Chapter 417: Hal Has Bad Luck (Part 1)

In the pitch-black night, in a room on the second floor of Wei En Manor, the lights flickered faintly. Hal raised his hands and stood in the center of the room. He turned his head and saw an old man's face.

"I know you have a peculiar ability to disappear and reappear instantly, but according to my observation, it takes a certain amount of time for you to activate this ability. Do you think you disappear faster, or do I pull the trigger faster?"

If the few people living in Wei En Manor heard what Alfred said at this moment, they would definitely be very surprised, because this old butler seemed to have changed into a different person. He had never spoken to anyone in this manor in such a cold tone.

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In the eyes of the vast majority of people, Alfred was always the old butler who smiled and carried a tray, standing by the table setting the table, or holding a duster to clean the display shelf.

But from his current posture, it could be seen that he was by no means holding a gun for the first time. He held a double-barreled shotgun with a solid wood grip. The long barrel reflected a chilling cold light under the illumination of the lights, and the muzzle was pressed against Hal's waist.

Hal swallowed. He didn't dare move at all. Just as Alfred said, it took a certain amount of time for him to activate his Green Lantern ability. In general, this time was so short it could be ignored, but the most fatal point was that the Green Lantern ring would glow.

Once Hal invoked the green light energy, the Green Lantern ring would emit green light. This light would cover his whole body in an instant, but even if it were an extremely short instant, there was still this time. Hal didn't doubt at all that as long as his ring emitted a trace of light, the trigger would be pulled.

Hal didn't dare gamble on whether the green light could block his waist the moment the bullet was fired, because if it couldn't, he would be cut in half directly. The green light could indeed let Hal recover quickly, but this self-healing ability had an upper limit, and being cut in half definitely wasn't included.

"You are Bruce's butler, right?" Hal asked, wanting to ease the current atmosphere. Alfred didn't answer him, just pushed the muzzle forward. Hal closed his eyes hard, then said:

"Alright, alright, don't be like this. Do you know the source of this child? She actually isn't a human, but a monster..."

Hal suddenly heard a "click" behind him. That was the sound of the trigger being pulled. After breaking into a cold sweat, he discovered that the expected pain didn't come. Alfred had only pulled the trigger halfway.

"I know many things," Alfred stared at Hal in front of him and said: "More than you imagine."

His tone had always been very cold, making Hal unable to hear his emotions at all. Alfred continued: "I know you treat me as an ignorant old butler, otherwise you wouldn't dare invade this manor just like this."

"I'm not trying to invade, I'm just... uh!"

Hal was pushed by the muzzle again. He decisively shut his mouth, and then he heard Alfred say: "If your parents didn't teach you that visiting someone's home requires making an appointment in advance and taking the front door, then I think you should have remembered it today."

Hal put down his hands. He sighed, then turned around to face Alfred, looked into his eyes, and said: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Butler. I know that trespassing is wrong, and I also know this is a very dangerous and rude behavior."

"But you have to allow me to explain. Aisha, she actually isn't..."

Seeing the gun barrel slowly lift to between his eyes, Hal raised his hands again. He stepped back two steps slowly and said: "Alright, let's not talk about this."

He also discovered that as long as he mentioned Aisha's background, this old butler didn't want him to speak. What he expected was that Alfred also looked into his eyes and said to Hal: "A butler has the obligation to help the master deal with all problems of the children, including the doubts and dishonorable parts that might exist in their background..."

"I think you wouldn't want to become one of these background stories." Alfred elongated his tone a bit. Hal understood his meaning: if he wanted to leave here alive, it was better to keep his mouth shut and swallow this secret.

He took a deep breath and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this problem. I came here really just to ensure that her abilities, which exceed those of ordinary people, won't endanger the safety of ordinary people..."

After speaking, Hal didn't care whether Alfred could understand or not, and began to explain to himself: "The Yellow Lantern has always been the biggest threat to the Green Lantern. Although I haven't encountered a real Yellow Lantern demon, the Green Lantern Corps attaches great importance to them."

"This time is the same." Hal sighed and continued: "When they learned that the leader of the Yellow Lantern Corps and the Lantern entity had descended to this place, they had thought about sending powerful Green Lanterns here to deal with these problems."

"However, all of this happened too fast. After the resolution was finished, the matter was also over, so I could only stay here to do the finishing work."

"Whether for cosmic safety or for the safety of ordinary people, I have to do this."

"Your name is Hal, right?" Alfred suddenly asked.

Hal nodded with his hands on his hips. Alfred looked into his eyes and asked Hal: "What do you think is the cause of all this?"

Hal felt strange about this question. He scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, and said: "Cause? Actually, I don't really know what it's because of. I just suddenly received an order saying that people from the Yellow Lantern Corps had come to Earth and I should go deal with them..."

"Then, I came to Gotham, was inexplicably pulled into a dream, and then started fighting that monster. Finally, I don't know how I won, anyway, I won..."

"Suddenly, the Yellow Lantern entity turned into a little girl, and the leader of the Yellow Lantern Corps didn't know where he went..."

Hal said helplessly: "Actually, I didn't know what happened from beginning to end..."

