Chapter 14 Please call me Moonlight Knight! (Ch 835925665)

Seeing Wayne’s unfriendly look, Dick coughed awkwardly a few times and immediately changed the subject: “Well, long time no see Wayne, what are you doing here, and your sword skills…”
“Oh, it’s become indifferent, Dick. You used to call me Uncle Wayne, but now that your uncle is down and out, you just call me Wayne!” Wayne sighed heavily, with a heartbroken expression on his face, as if their feelings were once so deep.
Dick was so upset that he complained, “I’m sure I’ve never called you uncle. I will never do that in the past or in the future!”
“You’re just bragging. You had a fight with Bruce and came to me for a drink. You even said you’d rather call me uncle than call Bruce ‘father’!”
“Well, you got me drunk and tried to trick me. Okay, you can’t take drunken words seriously!” Dick gritted his teeth. At that time, he had a conflict with Bruce and went out to find a place to vent his anger. He never expected to meet Wayne and was dragged by him to drink.
As Robin at the time, he boasted of his strong physique and had received special training, so a simple drinking contest was no problem at all – but then Wayne got him drunk until he became dizzy, took off his shirt, and jumped onto the stage, twisting his waist and shaking his hips.
Thinking about it now, he really wanted to stuff Wayne into Killer Croc’s asshole!
Wayne was particularly impressed by this, because when Bruce heard the news and rushed to pick up Dick, he happened to see his eldest son holding hands with a big black man and jumping on a small electric motor with his butt.
At that time, Bruce didn’t say anything. After throwing a handful of money to distract the people around him, he left alone with Dick on his back. The look he gave Wayne was more friendly than the look he gave the Joker.
So, that night Batman came to the door and took the original owner Wayne to Arkham to stay for a night before releasing him. Afterwards, the original owner was emo for a month or so, and didn’t even drink alcohol. It was not easy for him to recover.
“I understand. If you don’t want to call me uncle, then you must be willing to call Bruce ‘Dad’ or ‘Father’ or something like that!”
“Ah… this is a bad time, right?” Dick, who was always sunny and outgoing, hesitated at this moment and even scratched his head in embarrassment.
“Don’t tell me that Bruce raised you for so many years and you’ve never even called him ‘Dad’?” Looking at Dick’s embarrassed look, Wayne felt uncomfortable and itchy in his heart.
When he read comics and watched animated movies, he felt that Batman and Dick were extremely awkward. The old father had such a stubborn personality that he would not call his son “son” until the critical moment. Jason was a tsundere, and his personality was extreme after his resurrection, so it was understandable that he didn’t call his son “son”.
Tim also considers Bruce as a family member, but since he has both parents, it’s normal that he doesn’t call him father. Damian also feels awkward about it, but since he is Tim’s biological son, there’s nothing to say.
The key is this guy Dick. As the eldest son, he has been with Bruce the longest and has the most perfect personality, but unexpectedly he is the embarrassed one.
“…” Dick turned his head away with some shame. After his parents passed away, Bruce and Alfred became his family. He also regarded Bruce as his “father”, but he never said it as a son.
“Nightwing! Don’t let Wayne’s nonsense interfere with your thinking ability!” Batman’s cold voice came from the tactical headset, dragging Dick’s thoughts back to reality.
Dick shook his head to sober up, and said a little embarrassedly: “Sorry Batman, um, did you hear what I just said?”
“…During patrol time, I don’t pay attention to things that are not related to the safety of Gotham!” Bruce sat in front of the supercomputer in the Batcave, not knowing what he was thinking. Time was tight today, and he was forced to analyze intelligence and prepare follow-up countermeasures. For this reason, he did not go out on patrol, but asked Dick, who had returned home temporarily, to defend Gotham on his behalf.
When Dick reported the situation, Bruce didn’t care much at first, but when he found out that the person who caused the incident was Wayne, it was a different story. He deliberately did not tell Dick the other party’s identity, just to see what would happen.
Experience told him that Wayne was hiding something.
After waiting for a while, it turned out to be just as Bruce expected. Wayne had amazing swordsmanship skills, especially the last combination of leg and sword moves, which made the careless Dick suffer a loss.
Nightwing’s beating was not in vain, Batman felt that the trip was worth it.
So, Wayne’s position in Batman’s notebook moved up again, and Wayne was backstabbed…the anti-Wayne backstab plan was ready to be put on the agenda.
“Hey, nephew, who are you talking to secretly? I guess it’s that sinister zombie-faced guy in your family, right?” Wayne moved aside and looking at Dick’s expression, he guessed that it must be another bat peeping in secret.
“I should have used my full strength from the beginning. So, it turns out that you two already knew each other’s identities. So, were you pretending to be dumb and not talking in the beginning just to watch me get beaten?” Dick looked at Wayne with resentful eyes. Being used to getting hurt doesn’t mean he likes getting beaten for nothing.
As he spoke, Dick pulled out a prop from his belt, and a holographic projection of Batman appeared in front of the two.
Glancing around, he saw bodies cut in half all over the ground. The only survivor was the fainted leader of the buyers. Even though he knew they were all villains, Batman couldn’t help but frown and said, “Wayne, why are you killing people? What do you want to do?!”
Here it comes, here it comes. Wayne knew that Batman would definitely be nagging, so he deliberately didn’t want to coincide with him in time, in order to avoid that if they ran into each other, the other party would nag like an old mother.
Wayne rolled his eyes, turned around and suddenly said seriously: “I, Wayne Cross Elias, have a dream!”
“That means becoming Yangko… ahem, that means becoming a superhero. To be honest, I’ve even thought of a hero code name. The name is Deathstroke!”
Dick said speechlessly: “As far as I know, the name Deathstroke has been taken by Slade Wilson. Maybe if you pay him a copyright fee, he will be happy to rent the name to you.”
“Ah, so there’s a Deathstroke here. Uh… I mean the name Deathstroke sounds too unlucky. It totally doesn’t fit the short-lived characteristics of superheroes.” Wayne said he was just joking and he had already thought of a new code name.
“From now on, please call me Moon Knight Stephen Strange!” Wayne pretended to be low and deep, and those who didn’t know him would think he was Batman.
“…”
Dick and Bruce looked at Wayne as if he were an idiot. Not to mention that his costume didn’t match the moonlight at all, what superhero would announce his name when using a code name?
It’s still a pseudonym!
“Tsk, what a sense of humor.” Wayne curled his lips and continued, “As a doctor, it is my duty to cure diseases and save lives. I will remove the source of the disease, so no one will have to go to the operating table for it, right?”
“Besides, those criminals who fell into your hands were beaten half to death, and they spent their whole lives in prison while paralyzed. Isn’t this even more torturous? And Wonder Woman next door is also slashing people, why don’t you take care of her?”
Batman wanted to say something more, but he swallowed the words back. Through his contact and conversation with Wayne, he knew that the two had very different views. Besides, Wayne was not a member of the Bat Family after all, so there was no reason for him to force the principle of not killing on him.