the child's green eyes rolled and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ivan narrowed his eyes, and tapped his staff on the floor again. After thinking about it, he turned his palm and took out a bottle of potion from the warehouse.

He put the transparent crystal bottle to his mouth, bit the beautiful angular lid on the top of the crystal bottle with his teeth, and tilted his head slightly.

Ivan spat the lid on the ground, and then drank the potion in the crystal bottle. Now he does not have the distorted posture after drinking the potion as before, and there is even a faint smile on his face .

Constantine's heart skipped a beat, and he had an intuition that something was wrong, and then he saw the staff in the hands of the black-haired boy on the opposite side knocking on the ground continuously, accompanied by the sound of knocking on his heart. Together, there are power attacks of different colors coming from the top of the staff towards his face.

Constantine: "..." What is this little brat doing? !

Standing outside the court, Bruce frowned deeply. Jason glanced at his old father, raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze back to the training ground. He clenched his teeth deeply. He knew that Ivan would drink that potion. prolong the recovery period of the body.

Under the intensive offensive, it was obvious at a glance that the magic circle for protection was pierced through several holes in an instant, and no matter how frantically Constantine's magic power rushed there, it couldn't fill it.

Before the man could continue to react, the black-haired boy who was standing in the distance had already adjusted his posture. His body leaned forward slightly, but his legs started to run quickly, and he was in front of the golden magic circle in a blink of an eye. , raised the staff neatly, and waved it casually, and the magic circle that was already a hole instantly shattered into powder.

And the wand also went down along with his strength, smashing a hole in the floor directly, and a muffled cracking sound was heard clearly by everyone.

Constantine also gritted his teeth, "Are you trying to kill me?" He rolled to the side while talking, panting heavily, and dropped the cigarette butt from his mouth.

Ivan paused, he didn't continue to attack, he just stood there and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, I just want to test the endurance of this."

Konstantin didn't care whether he was in the Batcave or under his father's nose. He lowered his head and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked out one and put it near his mouth, and touched it again. I took out the lighter and ignited it, and the movements were smooth and smooth, even with one hand, I was very skilled.

The sparks on the cigarette butt flickered with his movements. Constantine exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and then sat on the ground where he was, as if he was too lazy to move.

Such a shameless appearance made Ivan feel a little helpless.

"Your attack is effective against demons." After a long while, the man said this. Let alone a demon, it is probably an angel. It can be called a fierce battle, because he can feel that the child's power is very special, so There is no need to fight anymore, he is very smart, and naturally he quickly realized the reason why Ivan wanted to fight with him.

Ivan puffed his cheeks, and nodded to Constantine, but he still had another thought, "Can we continue playing?" He felt that Constantine must have other cards, and he wanted to learn more.

Konstantin raised his head and watched his friend's child blink his beautiful blue eyes at him again. The man moaned helplessly, covered half of his face with one hand, and didn't answer.

Bruce walked into the arena. He was always calm. He first looked at Constantine who was sitting on the ground with a very clear posture, and then at Ivan who was still waiting while holding the staff. "Ian?"

Ivan had to give up, but...

"I accidentally saw it before. There is something wrong with your soul. Do you want to cure it?" The black-haired boy suggested, "You are my father's friend, I can give you a [-]% discount~"

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Constantine went back to the previous laboratory after resting for a while, and sealed the other three jars. After that, he didn't even go to the Wayne House, and went back to the garage directly under Alfred's guidance. I picked a car and drove away, but it was crooked.

The man said nothing about staying overnight at Wayne's house, except that he would visit again tomorrow or later when he had time.

Watching the expensive car slowly disappear from the surveillance on the big screen in the Batcave, Ivan also remembered one thing and felt a little concerned.

"He was drinking before, right? Is it really okay to drive out like this?"

Dick scratched his hair, "Probably."

Bruce was mostly helpless, he probably couldn't see the car, "John's condition is serious?"

"A little bit." Ivan rubbed his chin, "I don't know where it got it from, but it's too mottled. To cure it, you need not only drink medicine, but taking medicine can relieve a lot." If he purifies directly, he will Worrying about cutting off a part of a person's soul.

Ivan didn't mean to force others to treat his illness. Although he didn't understand Constantine's somewhat resistant gesture, he expressed respect.

Alfred did suggest whether to eat supper, after all, who eats seriously at the banquet, this group of people who are active every day also eat a lot, and they are hungry quickly, especially if they have The time for a huge amount of activity is fast approaching.