"And you reported it to that so-called Green Lantern Corps like this?"

"I..." Hal was choked. Alfred said with some disdain: "In the situation where you don't know the cause, the process, or even the complete result, you chose to report to your superior?"

"What shocks me is that your superior also directly based their orders to you on these incomplete intelligence reports..."

"Green Lantern Corps..." Alfred gave a light "pfft" and said: "If you only have this level, you'd better go back to where you should be and don't participate in things on Earth."

Hal pressed his finger against his forehead. He didn't know how to describe the old butler in front of him. That kind of simple and elegant British tone made him feel like he was talking to a noble, but what he said didn't leave any room for face.

"I am also an Earthling!" Hal emphasized.

"An Earthling who makes a living by selling Earth's intelligence?"

Hal was choked again. He gestured with his hands somewhat helplessly and then said: "I am doing this for Earth's safety..."

"Every spy says so."

Alfred lowered his eyelids, not wanting to look at Hal's expression, which was becoming somewhat stiff. He said: "One day, a group of foreigners found you. They gave you money and power, and then told you that you should maintain peace in your motherland, and the method was to tell them everything that happened there in detail."

"You took the money and did the job, and after being arrested, you told the judge that you were just maintaining peace..."

Saying this, Alfred's gaze fell on the Green Lantern ring, and he said: "... but you kept silent about the huge benefits you obtained from them."

"In the first half of my life, I have seen too many such people."

"Are they guilty? Perhaps the blame doesn't lie entirely with them. Many people truly believe their actions can bring peace to their country."

"But are they innocent? Those huge benefits exchanged for betraying the country let them ride above the ordinary people who suffered because of it. In the end, the only one who gained peace and enjoyment was him."

Hal's expression gradually became solemn from the initial helplessness. Alfred turned his gaze to his eyes again, looked at him, and said: "Humans rush about for money, just because this is the general equivalent in our society, which can bring us the greatest enjoyment."

"But how do you know that the thing you are wearing on your hand doesn't play such a role in the universe?"

"Perhaps, in your view, the very powerful strength is garbage and residue that doesn't even count as sugar coating to them. They only need to provide you with a tiny bit of garbage, and you hand over the interests of your motherland..."

"Stop talking!" Hal closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and pressed his thumb against the ring on his hand. It could be very clearly seen that his fingertips were trembling a bit. Alfred continued to say to him:

"If you don't remember who you are, don't remember where you come from, don't remember who you are ultimately working for, and cannot carry this one goal through to the end, then what awaits you is only the fate of being betrayed by everyone together..."

Hal's mind seemed to be fluctuating violently. He turned his head to the side. After a while, he took a deep breath, and instantly, the green light of the ring lit up.

At this moment, he didn't hear the sound of the trigger being pulled. Hal pursed his lips hard. Just as he thought he was about to leave this place and could find a quiet place to think about these problems by himself, suddenly, the room door opened, and a small black figure appeared outside the door.

Hal didn't see her movements clearly at all. Just as the light of the green light ring spread to his arm, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm.

"Ah!" Hal let out a scream. Looking down, Aisha, with sharp teeth, was biting his bracer. The thick bracer couldn't stop her sharp teeth at all, and blood was seeping out from between her teeth.

Hal made an instinctive arm-swinging motion, wanting to shake Aisha off. As a result, the teeth pierced through the bracer, sliding down with the bracer to his hand, wrapping around Hal's hand like a glove.

Hal was in great pain, constantly shaking his arm. When the bracer and this little girl were shaken off, the ring emitting green light on his finger was taken off together with the bracer.

Hal bared his teeth, covering his bleeding arm. He looked at that princess bed. There was no little girl on it at all; the bulge in the quilt was just a doll stuffed inside. This was a trap from the beginning.

The moment he reacted to this, he suddenly discovered that the green light energy that was spreading into his body had disappeared. He turned his head and saw the detached Green Lantern ring draw a high parabola—

With a "ding-a-ling," the crisp sound of metal touching the floor rang out. Hal breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the ring wouldn't be broken.

He just wanted to walk over to pick up the ring, but found that the pitch-black muzzle appeared before his eyes again. Hal slowly raised his hands.

And at this moment, a childish hand slowly approached the floor, then picked up the ring. Dick, who had just been woken up, rubbed his eyes while looking at the ring in his hand.

"Hey, kid, put it down, that's not a toy..." Hal stretched out his hands to dissuade him. Dick, who had just been woken up, was sleepy. He hadn't even opened his eyes when a green light spread directly onto his body.

"Wait... what is this?" Dick asked vaguely.

Hal slapped his forehead and said: "No!"

"I seem to... seem to feel something... is this what I should do?" Dick muttered vaguely. Hal said as if he suddenly remembered something: "No! Don't teleport! This ability is very hard to control..."

With a "pop," Dick was slapped against the wall. ===== CHAPTER 418 =====

"I think... I think I felt something... Is this how it's done?" Dick mumbled incoherently. Hal, as if suddenly remembering something, said, "No! Don't teleport! This ability is very hard to control..."

With a "slap," Dick slammed into the wall.