Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? - v15 Chapter 14 He was erected a statue when he was still alive (4k)

"What? There are other worlds? I thought it was outrageous enough for me to jump up to you when I woke up. Could there be something more bizarre?"

Kara asked eagerly, and the mage sighed.

He almost got numb and wrote three words on his face.

"First, I have to make sure of a few things." He held up a finger. "You said Batman built a statue for me?"

"Yeah, he put the statue in the Justice League lobby."

Carla looked overjoyed, smiling brightly: "Oh! By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. Hello, my name is Carla, Carla Kent. Ah, I finally saw someone I know! Although there are superheroes here, too. Hero, but much more peaceful than our world!"

He Shenyan calmly retracted his raised finger, then took a step back silently, maintaining a certain polite distance from Kara. The visitor from another world was obviously overjoyed, and she almost hung herself up on the mage.

"Why did you back off?" she asked in confusion. "Am I scaring you?"

"...It's a bit, Ms. Carla. But more because I'm in a bit of a clutter right now, listen, I want to ask you a few questions, so can you answer me quietly and not so—enthusiastically? ?"

"Isn't that polite?" Kara asked suspiciously. "Clark told me to be polite, and I've slept for a long time, but I agree with him. Is politeness really a requirement, or is it something different here?"

Strange interjected: "No, it's just that my senior brother is simply misogynistic. He hardly communicates with any women in depth—ah!"

He Shenyan turned his head to look at him with menacing eyes, and at the same time retracted the mental tentacles that had just beaten the back of his head.

"Is that so? Then you must have been hurt by some bad woman when you were young?"

Carla believed Strange's words almost immediately, she looked at the mage with sympathy: "God, I apologize to you for what I just did, sorry, I will stand here and talk to you, if If you still feel unwell-"

"—No, no. There's no need for that, Ms. Carla. Strange was just joking...he's terrible at this, so I hope you don't believe anything he says."

He Shenyan looked back at Wang, who was smirking. The fat man endured so hard that his face was twitching. The mage used his thumb to wrap a circle around his neck, and the king immediately changed his face and pulled Strange away very wisely.

"How did they go?"

"Oh, that's right." He Shenyan said without changing his face. "The two of them have a bad stomach."

"But I didn't see them eating?"

"Don't pay attention to these details...Ms. Kara, ahem, I haven't introduced myself. My name is He Shenyan, and I'm a mage. By the way, I'm very interested in the statue that Batman built for me. "

Carla tells a not-so-long, but wonderful story.

At that time, she woke up from a deep sleep. And Batman was kneeling beside her, his helmet tossed aside, looking anxious.

It was the first time she had seen Batman look like that. He was constantly pressing the button on his gauntlet, as if he wanted to call the Justice League. The monotonous beeping sound kept coming from his arm armor.

"bat......"

Her mouth opened slightly, and she spit out an indistinct syllable.

Carla didn't know what was wrong with herself, all she knew was that she was very sleepy. The sound was also low and pitiful, but fortunately Batman noticed it right away. He stared at Kara, not even uttering a word for a while.

"You're still alive?" he asked, trembling. "Are you still alive, Carla? Please, say something."

Before Carla could answer, Batman began to press his gauntlets again. He breathed heavily to the cuffs, "Batman called for support on platform 4 of the New York subway. Maximum danger, I have a wounded here, repeat, I have a wounded here."

Carla wanted to tell him that she was fine, just temporarily unable to move.

However, she was too tired and very sleepy. For some reason, she felt the warmth of home as she lay in the cold and dirty aisle of the subway station. Most importantly, she felt that her mother was watching her.

She wanted to sleep there because she heard her mother humming a lullaby. Isn't it natural for a child to feel sleepy when they hear a lullaby?

What's more, the voice was so beautiful, so gentle.

It seems that as long as you fall asleep with such a sound, there will be no more pain in the world. She doesn't have to struggle between her own identity and that of Earthlings, and she doesn't have to think about the ruined Krypton and the parents who sent her away every night.

- But Batman's voice kept her away from the lullaby.

He said in a voice full of pain: "Wake up, Kara. Don't listen to the song, don't listen!"

Carla struggled to open her eyes and saw that Batman was crying - no, it was Bruce Wayne who was crying.

He gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, but his back was straight. Carla knew he could hear the lullaby too, but Bruce Wayne's face was sleepy, but beyond that, there was deep anger.

"Don't let her affect you."

He said in a hoarse voice: "Under the ground here, there is a man, a man you have never seen before. He is fighting with blood for the future of our world. He doesn't belong here, he didn't have to fight her for us. Kara .If you can hear me, if you're still awake...help me. I need your help."

Bruce Wayne bowed his head, but at this moment, Carla saw two illusory figures through his shoulders. A man, and a woman. They stood behind Bruce Wayne and looked at him lovingly.

"No..." Bruce whispered. "No, I can't sleep. I have to help him. I can't leave him alone, that's not okay."

He seemed to finally be unable to hold it any longer and fell back, and just as he was about to fall, they grabbed him.

A man, and a woman.

a pair of parents.

They grabbed their child—as every parent does, the man picked him up and the woman caressed his cheek. Carla stared blankly at the scene in front of her, not knowing how to react. Then, the woman spoke up.

"Hello, child." Her voice was gentle, but with a sadness that could not be concealed. "You can see us, right?"

