Chapter 966: The Butler Is Dispatched! (Part 2)

"Miss Zatanna, please tell me the whole story. You don't have to explain those obscure terms, because I can understand them all. You just need to tell me the cause, process and result of this matter." Alfred looked at Zatanna and said.

Zatanna opened her mouth. She felt something was wrong. She looked at Alfred again, but did not find any trace of magic on him. Looking at her puzzled expression, Alfred explained:

"Mr. Wayne was very obsessed with occultism for a period of time. As his butler, I need to help him organize the information he wants to investigate. From there, I have gained a lot of knowledge."

"But... this is impossible. Bruce doesn't know much about occultism. It is almost impossible to find real occult knowledge in the society of ordinary people." Zatanna subconsciously refuted.

"Yes, but the butler of the Pennyworth family always has to deal with the employer's interest in magic. How to distinguish whether a magician is a crappy liar is a compulsory course for the butler of the Pennyworth family."

Zatanna opened her mouth again, and she found that she could not refute, because she had been employed by some wealthy or mysterious families before, and it was not the employers who dealt with these things, but their butlers.

This phenomenon was particularly common in medieval Europe. As a hereditary butler family that once served the royal family, the Pennyworth family's understanding of the mystical world is probably much better than some young magicians.

"Well, if that's the case, then this matter is easier to explain." Zatanna took a few deep breaths, put aside extra thoughts, and then began to tell the story from the beginning.

Alfred listened to all of Zatanna's stories patiently as he said, without interrupting her. When Zatanna finished, he looked at Zatanna and asked:

"Ms. Zatara, according to you, Bruce and Schiller's souls are now in hell, right?"

Zatanna nodded, and Alfred sighed and said, "So, what kind of help do you want from me?"

Zatanna frowned and said, "I contacted a relative in my family who had been to hell. He left a beacon in hell, which allowed me to use teleportation to go to hell."

"I said before that most people go to hell by going to the edge of hell through the spirit world, and then going all the way to hell from the edge of hell."

"But if you do this, it will be the soul that goes to hell, and humans in the soul state are very fragile, and many magics cannot be cast. Once they encounter demons, they are likely to be torn apart by them."

"Like the human world, the situation in hell is also very complicated. Since the Lord of Hell left hell, the heroes of hell have been divided. If you go to hell in the form of souls, If you go there, you will definitely become a snack for the devil. Even the most powerful magician dare not be so arrogant. "

"So, I need to use the beacon to let my body enter hell, so that I can ensure that I can exert my full strength. "

"But, in hell, you can't use the spiritual vision. I need to use the medium to track the whereabouts of the soul. "Zatanna sighed and said, "If I want to find Bruce and Schiller in hell, I must get one of their items to track the breath of their souls. "

Alfred nodded and said, "But, Miss Zatara, you should also know that as a qualified housekeeper, I can't give the master's personal belongings to others at will. "

"I know that you have a good relationship with the master, but that is a thing of the past after all. Now, Mr. Wayne already has his own family and children. If I give you his personal belongings at will, it may bring unnecessary trouble to his future interpersonal communication. "

"But I...wait, family and children? Is Bruce married?" Zatanna asked in surprise.

"No, not yet, but he already has two children. Oh, by the way, Miss Aisha should be awake now. Merkel, please bring her here. She hasn't taken the vitamin tablets prescribed by the doctor yet."

Merkel nodded and went upstairs. After a while, he brought a little girl. The first time Zatanna saw Aisha, she was sure that she must be Bruce's daughter, because they looked so much alike.

"Oh my God!" Zatanna exclaimed, then she stood there for a long time, and finally said with some melancholy: "I didn't expect that after so many years, he has become a father."

Alfred held Aisha and fed her vitamin tablets, and then asked Merkel to take Aisha upstairs to play. He looked at Zatanna and said:

"I want to bring Mr. Wayne back more than you do, but I am just an old butler and can't do this. The only thing I can do is to abide by the butler's code and protect this place for Mr. Wayne."

Just as Zatanna was about to speak, Alfred continued: "But I have also seen Mr. Zatara's ability. I think you are reliable and trustworthy magicians, but this matter cannot be underestimated. You must tell me the complete process and show me your ability to go to hell."

Alfred's tone was always patient, which made Zatanna feel guilty. She hurriedly explained:

"It's like this. There are two hell beacons in a group. One of them is buried in the soil of hell. The place where the beacon is placed must be safe."

"I hold the other beacon. I can open a portal and land directly at the location of the hell beacon. After landing, I will activate the magic personal items. It will show the direction of the soul breath. As long as I follow this direction, I can find them, and as long as I bring them back to the place where the portal is, I can save them."

