Days as a Spiritual Mentor in American Comics

Chapter 5774 - 4797: Murderous Intent on a Rainy Night (Part 4)

Days as a Spiritual Mentor in American Comics

Chapter 5774 - 4797: Murderous Intent on a Rainy Night (Part 4)

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Chapter 5774: Chapter 4797: Murderous Intent on a Rainy Night (Part 4)

Arkham Batman now confirms that Rorschach’s mind is not well. They are here to play games, not to hold a conference.

And even if it were a conference, immigration issues have long since ceased to be discussed. All fifty states of America are unified; he is the sole master of this land, without any partisan rivalry. All Americans, regardless of race or color, have only one identity: American citizens. Immigration is no longer a problem.

Arkham Batman really doesn’t want to answer his question, but this madman is obviously relentless. Chasing Arkham Batman like this means he can’t carry out his own tasks. Whether it’s photographing Shiller or searching for clues, it all needs to be done quietly. With a loudspeaker broadcasting political commentary, even being Batman means death at Shiller’s hands.

He stopped after taking two steps outside, turned around to look at Rorschach, and said: "You seem to misunderstand my presidential identity. I wasn’t elected through a political party. Those topics and tactics used by parties to stir up public disputes mean nothing to me and are not part of my political views. I hope you can mature and understand that basic human survival rights outweigh everything else, okay?"

Arkham Batman’s words were quite subtle. He noticed Rorschach’s political inclination. People who start conversations with immigration topics can usually be imagined. In the comics, Rorschach had read certain extreme conservative newspapers, which included notoriously infamous white supremacist group details. Arkham Batman is merely reminding him that, at least with him, any reason that endangers life safety isn’t accepted, including racial discrimination.

But like many people whose mental state isn’t quite right, Rorschach’s personality can be described as determined, but actually, he’s more paranoid. What he decides won’t change; whether it’s his perceived justice or anything else.

He would argue endlessly with Doctor Manhattan over decisions he didn’t agree with. Assuming Doctor Manhattan was wrong, then he indeed resembles a steadfast justice fighter, which is why many people admire this character. However, he would also stubbornly adhere to incorrect views, such as seeing Joker, who slaughtered pregnant women, as a loyal-hearted good soldier and even idolizing him. No matter who says he’s wrong, Rorschach won’t acknowledge it.

"I must remind you, Mr. President. This is an extremely important issue, far more than this game. A whole nation rests on your shoulders; you must be responsible to those who love this country..."

Arkham Batman has already seen that Rorschach is very paranoid but not highly politically skilled, and he is quite biased. Reluctant to waste more time with him, he says: "If you’re not here to join the game, you can quit. But now I must complete my task; please stop bothering me."

After becoming President, Arkham Batman’s temperament has improved considerably. He has sorted out Congress numerous times, but he tries to use diplomacy over violence whenever possible. However, his politeness seems to be perceived by Rorschach as backing down out of guilt.

"You are the President. If you spend time on such games, how will you take care of your electorate? You must work to earn their trust, take their perspectives into account, such as on immigration..."

"Doctor Manhattan," Arkham Batman called out directly, "If you allowed him in to target me, then don’t blame me for being merciless later."

Rorschach’s voice instantly disappeared, seemingly silenced by Doctor Manhattan. And Arkham Batman’s agility was proven, vanishing out the side door in a flash. The night was dark and rainy, making visibility poor, leaving Rorschach without a chance to chase him.

Returning to the garden, Arkham Batman didn’t linger long. Although he is immune to most environmental effects and unafraid of ground skills, he felt with so many people in the castle, Shiller might have already entered.

He circled the garden to shake off Rorschach and head to the other side door, spotting Black Widow searching for clues before entering. Arkham Batman didn’t rush in; he stood by the window to observe. Suddenly, he saw a shadow appear behind the spiral staircase on the right, seemingly entering through the back door. It was Shiller.

Arkham Batman’s heart jumped to his throat, as Black Widow obviously hadn’t noticed Shiller’s arrival. She was still engaged in that jigsaw puzzle, trying to open the box in the living room to get clues. The puzzles in these castles have one feature: the calculations are extensive. Even Arkham Batman must spend a long time calculating, and others must focus thoroughly to solve them. Black Widow was just like that, unaware as Shiller neared 50 yards from her.

Arkham Batman took a deep breath, considering tapping the window to alert Black Widow. Although it might draw attention to himself, he felt confident he could escape.