Yes, I can see it - but I can't answer you.

Carla had to wink as hard as she could.

The woman showed a sad smile: "The Mother of Creation is here, child. She is at our feet, in the deepest part of the city, in the wilderness far away from human civilization. There, there is a foreigner who is resisting her. "

"My Bruce couldn't move. The Mother of Creation gave him an order. He couldn't get out of here, he should have fallen asleep. But Bruce...he refused."

"I hope you can help us."

The man spoke, his voice calm, almost like Batman: "He fell into a deep sleep, and he saw us in a dream, and he thought it was a fantasy. It's like when he used to be affected by those enemies with chemicals and toxins. We are real. I wish he could stay with us a little longer in the illusion."

"There, he wasn't Batman. He had a life of his own, and he could choose to change the world—or do nothing. But he refused. Maybe I should have known, since the moment I died, My kids are destined to be Batman."

The man held his son in his arms and closed his eyes.

"The Mother of Creation has a destiny for everyone, so am I, so is my wife, so is my child. He is destined to suffer, to witness our death, to be broken, and to become a Paranoid mental patient."

"It wasn't supposed to be this way."

Bruce Wayne's parents watched him, and Carla felt a rush of warmth rising from where she lay. Somewhere, she heard the sound of something shattering, like a mirror, and like... a barrier?

"The walls of the world are broken, child," the woman said. "It didn't want us to die, it called a goddess at the cost of its own brokenness. But it will take time for her to come, child. I need you to do us a favor..."

The man put down Bruce Wayne reluctantly and stood with the woman.

The ghosts, the ghosts, the parents—their bodies, who had been dead for many years, began to dissipate, and at the same time, the weariness that had always haunted Kara began to dissipate. The power came back again, and the power of the Kryptonians flowed through her body again.

She stood up and asked the air in a panic, "What am I going to do?!"

"Protect him." Their two voices were soft and barely audible. "Please, Carla Zoel."

The sound disappeared completely.

And then, she heard thousands of roars of filial piety—from the ground, from under her feet. Ugly, slender black monsters wrenched themselves from dirt and masonry with a heart-wrenching malice. Like some kind of resentment.

Kara got it.

She clenched her fists and stood in front of the unconscious Batman.

"I fought with them for a long time, and that was the first time I found out that I was so strong." Kara smiled embarrassedly. "I don't want you to think I'm bragging, but I am. I didn't let any of them hurt him."

He Shenyan nodded thoughtfully, he leaned on the back of the armchair, and Kara sat back on the sofa. The standby interface of the game is playing on the TV, and the exciting music is coming from the speaker on the side.

He Shenyan was thinking as his fingers tapped on the armrest.

Something is gradually becoming clear.

The Justice League didn't answer Batman's call, most likely because Peppertua was playing her "lullaby" to the world, and they were probably already asleep. The Mother of Creation has weaved beautiful illusions for each of them, where they can live a beautiful life.

—This is probably the last tenderness of this goddess of creation towards her failed creations.

They would be killed in their sleep by the things she sent out without pain or awareness. When they woke up again, the world was probably already reshaped by her.

It's a pity that she didn't expect that the world barriers in this world would rather be broken than let her succeed easily. She miscalculated.

Seyani finally stopped her.

"And then, Ms. Kara? What happened after that?"

"I just remember that I played with them for a long time, and then I saw a blue light and an explosion. It seemed like it was coming from the ground."

Carla tried to think back: "And...I also heard a woman shouting a name, what's it called? I can't remember, but she seems to be very angry."

Right.

He Shenyan laughed dumbly, and he could guess what happened next without listening. It was nothing more than Seyani who took Poppetula out of that world, beat her hard, and took the world away by the way. It will be safe and sound under the protection of the fairies in the lake.

But anyway, the fact that Batman erected a statue of him was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Then, Ms. Carla—"

"Just call me Carla, you're the hero who saved us all. Batman said, if it wasn't for your help, we'd all be dead. He insisted on getting Martian Manhunter into his memory to extract your face, And what happened to the whole thing. He was very stubborn about it."

"The Martian Manhunter told me privately that Batman is very sorry for your death."

"Okay, Kara." He Shenyan nodded. "So, what does my portrait look like?"

The girl smiled and tilted her head: "Um...that look is similar to yours, just not as handsome as you. Wearing a long black cloak—hey, have you ever worn a cloak?"

"No."

"Then why did he put a cloak on you?"

"Maybe it's because it's more mysterious." He Shenyan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

It was the first time he had been sculpted.

"Then, Kara." He Shenyan made a gesture. "Why did you come here again?"

"what."

Carla let out a frustrated sigh. "I—well, you can't laugh at me when I say it."

"I try my best."

"you promise!"

"......I promise."

The girl took a deep breath: "I slept too late playing games and overslept, and I was going to be late for class, so I planned to fly over. But my flying skills are not yet home, and I overflew... .I feel like I smashed something, it hurts a lot, and when I wake up again, I'll be here."

"If the king hadn't discovered me, I'd still be confused in the Sahara desert. I lost my ability when I first came to you... oh wait, isn't this called water and soil? Dissatisfied?!"

Carla, who was a little lost just now, immediately became happy again: "Hey, the words I learned in class turned out to be really useful! It turns out that I am not acclimatized!"

Unsatisfactory?

He Shenyan stared at her and smiled: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, Kara... um, are you hungry?"