So when no one objected, a group of people went straight to their respective rooms after coming out of the bat cave, took a shower and changed clothes, then went downstairs to have a midnight snack, and then went out for night patrol.

Ivan and Jason's rooms are next to each other, so they walked together. When they walked up the stairs, the candle holders in the living room downstairs that hadn't stopped still were singing 'happy birthday to you.' at the top of their voices, Ivan Fan's pace quickened a lot, but when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, someone stopped him.

It was Jason. He was still wearing a neat suit, and the hand holding Ivan's arm had a faint blue color.

For some reason, seeing Jason's serious eyes, Ivan felt guilty for no reason.

"Jason." Ivan said dryly, and his gaze was a little erratic.

Jason frowned, "Why did you drink the potion just now?"

Ivan paused, "I just want to test it."

"Actually, it's not necessary." Jason didn't back down at all, "Now Bruce and the others don't know that you drink recovery potions and the like will prolong the recovery period, and you keep saying that you need to recover quickly. The reason for doing this is always with me Let's talk about it."

The black-haired boy pondered for a moment. He really couldn't deal with Jason on this issue, but he really wanted to test the strength of the opponent's magic and some in-depth systems.

"It's too slow to chant the spell sentence by sentence." Ivan still directly expressed his little thoughts, "How should I put it, I feel that Mr. Constantine is actually a little reluctant, and I just want to make a quick decision. Don't waste each other's time." He paused and his eyes drifted away again for a moment, "What's more, the time for your night patrol is coming soon."

The vigilantes of Wayne's family never miss their night patrols. No matter how short the time is, they have to go out for a walk. This is a norm and a deterrent.

This city really can't do without them! (violence)

If it was because of him that they were dawdling, and Bruce and the others only set off at one or two o'clock in the morning in the middle of the night, wouldn't they be back at five or six o'clock?Ivan himself was up by then.

Jason let go of his hand helplessly. He looked down at his brother's curled fingers, and grabbed a handful of hair irritably, but his tone was not as serious as before. "In short, you know your situation yourself. Next time you will definitely It can’t be like this anymore, there are just over three months left.”

Ivan nodded obediently, and felt something was wrong after he finished, but after Jason finished speaking, he turned and went back to his own room.

Looking at the closed door, Ivan subconsciously tilted his head.

Where does this awkwardness come from?

I had no idea for a while, so Ivan could only go back to his room to take a shower and put on comfortable home clothes. Today's night patrol is still not for him, but his magic power was exhausted just now, and he didn't feel lonely, so he still sleeps tonight suits him.

When I went to the downstairs restaurant, the table was already full of food.

Alfred obviously made preparations in advance. The old butler who knows the banquet process and the situation of the family members very well can prepare the roast chicken in just ten minutes while the children at home go to take a bath and change clothes. Pasta and freshly baked cookies are proof of that.

Ivan sat down on the seat. There is no rule in the Wayne family that the person who must move the knife and fork first can start eating, so it's okay for someone to eat first when they are hungry.

"Todd, can't you take off your gloves when you're eating?" The green-eyed child stared.

Jason was unmoved, he ate a hamburger, maybe the fact that he took Ivan to eat a hamburger before finally touched the old butler who has always pursued the theory of balanced nutrition, or Alfred felt that the hamburger he made was not enough. It's not junk food. Anyway, Jason said that he thinks Alfred's burgers are delicious and he likes them very much.

And to eat a hamburger, naturally you have to hold it with your hands.

Seeing that Jason didn't answer him, and didn't take off his gloves, Damian angrily inserted the noodles on the plate.

Bruce also appeared at this time covered in moisture. He first looked at his own children, and then set his sights on Tim. He seemed hesitant to speak.

Damian quickly shifted his target, holding the fork in his hand, "Drake, you need to deal with that barking thing of yours." Even sitting in the dining room, the sound of empty music in the living room next door still Can get in from under the door.

Tim calmly inserted the fork between the noodles, and turned his fingers a few times flexibly. Then the noodles obediently wound up between the teeth of the fork, and instantly wrapped into a noodle ball.

"Hmm." The young man moved unhurriedly, "I don't think it needs to be dealt with, and it's not a ghost." The young man corrected, "It's the birthday candle attached to the cake Ivan gave me, besides... "

Damian narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, Tim was born with a chuckle, and the laughter was like a signal, "I don't think there is anything, as a Robin, I can't accept the small noise interference test?"

Damian's green pupils instantly ignited the wild ambition of not admitting defeat.

Ivan snapped the fork in his hand.

