"More importantly, I know how to weigh the relationship between me and Iron Man. I donate a sum of money to a charity fund, which may be more useful to the world than if I wear armor to go out to do justice."

"So at least at this stage, in the current world, I think Tony Stark's existence is more important than Iron Man, and at this stage, becoming a hero is just a pleasure for me, and not a necessary lifestyle."

Stark said to Merlin with a calm expression:

"Potz and Hapi, they have been guilty of me once, and I have my family property. I can't leave all this behind for my own pleasure."

"Maybe I'm not reliable to you, but to be honest, my sense of responsibility may not be weaker than you. Of course, you are more philanthropic than me."

"Okay, I can understand."

Merlin nodded, he clicked the document and said to Tony:

"So, it seems that you do need a longer time to think about it. Let's do this, I will first assign you to the reserve service? There is no need to participate in the action, and occasionally ask for a meeting or something."

"Huh? Is there any option?"

Tony stood up and squeezed his eyes at Merlin, saying:

"Okay, it's always good to give yourself an extra choice. Maybe what if I fall in love with being a hero one day? Well, I'm going to see a doctor with Potz. Goodbye, Merlin."

"Tony..."

Merlin looked up at him:

"You probably haven't read this document carefully, and the Avengers Reserve must also be trained..."

"I can't throw a killer with no combat experience into the battlefield rashly. And if you want to better protect the people around you and better manipulate your armor, then I suggest you better be strict with yourself."

"Next Saturday, Nevada Agent Training Base...I will find someone to train you, don't be late!"

“Balabala”

Tony Stark made a strange sound and waved at Merlin without looking back. After a while, the sound of a sports car sounded outside the door.

Merlin watched Tony leave, and he put away the documents with some regret. He said to Laura, who was leaning in his arms and playing games:

"You stay at home obediently, I'll go out and come back later."

At this time, in an unfinished building in Gotham City, a guy with colorful faces, wearing a sloppy purple suit, green hair, and screaming from time to time was waving a steel stick and beating Batman, who was covered in fishing nets.

The latter protected his body with his arms and was beaten very badly, but he didn't say a word and was waiting for the opportunity to fight back.

"Come on! Hit me! Hit me to death!"

The lunatic guy screamed and roared:

"Break your damn rules! You don't even dare to kill people, how can you protect your damn city! Come on! Hit me!"

Bruce did not answer, he remained silent.

And when the crazy guy took out his dagger, he suddenly broke free from the fishing net and prepared to fight back.

At this moment, a flash of light appeared beside Bruce, and the guy waving the dagger rushed over with a grim smile, but was kicked on his hideous face by the sudden appearance of the shoe.

The kick was very heavy, but he controlled his strength and knocked the guy out, but he didn't kill him.

"Bang"

The clown fell to the ground and splashed dust.

Merlin moved his feet, and he turned around to hold the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Bruce, who was injured in his waist, frowned and said:

"Are you dancing with him just now? Also, what are you doing? You're so embarrassed?"

"There are two ships outside the city..."

Bruce covered his wound and said, gritting his teeth:

"The madman was loaded with explosives on the ship. The detonators of each ship were in the hands of the other ship, and they were about to explode... Help me!"

Merlin's expression changed slightly, and his figure disappeared the next moment. After 10 seconds, he returned to Bruce and threw two piles of dismantled explosives on the ground.

He patted the dust in his hand, and he looked at the clown who was unable to rise from a distance, and he said:

"He is the clown who has been in trouble for you a few years ago? It seems that your new friend is really crazy. He also has insight into people's hearts and makes bad jokes. Tsk, it's really hard to deal with."

"He is the most terrifying monster that has been bred in Gotham's darkness...but not all."

Bruce sat on the edge of the unfinished building with his wounds covered. He sighed tiredly. Merlin squatted in front of him and used magic to help him deal with the wound. Faced with Bruce's problem, Merlin shook his head and said:

"Why don't I care about your game in Gotham City, I'm here just here to ask for answers."

“About my invitation…”
Chapter completed!