Enemy

Outside Wayne Manor, Damian stood quietly beside Venom, his small body stiff.

Being abandoned by his birth parents one after another in such a short time, not crying or making a fuss was already a sign of strength far beyond his peers.

Her little face was tense, her eyes filled with stubbornness and confusion, as if she were trying hard to suppress her emotions. She was like a small, silent statue, making one's heart ache.

Butler Alfred's eyes were a little red, his gaze always fixed on Damian, his heart full of reluctance. Behind him, the tall building of Wayne Manor seemed exceptionally solemn, its ancient walls as if sighing for the impending separation.

Having been with the Wayne Family for decades, he had practically raised Young Master Bruce as his own child. Now, after finally having a lovely little granddaughter, she had to be sent away at such a young age.

Bruce also clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

It was impossible to say he didn't like his daughter; in the five days they had together, Batman hadn't appeared once. Except for the first two days spent buried in the Elixir Formula, the rest of the time was spent with Damian.

However, Gotham, this dark and corrupt city, this world full of crisis and chaos, was truly not suitable for a child's upbringing. He took a deep breath, trying to restore a calm expression to his face.

Kino sent ten containers into Hell, and couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of Bruce, he's considered every possible situation for Damian's future, from transportation to various accessories, he has it all."

Turning to look at Bruce's awkward expression, Kino chuckled, "Bruce, why the long face? You don't think I'll send your daughter back later, do you?"

"Is traveling between worlds that easy for you?" Bruce frowned, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"It's as easy as taking a few steps," Kino replied nonchalantly.

"..." Bruce was stunned, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

He had already prepared himself mentally for never seeing her again, even instructing Alfred to treat Damian coldly to sever their emotional ties, lest Damian miss them or resent Kino.

Butler Alfred ignored Bruce. He walked a few steps to Damian, knelt down, and gently instructed her:

"Miss Damian, you must be obedient over there and don't be mischievous. If you are wronged, you must tell Mister Kino.

Remember to eat on time, sleep well, and wear more clothes when it's cold, don't catch a cold.

Don't neglect your studies either. Although the environment has changed, knowledge is always the most precious wealth. Also, don't try to be strong alone; ask for help when you encounter difficulties. Everyone will like you."

Damian looked at Butler Alfred, her eyes full of confusion. For the past few days, she hadn't had to train, hadn't gotten hurt, didn't have to drink nasty nutrient solutions, and could eat sweet little cakes every day.

Although her father seemed distant, he would tell her stories every night and take her out to play during the day.

"Why are you abandoning me? Is it because I'm too weak?" Damian asked, her voice trembling slightly. "Is it the same reason for Mother?"

She clenched her small fists tightly, her eyes red, trying hard not to let tears fall.

"Miss Damian..."

Butler Alfred's tears slid down his wrinkled cheeks.

Bruce also froze in place, his lips trembling slightly, wanting to explain but unable to speak.

Kino pushed Bruce towards Damian.

"I'm only responsible for taking care of her. Don't expect me to give her fatherly love; I'm still a baby myself."

Bruce took a deep breath, crouched down, met Damian's gaze, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Damian, it's not because you're weak, nor am I abandoning you. Dad loves you, very much. But this world is full of dangers, and Dad can't always protect you completely.

Entrusting you to Uncle Kino is so that you can grow up in a safer place, away from the darkness and conflicts here. Dad will always think of you, and when everything is better, Dad will bring you back."

Seeing this, Kino quickly took out his phone to record the scene, a mischievous smile on his face.

"This is one of Batman's rare moments of vulnerability. I have to keep a good memento."

Venom rolled her eyes and returned to her body. The human cub would be hers later; no need to rush.

"Dad..."

Hearing Bruce's words, Damian was slightly stunned, then opened her arms and hugged Bruce, burying her small head tightly in his embrace.

After Damian's emotions stabilized.

"Alright, let's go," Kino said, placing Damian in his arms.

"Kino, who is the enemy?" Bruce stared intently at Kino, his gaze firm and persistent.

"Are you sure you want to know? This might plunge you into despair."

Kino frowned. No one knew what Barbatos would become if Batman, who hadn't yet experienced the various invasion wars, knew in advance.

"I am Batman." Bruce's words were resounding, filled with unquestionable determination.

Kino sighed, took out the Mind Ring, and said, "Resist, this matter cannot be spoken directly."

Bruce immediately recognized the ring that had controlled him last time. A hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but he still relaxed his mind.

Instantly, a massive amount of information flooded Bruce's mind like a surging tide.

The evil figures of the Bat-Family, the mysterious and powerful X Metal, the Court of Owls hidden in the depths of darkness... and the source of Gotham's sin, Barbatos!

Kino directly transmitted the entire Metal event.

After a while, Bruce slowly opened his eyes, his face pale. He took the handkerchief handed by Butler Alfred to wipe the nosebleed.

"These are my enemies."

"How do you feel?"

"Angry enough to kill him."

Bruce's eyes were cold and furious. Even if the enemy was more powerful than Superman, Batman would not show the slightest fear.

"A piece of advice: treat this information as intelligence, not as the future. Otherwise, you'll die a terrible death."

"Of course, I know that."

"Right, you're Batman. I'm leaving."

After Kino flew into the sky and departed, Bruce looked up in the direction he disappeared, his gaze somewhat lost. After a good while, he turned and walked into the Batcave.

At the desk in the Batcave, piled high with documents and equipment, Bruce turned on the computer and began formulating a series of plans.

"Justice League Plan..." His fingers flew across the keyboard, and new content continuously appeared on the screen.

"Court of Owls Dismantling Plan..." Every word was filled with ruthlessness.

"Anti-Bat Plan..." This was to prepare for the situation with the Bat-Family.

"And Anti-Kino..." Thinking of Kino's ability to copy, Bruce's gaze grew even more serious.

In the darkness, Bruce's shadow, illuminated by the computer screen, was cast upon the wall like a giant bat, as if ready to pounce on Bruce at any moment.