Jason grabbed the hamburger and swallowed. He glanced at Ivan, and then smiled maliciously, "That's right, what Tim just said was noise."

Tim raised his head silently, and looked at Ivan for two seconds.

Ivan: "..." What are you doing!He didn't deny it either!

Bruce silently began to solve the spaghetti in front of him, while Dick was biting the tip of the fork, looking at this and that with his eyes restlessly, seeing that the scene didn't seem to be messed up, and neither was the big blue bird. Know whether to be pleased or disappointed.

In short, he kept his eyes open for a while, and then his mind was captured again by the delicious food on the plate.

"That's right." Just now that everyone is here, Ivan still feels that it will be easier to talk about things at the dinner table, "Father."

Bruce raised his head, the corner of the man's mouth was still stained with ketchup, but he was used to seeing strong winds and waves and didn't feel embarrassed by it, but slowly picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"Can you set aside a period of time every week?" The black-haired boy didn't have any intention of hiding himself.

Bruce nodded. Of course, he would not refuse the time spent with his children. This kind of time is actually a rare time for him to relax. "Yes, do you have any plans?"

Ivan nodded, and he picked up a broccoli, "I just suddenly realized that there are a lot of things, and many things will change. I feel quite messy, so I want to tidy it up every once in a while, and I feel like It would be better if you discuss it, Father."

Bruce pursed his lips when he heard the words, but he also knew that this was indeed a good way to deal with it.

"For example, the problem of farm reconstruction." The vegetables in the field are almost trampled, "Potions can also be planted together this time, and Arkham's re-planning, can the defense system of Wayne Island be introduced?" Some magical defense methods." After all, there are demons and everything, so there must be a wave of defense.

Having said that, the brow of the black-haired boy frowned again, he simply put down the fork, and continued to count the things to do recently, "Also, I just confirmed the first medicine to be launched at night, which is hair growth. So I will continue to see whether to use potions as an introduction or completely replace them with local herbs. I also want to take the driver's license test. In addition to cars, there are also motorcycles. I only engraved Dick's kari One-third of the..."

Dick slipped his hand and almost dropped the fork. He looked at his youngest brother, then at Bruce, then at Tim, and unspeakable emotions spread in his chest.

It looks like there is no idler in this house.

Bruce just nodded. He was also considering these issues, but some of them were put into the plan after Ivan told him now. For example, the first potion was a special medicine for hair growth or something.

As a native of the M country, he naturally knows that many rich and famous people around him have hair volume problems, and some scientific researchers in the Wayne Group, many people have baldness problems in middle age, and some even Did not survive to middle age, the Mediterranean quietly appeared.

Naturally, there are hair growth products on the market, but some drugs that have the effect of hair growth or stimulating hair follicle regeneration are not actually treating hair loss problems, but the side effects of drugs. There are actually certain risks in the use of such products.

Now Ivan said that the first drug launched is related to hair growth. If it passes the test, it will definitely be a market that can cover the world.

Even Bruce Wayne, who can throw black cards casually, knows that this is something that must be taken seriously.

"Tomorrow, and every Friday after three o'clock in the afternoon." Bruce ordered the table, "Is it okay after three o'clock in the afternoon?" He asked Ivan.

It looks like going to college is going to be delayed.

Since there is danger dormant in the dark, it is better to let Ivan continue to deal with these matters in Wayne Manor during this time, and it will not be too late to talk about this matter when he returns to his full glory.

Anyway, it’s just a donation of a building. When is a donation not a donation?

Ivan felt that there was no problem with this time, so he happily buried his head and continued to eat.

Bruce didn't let him go easily, "I saw that you carved a magic circle for teleportation in the warehouse behind?"

The black-haired boy paused, then looked at Alfred with disbelief.

Mr. Butler shook his head and said that he did not reveal it.

Ivan still believed in Mr. Butler. After getting Mr. Butler's actions, he could only shrink his neck and think about the reason.

Bruce: "I installed cameras in the warehouse."

Ivan: "..." No, other places can understand. What is the operation of installing a camera in the warehouse on the other side of the pasture? There are only some farm tools, a tractor, and some sundries. Is Bruce still worried? Can someone go there to steal a hoe?

Swallowing the noodles, Ivan felt his heart and found that it was still beating strongly, so the black-haired boy pretended he didn't care.

"Then I went back and removed it."

Damian looked up. He had some plan in mind, a plan to hide from his father.

The author has something to say:

Zha Kang will still be cured, but he will not accept it so quickly. I feel that his traits are quite obvious.

A little late, love you guys~

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