Chapter 233 The Red-haired Maid of Wayne Manor
"That's why I said you've been too lax lately."
Katum took credit and said, "There was something wrong with the food, but you didn't notice it. Fortunately, it wasn't poisoned. I'm keeping an eye out for you, but don't you have to be more careful next time?"
Bruce's hormone intake is now still within the normal range.
But any more will be a problem.
“But I’m not facing this alone.”
Bruce suddenly said, "You will help me pay attention to things that I don't pay attention to. Even if I slack off occasionally, you will still worry about it for me. We trust and support each other, right?"
Batboy looked at Katum, and his firm eyes seemed to say that this was the meaning of the existence of a partner.
Katum was stunned for a moment.
Did I hear it right?
He actually heard the word trust from Bruce's mouth?
"You kid..."
Although these words sounded very touching, Katum couldn't help but ask -
Do you only trust me or everyone?
But the owl didn't say anything to spoil the mood in the end.
"Eat less Hydra food in the future."
Katoum said, "Don't worry about having nothing to eat. I can take you to Kamar-Taj to beg for food."
"Sure," Bruce said. "If Kamar-Taj kicks us out, I'll eat roasted owl."
……
At night, Bruce fell asleep peacefully just as planned.
Katum was staring beside him.
At about two o'clock in the morning, the expected crimson light appeared again, from Wanda's room to Bruce's room, connecting the two people together.
The moment he was touched by the scarlet magic, Bruce, who was sleeping, suddenly frowned.
The nightmare began to take effect.
But soon, Bruce's brows relaxed and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, obviously he discovered something wrong with the nightmare.
Katum had been watching this scene, and a strange thought flashed through his mind.
"Is it my imagination?"
He thought to himself, "Why do I feel that the more I look at it, the more I feel that this crimson light connecting the two people is like a red rope?"
In this situation, it was as if Wanda stretched out a red rope of fate, tying her and Bruce together.
This is not possible!
Katum thought, if Wanda and Bruce became popular, Diana would be green!
Although Bruce has extremely low morals when it comes to intimate relationships, making him a natural scumbag, Katum is not like that. He only supports the CPs he likes.
“But there’s nothing I can do.”
Katum thought, "This is Bruce's business after all."
Although he promised Diana to help him keep an eye on Bruce.
But it only said to watch, not to interfere.
At this moment, Bruce was already showing signs of waking up. Just like last night, he couldn't stay in this lousy dream for even a second.
Sure enough, the next second, Bruce opened his eyes.
The light dimmed in an instant and slowly began to dissipate. Wanda's magic failed again.
"You saw it."
Bruce wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to Katum, "I was not the first to do this. Do I have to retaliate?"
"really."
Katum said, "Go ahead and take revenge if you want. I'll go check on Wanda."
After that, he ignored Bruce, flew out of the room, used the Disillusionment Spell to hide his figure, and quietly sneaked into Wanda's bedroom.
In the bedroom, Wanda sat on the bed with her legs hugged, her little face flushed unnaturally. It was obvious that the failure of the magic had put a certain burden on her.
"How could it fail..."
She muttered to herself, "It's obviously all right with Pietro."
Good man, Katum understood now.
It turns out that Wanda experimented on Pietro before giving Bruce the nightmare.
She is indeed my sister.
Having said that, Wanda doesn't seem to realize that the failure of the magic was due to Bruce's problem. She still thought that she did something wrong.
"I'm going to be attacked again and have that nightmare again."
Wanda sighed softly, "Damn Bruce, he will definitely laugh at me in my dreams."
It seems that not only did she not figure out what went wrong with the magic, but she also regarded Bruce's subsequent revenge as the backlash of the magic.
Katum thought, is this girl a little bit stupid and lacks brains?
Although she knew she would have nightmares when she went to sleep, Wanda was not yet good enough to stay up late at her current age.
After persisting for a while, she finally fell into a deep sleep after a blink of an eye.
"I'm here to see what nightmare you're having."
