"You should understand, Talia."

In a hotel room in a Swiss town, Merlin's fingers bounced back and forth on the table, and he said in a low tone:

"In such hatred, it doesn't matter whether I trust you or not. What's important is that no matter what explanation you make, you have to come up with evidence."

"evidence?"

Talia shook her head:

"I can't give you evidence unless you are willing to go back to Nandarbat with me and ask my father in person. You should know that my father has never lie in his life."

"The Demon's Head never uses lies as a weapon"

Merlin nodded and said softly:

"I have indeed heard of this. Then let's arrange it, Talia, we'd better leave now."

"The sooner this matter is resolved, the better."

"Now?"

Talia looked at Merlin with a weird look, and she said:

"You really want to go back to Nandalbat with us? You're not worried, we'll surround you and kill you?"

"Why should I worry?"

Merlin looked at Talia calmly and said:

"As long as your father has no problem with his mind, if his father is really as wise as the legendary one, he will not provoke a dangerous enemy."

"Although in this case, it's not good to provoke you."

Talia said in a cold tone:

"But you underestimate the Assassin Alliance too much. We still don't take it seriously as a black wizard."

"Black Wizard? Hoho."

Merlin shook his head, he stood up and said to Talia:

"Whatever you think, in short, take me to Nandarbat as fast as possible and arrange for me to meet your father. In the end, who taught you your provocation? It was so useless."

After saying that, Merlin picked up the books on the table and turned around and left the house.

He had received enough information and had nothing to say to Talia.

And the moment she walked out of the room, Merlin suddenly turned around and said to Damien who was lying on the bed:

"Don't pretend to be asleep, boy. Your breathing sound is in my ears, and it's no different from the thunder."

"Bang"

The door closed at this moment, and Demian, who was lying on the bed, sat up with a gurgle. He looked at his mother, then looked at the closed door, and he said to Talia:

"Mom, who is that person?"

Talia was also a little confused at this time, and the sequelae of the forgetting curse was still blessed with her. She sat on the chair weakly, waved to her son, and said:

“That’s an ‘old friend’ of mine.”

“He is in danger.”

Damien jumped out of bed and walked to his mother, and he said to Talia:

"I can feel that he is more dangerous than Bain."

"Yeah?"

Talia stroked her son's hair. She knew that her father had let Damien come into contact with the mysterious pool of Sarah's pool since she was a child. Not only was his strength comparable to that of an adult, but under the influence of the pool of water, his perception was far beyond ordinary people.

If Damian said that the dark wizard Colson was very dangerous, it means that Colson is indeed much stronger than eight years ago.

This made Talia a little discouraged.

Back then, Colson needed to join forces with her to barely deal with an Auror, but now, he has left Talia far behind.

"A deal has been reached, and he will not hurt us."

Talia said to her son:

"At least, Colson won't do stupid things until he arrives in South Dalbat. Demian, go and wash and we'll go now."

"Um"

Damien nodded and turned to walk into the bathroom while Talia sat in the chair, rubbing her forehead with her hands, thinking about other things.

She is a very smart woman, and she uses all kinds of power to transform into her own advantages.

Since it has been confirmed that the dark wizard Colson is a very powerful person, is there any way to make him use it for himself and at least establish a friendly relationship, so that he can use his power at critical moments.

The Assassin League has been quite unhappy in recent years. Before Gotham's failure, this ancient organization had already experienced a split. Thalia, who had been determined to become the leader of the Assassin League since childhood, must find a way to make his organization stronger again.

Perhaps, from the dark wizard Colson, she can find some hope.

Well, this idea is a bit risky, but it is indeed worth a try.

"Swoosh"

In a private plane from Switzerland to South Asia, Merlin sat on the sofa and was spending this boring time in meditation. After knowing the identities of Talia and Demian, Merlin did not intend to have much interaction with them.

It is hard to say whether his friend Bruce and his old acquaintance Talia have any feelings, but they do have children.

Although Damian's situation is a bit special, no matter what, it is all about the Wayne family's family affairs, and Merlin does not intend to intervene.

But his lack of intention to provoke this mother and son with complex backgrounds does not mean that they will not come to Merlin on their own initiative.

"Your name is Colson?"

Damian's voice interrupted Merlin's meditation. The latter opened his eyes and saw Damian, who had changed into a white suit, standing in front of him. The boy's hands were in his pockets, expressionless and looked harsh.

It has to be said that after combining the facial contours of Bruce and Talia, Demian has shown signs of becoming a handsome guy at such a young age.

The fusion of the excellent bloodlines of the Wayne family and the Lars El Goul family, coupled with the fact that they were trained by the Demons since childhood, has a long-term ascetic life, has added a different temperament to the child.

People who talk to him can easily ignore his age, as if they are not facing a minor, but a real peer.

Merlin looked at Damian's green eyes, and he did not answer Damian's question.

After a few seconds, he suddenly spoke:

"Will you have nightmares?"

"What's the meaning?"

Damien frowned, and the tone of speaking was always straightforward. The slightly indifferent child asked:

"Everyone has nightmares, but I think, what you are asking should not be this, so can you say it more clearly?"

"I mean, do you have nightmares after every touch with that kind of water that emits green light?"

Merlin asked again:

"Have you ever felt someone whispering to you, but no matter how you listen carefully, you can't understand the sound?"

"have."

Damien glanced at Merlin with complicated eyes and said in a low voice:

"When I was a child, every night I was taken into the pool by my grandfather, I would have insomnia and grew up. I should have adapted to the power contained in the pool water of the Sarah Pond. I rarely sleep and have fewer nightmares now. But I am curious, how did you know about this? I have never even told my mother about nightmares and whispers."

“It’s very simple.”

Merlin said:

"Because I've had that kind of experience, Damian."

He stretched out his finger and signaled Demian to grab his finger. The little boy was hesitant, but as Merlin's gaze, he still stretched out his hand and held Merlin's finger.

The next moment, the dark magic power from the Three Palace Demon in Merlin's body accelerated a little faster. Under the pull of the seeds of power in his body, Demian's body was as if struck by lightning. At the next moment, he felt weak, and his whole feet were soft and he was about to fall to the ground.

But at this moment, the strangely changing gravity put Demian in the air.

"What did you do?"

Damien's face was pale and covered her heart in pain. He was like a wolf cub who had snatched the most important thing, screaming:

"You took my power?"

"First of all, I didn't take it."

Merlin calmly said to Damian:

"I just sealed it and stopped it from eroding your body."

"Secondly, child, that's not your power. Your strength is just an illusion, just like showing off your power with someone else's things. If I were you, I would never take the initiative to contact it in my life."

"Give me my strength back!"

No matter how mature Demian is, he is just a child under 10 years old. After losing the power he thought was his innate and fell into a weakening that he had never experienced before, his first reaction was to get back the power he had been "stolen" from Merlin.

But without the magic in his body, Damian became very weak. He struggled like a kitten, and Merlin easily pressed it on his leg with one hand.

He looked at Demian, who was Bruce's child, and he had a real life friendship with Bruce, and he was also considered his junior.
To be continued...