Alfred had served the Wayne family for more than 40 years. In Bruce's heart, he was no longer a simple servant or butler; he was more like an elder. Furthermore, it was said that when Bruce Wayne disappeared seven years ago, he had transferred all his assets to Afo, which was a huge sum of money.
If it had been Dollar, it would have probably crushed Saber alive several times over.
Before Lucius, the black doctor who was very good at dealing with others, left, he took note of Saber's physical characteristics. He knew that this was a gift from Afo. He would soon have his own set of armor. He did not expect it to be as good as the one Bruce was wearing, but it was at least much better than going out bare-chested and fighting with others.
After learning more about the League of Shadow Warriors, Saber realized that he urgently needed something powerful, and Batman's armor was very suitable.
"This thing has super strong resistance. With the strength of an ordinary person, it can reduce the impact force by up to one-third. It can resist a variety of sharp weapons, is fire-resistant, insulating, and can effectively resist bullets at close range!"
Lucius used a small instrument to record Saber's physical characteristics as he spoke like a profiteer promoting goods. "But I personally suggest that you don't have too much confidence in its bulletproof function. After all, for the sake of lightness, I can only add bulletproof material to the key protected areas. If you wear it against an M16, you'll be turned into a sieve in three seconds."
"This is just a combat suit. Its magic is based on the user."
Lucius put away the instrument, took off his black-rimmed glasses, and blinked at Saber. "You're not stupid enough to think that it's omnipotent, are you?"
Saber pursed his lips.
"It's enough. It's already amazing that it can do this."
"Oh, by the way, Bruce's cloak is made of a special memory material, but that material is very expensive. It can only be found in the warehouse of Wayne Enterprises, and I've just been fired, so you'll need that cloak that may not be as flashy."
Lucius lifted his suitcase and gave Saber a helpless smile.
"Maybe I can give you a few more melee weapons. I saw the fight between you and Bruce that night. How should I put it? Your fighting style is actually closer to that of a medieval warrior. Without special training, a cape won't be of much use to you."
"Sure. To be honest, I'm starting to like you, Lucius!"
Saber put his arm on the black man's shoulder and said, "Then give me two knives. I'm better at using those things."
Lucius glanced at the arm on his shoulder and a smile appeared on his face.
"Okay, what color do you like?"
"Eh … red. Dark red, just like the color of blood."
Saber rubbed his chin and said to Lucius, "That's cooler, isn't it?"
"That will only make you look like a lunatic … But if you like, what about the helmet style? You won't be like Bruce, who is more interested in certain animals, right? "
Lucius wrote on his recorder and turned his head to ask the last question. Saber spread his hands and made an exaggerated expression.
"Of course not! My brain is normal. Let me think … Uh, do whatever you want. Remember to make it into a mask. Also, add a breathing filter. I don't want to be like the handsome guy lying there and get poisoned. "
The pen in Lucius's hand paused as he glanced at Seiber.
"Okay, you know the ropes. Afo will pay the labor fee for you this time. 2.7 million dollars. You've made a big profit! But you'll have to pay for the repair and follow-up costs. I'll have someone send it over in three days. But remember, little brother, use it well. Don't let it be covered in dust. "
After that, Lucius waved at Saber and his father, turned and walked out of the bar. Alfred was waiting for him in the car. Bruce, who had been treated, had been transferred to the car. They were going back to Wayne Manor, which was a large castle in the suburbs. It was the most luxurious and expensive place in Gotham.
Sai Bo waddled over to sit in front of his father. He knew that his father had something to ask him.
Christian glanced at Saber and placed a glass of beer in front of Saber. After Saber burped comfortably, he took off his pipe and asked, "What's going on?"
"Is there trouble coming?"
"Yes."
Saber nodded. "Big trouble. Dad, you'd better take Catherine and leave Gotham tomorrow morning. Stay in a nearby city for a month or two before coming back. It hasn't been peaceful here recently."
When his father heard this, he opened his mouth to ask more, but was stopped by Saber's outstretched left hand.
"Don't ask, Dad. It's better if you don't know about some things. I'm just an innocent bystander. Their target isn't me. I'll be fine. You'd better take Robin with you."
Although they had only known each other for three days, his father knew Saber's personality. Usually, he would be very annoying and long-winded. However, when it came to serious matters, this fellow would never be careless. If he said there was trouble, then it would definitely be big trouble. An old man, a child, and a patient would only disturb him if they stayed by his side. They wouldn't be of any help. Therefore, his father remained silent for a few minutes before nodding.
"Alright, I'll transfer Robin to another hospital tomorrow. We'll stay in Star City for a period of time. It's not far from here. If we take the train, we'll reach there in about half a day. My friend Lance works in the police station there. You don't have to worry about us. Saber … come with us.
We're just ordinary people. "Saber was touched by his father's words, but he shook his head.
"No, Dad. I've already provoked them. According to the news I've received, I'll only implicate you if I go with you. You've also seen it. The strongest fighter in this city almost died today. How should I put it …"
Seiber propped his chair up and rested his legs on another chair. He shook his body and said casually, "You're right.