Katum finally waited until this moment, "Let's see what Bruce is doing."
After saying that, his soul left his body and flew into Wanda's mind.
……
There was a flash of white light before his eyes, and Katum came to a familiar environment.
"Wayne Manor?"
Katum almost laughed out loud.
Bruce also said that Wanda's dream-making ability was very poor, but it turned out that he himself was not much better.
At least Wanda's dream is constructed based on Bruce's memory.
Batman himself, on the other hand, doesn't care about Wanda's memories at all, and only constructs scenes that he is familiar with.
"Woooooooo..."
A cry was heard, and Katum flew towards the sound. Then he saw a little red-haired girl in a maid outfit, wiping the floor with tears in her eyes.
Behind her, there is an owl wearing a black eye mask and holding a whip in his hand, looking very evil.
Owl continued to swing the whip at Wanda, cursing at her.
"Get to work! It's your blessing to work for Master Wayne!"
"Uuuuuu——"
Wanda cried even more sadly, but she didn't dare to stop at all, and she wiped the floor faster and faster.
Although she didn't feel any pain in the dream, the shame was deeply engraved in her heart.
Seeing this scene, Katum was furious.
"Well, you actually arranged this for me in my dream!"
The prototype of the whip-wielding owl is clearly Katum.
"Let go of that girl!"
Katum flew over and kicked the owl, which was created from dreams, and instantly disappeared.
Then, Katum took the whip, turned around and whipped Wanda.
"Hurry up and work! Stop dawdling!"
"Woo woo woo!" Wanda was now completely desperate.
Before they knew it, the huge floor of Wayne Manor was wiped clean. Wanda worked so hard that the floor even reflected light.
That's when Bruce showed up.
He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked to Wanda, then saw Katum at a glance.
"Why are you here?"
Bruce frowned. "You are a bad owl. You sneaked into a little girl's dream in the middle of the night."
"You are so embarrassed to say that to me."
Katum sneered but didn't continue the argument.
At this time, Wanda was standing by with her head down, looking terrified, as if she had really put herself in the role of a maid.
"Master Wayne..."
She said timidly, "The floor has been mopped."
"Did you really wipe it clean?"
Bruce sneered and snapped his fingers, and Alfred appeared at the end of the corridor. The old butler still acted like an English gentleman, with his back straight, one hand behind his back, and the other holding a trash can.
wow——
Alfred splashed the bucket with force, and all the dirty water and garbage in the bucket spilled onto the floor.
Some even got stained on Wanda's maid skirt and white socks.
This situation made Wanda's eyes reveal despair. The results of her hard work were easily destroyed by Bruce.
“Is this what you call clean?”
Bruce sneered and said, "I've never seen a maid as lazy as you. Hurry up and wipe it again. You are not allowed to eat until you finish it!"
Wanda bit her lips hard, tears falling in big drops.
Her grievances were visible to the naked eye.
"A sin."
Katum shook his head and threw the whip aside.
Bruce created this kind of nightmare, no wonder Wanda hated him so much this morning.
"Forget it, I won't get involved in your affairs."
Katum thought that Wanda would take revenge sooner or later, and he should not let Bruce's blood splash on him.
He turned and left Wanda's dream and returned to reality.
Wanda's tears had wet her pillow in her sleep, and she was talking in her sleep from time to time.
"I'm sorry Master Wayne, I'm going to work now."
"I'm really not lazy, please forgive me."
"Uuuuuu——"
So pitiful.
Katum thought that he was originally on Bruce's side, but not now.
Bruce is a complete asshole.
……
This situation was repeated every night that followed.
Wanda wanted to take revenge all the time, but she failed every time, and then she went to her dream to serve tea to Bruce.
After a while, Katum clearly felt that there was something wrong with the way Wanda looked at Bruce every day.
That kind of hatred was the way the oppressed looked at the slave owners, and they wanted to eat Bruce alive.
Bruce also feels a little uncomfortable every day, and he feels very humiliated.