Shiller got closer. Black Widow seemed to sense something was amiss, but Shiller was already within 30 yards. Crisis music played suddenly, a rapid violin sequence waking Black Widow from her calculations. She turned sharply, only to see the gleaming edge of a blade.

"Slash!"

"Ugh!"

With open eyes, Arkham Batman watched as the blade, at least 15 yards away, across four or five people, slashed Natasha’s back, causing blood to immediately flow profusely.

Natasha was pale but worthy of her title as agent ace, stubbornly holding back a scream, merely groaning before shooting the hook straight, jumping onto the chandelier above, then swinging through it, crashing through the nearest window, alongside shattered glass, landing in the mud outside.

Arkham Batman no longer cared about Shiller; he hurried over to assist Natasha. After landing a successful hit, Shiller gained some powerful positive status, and instantly, the melody echoed again near the two.

Arkham Batman suddenly turned and performed a "Cloak Dizziness," while Black Widow lifted her hand for a "Widow Sting." Though both skills seem like control moves, they’re actually different. Cloak Dizziness is a knockback plus stun; Widow Sting is a hard interrupt.

Shiller was forced back two steps at first, but his frontal state seemed to be immune or greatly reduced the time of dizziness, probably stiffened for less than half a second. However, the subsequent Widow Sting cleared his frontal state, and the two took the opportunity to slip out of Shiller’s sight.

"Are you okay?" Arkham Batman assisted Black Widow to squat down in a bush. Black Widow’s face was very pale.

"Aren’t you affected by the rain?" Black Widow asked in return.

"I’m immune to most environmental effects and ground skills," Arkham Batman explained.

"I’ve lost about half my blood and am still bleeding. I’m afraid I need to find something to stop the bleeding, or I might bleed to death."

Arkham Batman frowned deeply. There was actually a bleeding effect and environmental impact, so wouldn’t this mean one slash could kill a person?

But then he reconsidered and realized that was not right. If one slash could make a person bleed to death, there wouldn’t have been a need for Shiller to chase just now. After the first slash, it would have been unnecessary to apply a frontal state for pursuit.

"It shouldn’t bleed to death," Arkham Batman speculated, "It will stop bleeding after a while, or at least bleed a little. I’ll go find a medical kit for you."

"No need," Black Widow shook her head and said, "You go do your task, I can find it myself."

"But you’re not mobile," Arkham Batman said, "If you encounter him again, you’ll surely die."

"It shouldn’t happen. Since there’s a sequence number, it should be followed. He might spare me or trap me somewhere. Then you can come to rescue me."

Arkham Batman thought the same. You can attack without order, but killing should follow the order. So, even if he finds Black Widow again, he might just use some skills or trap her somewhere, but not take her life.

Whether to find the medical kit or wait to save Natasha, Arkham Batman quickly made a decision. He said, "I’ll take you to the wall. Stay there using your stealth skill, and the chance of him finding you is small. If I find a healing tool, I’ll come save you."

Black Widow frowned slightly, and Arkham Batman explained, "Didn’t you notice he’s blind?"

"What?"

"He has no vision, or his way of observing the world is different from ours. Unless you are very close or make him focus, he can only judge your general location. With stealth skill, he would be hard-pressed to pinpoint you."

Black Widow breathed a sigh of relief, she said, "Alright, if you find one bring it to me. But I still prefer to seal him as soon as possible."

Arkham Batman nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave; his time was precious. He had to find Spider Man first to give him the photo. The castle was too big, with some towers, and he didn’t know how many rounds he would have to go to get up there. Finding a window from the inside was unrealistic; only Spider Man could see all the windows from the outside.

Arkham Batman waited a while in the garden, then slipped into the back door, but didn’t proceed inside; instead, he hid by the back door. Not long after, he saw Shiller approaching.

He was clearly tracking someone, but it probably wasn’t Arkham Batman because Shiller kept looking up. It was most likely Spider Man.

Arkham Batman raised the camera but found that the camera needed to be used within 100 yards. This was already a rather dangerous distance, and Shiller would surely become aware of his presence.

But Arkham Batman remained calm. After adjusting his breath, he raised the camera aimed at Shiller, waiting slowly for him to walk within about 100 yards. With a click, the flash of the camera lit up brightly.

After confirming that Shiller’s figure was indeed captured in the camera, Arkham Batman shut the door, cutting off Shiller’s line of sight, then turned and ran.

He wasn’t sure if the door could block Shiller’s stalking skill, but he knew the door could physically slow Shiller down. Even if he spotted his back, opening the door would delay him by two seconds, which was enough time for Arkham Batman to escape.

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