"I just found a new job. Someone hired me at a high price. You know, for someone like me who has no education and no skills, it's not easy to find a job like this. So, I have to fulfill my promise, right?"
His father was speechless. In the end, he could only nod his head.
The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Saber followed his father to transfer Robin to another hospital. The kid would spend a month in Star City, which was not far from Gotham. Saber personally drove them to the train station. The little girl Catherine hugged his leg and cried. Although the little girl didn't like to talk much because of her past, her relationship with Saber was undoubtedly very deep.
This made the originally lonely Saber feel a feeling that he had never felt before. This feeling was called fetters. After all, he was no longer alone. He had his father, Robin, and Catherine who were close to him. This made his unrestrained heart feel a little worried. After watching the train leave the station, Saber stayed in the same place for a long time before driving his father's pickup truck back to the Old Gun Bar.
He had no intention of taking care of the half-dead business here. However, the local mafia boss, Jamie, who wanted to take over the bar, seemed to have heard some rumors. Recently, he didn't send anyone to harass him. Therefore, Saber spent the past few days very leisurely and bored.
It wasn't until the night of the third day that a large box was delivered by EMS to the entrance of the bar. Only then did Saber become interested.
He dragged the box to the center of the bar and locked the door. Then, he turned on a few lights and, with a dagger in his hand, cut open the box. Then, he saw a full set of armor propped up by a frame!
Lucius was very meticulous. He didn't place the armor separately. Instead, he made a mannequin so that Saber could see the full appearance of the armor at a glance.
He whistled excitedly and rubbed his hands together like a gambler. His face was full of excitement.
"Wow! This money was well spent! "
Under the faint light, Saber circled the mannequin in front of him several times. The armor in front of him was very similar to Batman's, but as he had guessed, it wasn't as complete as the original. The cape, the radio receiver, the complicated multi-functional belt, and the ornaments with bats engraved on them were all missing!
Its exterior was dark red, and it had a special roughness to the touch. It wasn't made of steel, but it was definitely not ordinary plastic. The chest, abdomen, legs, and arms were specially thickened and looked full of strength. At the waist, instead of Batman's heavy belt, was a wide leather belt. On the surface of the metal buckle on the front was a diagonally drawn "S" symbol, which was Saber's initials.
Originally, it should have been "S.B.," but Saber, who understood the special meaning of the word, would rather die than submit. So, Lucius simply changed it to a single word, but it still looked cool.
Since there was no cape, Lucius gave him two additional weapons, which were also requested by Saber. Two scabbards were fixed to the back of the armor, one on the left and one on the right. Two black sword hilts were exposed on the shoulders. Saber was like a child who had received a new toy. He couldn't wait to put on the armor.
It was very fitting! Moreover, due to the human physiology design, the armor seemed to be tightly fastened to the skin. Whether it was running or jumping, there was almost no impact. The combat boots were also very comfortable. There was a special pattern design on the soles of the feet that maximized friction and grip, and also reduced the sound of footsteps.
Seiber took a deep breath and reached his hands behind his back. He grabbed the handles of two black swords that seemed to be made of some special material. The handles were sanded to ensure that they wouldn't slip when stained with blood. He pulled out the two swords, one on the left and one on the right. Then, he quickly brandished the two swords. Under the dim light, the sharp swords that had been shielded from the light slid in the air. The two sharp swords danced in the air and formed a ball of light in the air.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Saber's two arms swung faster and faster. Finally, the blades brushed past his father's table, and a small piece of the table was cut open and flew into the air.
"Phew … this feels really cool!"
Saber turned his wrist and sheathed the two one-meter-long swords back into the scabbards on his back. He breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his arms, and then turned his gaze to the dark red helmet on the mannequin's head.
It wasn't a bat. It looked like Lucius had used a very simple design. It looked almost like a twisted ghost face. It was the same dark red as his armor, and it looked as cold as steel. In the position of the eyes was a pair of glasses that glowed with a blue light. In the position of the mouth and nostrils was a shield-shaped bulge that was installed with a small air purifier.
Saber's eyes suddenly became sad and silent in the dim light. He took off the mask with his hands that were wearing leather combat gloves and placed it on his face. There were two straps that Saber fastened behind his head. Lucius's craftsmanship was excellent. The mask stuck on the face would not come off unless the straps were forcibly torn off.
Saber sat on a chair, took off his gloves, and stroked the cold mask on his face. In the darkness, he looked very quiet, with a hint of indescribable feeling. It was like a bitter taunt. Lucius didn't know about his past, but the mask he made was the best proof of Saber's life.
He concealed all of his emotions under a mask … Regardless of whether he was crying or feeling happy, what others saw was his unchanging indifference. After being indifferent for a long time, that expression also solidified on his face, becoming a mask that could not be torn off.
No wonder people always said that under the mask was the true self.
But Saber's faint sadness didn't last long. The phone in his hand suddenly lit up in the darkness. Saber opened it and saw a message. His eyes under the mask became sharp at this moment.
The message was very short, only one sentence.
"Arkham Asylum … Come and save me!"
Sender: Rachel Daws!
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