He and Wanda are still in a cold war and don't talk to each other. Otherwise, Bruce could pretend to be a good person and care about Wanda and whether she had a nightmare.
Unfortunately not.
Before I knew it, some time had passed.
On this day, Katum suddenly sensed a prayer from Tony Stark.
This was the method of communication they had agreed upon before. As long as Stark prayed to the owl totem, Katum would be able to sense it.
"Bruce, there's news from Stark."
Katum said, "The first improved suit should be ready. Let's go take a look."
"I won't turn into an owl!" Bruce said reflexively, "If you want to go, go by yourself!"
"Do you really want to make trouble at this time?" Katum said nonchalantly, "Isn't the improved combat suit for you?"
"This……"
Bruce was speechless for a moment. At this moment of hesitation, Katum took the initiative and turned Bruce into a little owl again.
"Okay, just think of it as me forcing you."
Katoom said, "You can be mad at me later, but let's go now."
Bruce had nothing to say about this. Katum had already given him enough excuses, and he didn't want to argue about it.
Then, two owls flew out of the room and headed towards Stark Manor.
During the flight, they passed through Manhattan, where the headquarters of Stark Group is located.
Suddenly, Katum stopped and stared at the basement of Stark headquarters, where the production workshop of the weapons and equipment department was located.
"Good guy..."
Before he could finish his words, a huge explosion suddenly sounded on the ground.
A large hole was blown out on the street, and a figure flew out from the hole, accompanied by a series of screams.
"Something happened!" Bruce said.
"Thank you for your reminder," said Katum, "otherwise I wouldn't have noticed it."
With a loud bang, the figure landed on the ground. It was huge, made of black metal, had a ferocious shape, and was equipped with countless weapons.
People on the street screamed and fled, but a group of people in uniform went against the crowd and surrounded them.
That's Agents of .
But that huge iron lump didn't take these people seriously at all. How could mortal bodies defeat the power of machines and technology?
"It's Iron Tyrant."
Katoum said, "Stark's uncle Obadiah improved the armor based on Mark I."
"Mark Generation?"
Bruce asked back, "Isn't that pure waste?"
“That’s true for us, but not necessarily for them.”
At this time, Obadiah manipulated the Iron Overlord armor, opened his palm, extended the machine gun head, and fired at the crowd.
Those SHIELD agents hid behind bunkers, and the intense fire suppression made them unable to even raise their heads.
"Are we going to take action?"
Bruce asked. "It's just a piece of cake to fix this."
"Just cast the next spell to protect the masses from harm."
Katum's expression suddenly became serious, and he remembered something more important.
Obadiah has actually been studying Iron Monger, but has never been able to start it because he can't figure out the Ark reactor.
The solution he later came up with was to take the one out of Tony Stark's chest.
As a result, Tony almost died in his own home.
No wonder Katum’s voice became more and more anxious when he heard Tony’s prayers since just now. It seemed like this guy was dying and kept asking for help.
"Bruce, you stay here and do whatever you want."
Katum said, "But I have to go see Tony. After all, he is praying to me. I have to give him some face."
"You're not going to change me back?" Bruce asked.
"Do you need to change back?"
Katum asked back, "You are just dealing with an Iron Tyrant, a guy who is not even a BOSS in the Novice Village. Do you still need to use all your strength?"
This is true.
Bruce thought about it and realized that he could deal with Iron Monger just by relying on his owl form.
"Okay, you go early and come back early."
……
Tony Stark is literally dying.
He lost the Ark reactor that sustained his life, and his life was already counting down.
The only thing that could save him was the discarded item that had been replaced before and made into decoration.
At this time, Tony was crawling on the ground and he could no longer stand up.
Moreover, he had used up all his strength and had no way of lifting the reactor on the table.
"Who can help me……"
He prayed in his heart, the feeling of death had never been so strong.
"Master Katum, do you hear me?"
He shouted out this sentence with all his might.
Then he collapsed completely to the ground, unable to do anything anymore and could only wait for a miracle to happen.
(End of this chapter)