Zatanna described the process as detailed as possible, but Alfred was still a little confused. He said: "Ms. Zatara, it's not that I don't trust you, but hell sounds like a very dangerous place. Even if you want to save people, I don't want you to take such a big risk."

Zatanna bowed her head and said with a little touch: "Thank you, but don't worry about me. Although I haven't been to hell, I have dealt with many demons from hell. They are not completely helpless. Weakness. "

"Hell is not as many people imagine, full of magma and very hot. Not all the people living there are goat hooves with flaming bodies. There are many kinds of demons, such as shadows, lonely souls, lava demons, upper demons, hounds, sali demons, etc. "

"In general, most incorporeal demons are afraid of fire, just like human souls are afraid of burning flames. They like darkness and coldness, and hate heat and burning. Therefore, it is better to use talismans to ignite and disperse them. "

"Entity demons like lava demons are not afraid of fire, and even like to bathe in magma, but they will fall apart if they are hit by huge power. At the same time, binding them with magic circles is also a good solution. "

"As for high-level demons, even lord demons, their power is unimaginable to humans, so there is no way to fight them with force, and we can only negotiate with them. "

"Fortunately, their intelligence is very high, and they are very willing to reach a contract with humans. As long as you pay some price, they will let you pass. "

"Pay a price?" Alfred asked.

"Yes, if you want them to help rescue someone, it may cost a lot, but if you just borrow it, they will ask for a high price, but as long as you stick to the bottom line and never give up, you won't have to pay too much in the end."

Alfred nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Well, Miss Zatanna, I can give you Mr. Wayne's personal belongings, but you must cast magic in front of me, summon a portal, and then go in, so that you can ensure that you don't lose this item outside and cause unnecessary disputes."

"It just so happens that Merkel is Mr. Rodriguez's butler, and he also has Mr. Rodriguez's belongings, so you don't have to go to the manor over there again."

"Of course, I can swear that I will never tell anyone what happened today. You should believe the oath of the Pennyworth family. We have always been known for our good reputation."

Zatanna hesitated for a moment, then said, "No, I'm not worried about leaks. Throughout the ages, too many people have seen magic, but as long as they can't provide evidence, it's just a legend."

"But where do I cast the spell?" Zatanna looked at the luxurious hall of Wayne Manor and said, "The portal to hell is a large portal, and it may cause a lot of noise. It can't be here, right?"

"It doesn't matter. We can go to the garden at the back. Anyway, the broccoli disaster has destroyed the entire garden, and it has to be rebuilt. It will be safer if you cast the spell there."

Zatanna thought about it and nodded. She felt that what Alfred said made sense. After all, she hadn't decided where to cast the spell. If she was interrupted during the casting, she would be injured. Wayne Manor was safe and quiet, and there were people watching over it. It was indeed a good choice.

So, Zatanna came to the back garden and began to arrange the magic array of the portal with basic materials, while Alfred returned to the building of the manor to get things for her.

After a while, the magic circle was set up and just waiting to be activated. Alfred brought a cape, the kind that hung on the back of the bat suit, and Merkel brought a pen. When Schiller was in the manor, he had been using this pen to write medical records.

Zatanna's fingertips lit up, and she lightly tapped the two objects. The two objects floated into the air, then fell down, and began to emit a faint glow.

Then, she activated the portal, and a huge blood-red vortex appeared in the center of the Wayne Manor garden. Zatanna, holding the enchanted item, took a deep breath and whispered to herself:

"Okay, so far, it's going well. This isn't difficult, right? Everything depends on you, Zatanna..." She felt a little nervous, and her heart was pounding.

Zatanna was busy cheering herself up, so she didn't notice that Alfred was gradually walking towards him. When she felt a dark shadow approaching her from behind, she suddenly realized it and turned back.

"Bang!!!!"

The pain in the back of her head and the severe dizziness came together. Before Zatanna's vision became dark, she only saw Alfred's indifferent expression.

Alfred threw the bloody gardening shovel aside, then adjusted his gloves and said to Merkel: "Take this young and rude lady to rest upstairs."

Merkel swallowed his saliva standing in place, and Alfred looked at him expressionlessly and said:

"I said, Gotham's butler does not welcome any visitor who does not send a visiting card or bring a gift."

After that, he glanced at Zatanna who was lying on the ground, and said in an especially indifferent voice:

"Especially when she brought bad news."

After that, he turned his head and looked at the portal. The blood-colored vortex exuded an ominous breath. Just looking at it, people felt two tremors and instantly thought of all kinds of terrifying monsters.

But unfortunately, the butler who managed this manor was least afraid of monsters.

Hell: Don’t come over here!