amaotonovel Chapter 3639: Bat Night Banquet (Part )
Chapter 3639: Bat Night Banquet (Part )
Chapter 3639: Bat Night Banquet (Part )
The door hung with Christmas wreaths opened, and he walked quickly past the elm chairs with laurel stripes, stepped over the gift boxes piled under the Christmas tree, and squeezed through the crowd in academic robes. The waiter lowered the tray and placed two plates of cheese on both sides of the Mary candlestick. Schiller nodded at him, put down the fork in his hand, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"It sounds like the wind is favorable, Mr. Alfred. But considering the reaction of the three Baltic countries, it is destined not to be a peaceful Christmas holiday there."
"Who says it's not?" Alfred, who was sitting opposite Schiller, adjusted his napkin and said, "The night before I came back, I could hear the busy phone calls in the Kremlin at the airport. This Red Square parade touched a lot of people's nerves. If Oliver had gone, we would have seen him on the news this morning."
"Then he'd better not go. They'll definitely take him to sit in the front row with all the cameras in the country focused on him. The coverage will be overwhelming, almost overshadowing Jesus. He may not be happy with that."
"He wouldn't want to," Alfred said, cutting off a small piece of cheese. "In his opinion, this is not an honorable thing. Oliver is a person who can't enjoy victory. He always feels that he hasn't done enough."
"That was in the past. Ever since he left Mexico and never returned, he's learned to respect the fate of other people and other countries. If there's any regret, it's probably that he wasn't able to completely destroy the Penitent Cartel. But who knows, he might fight them again with Black Canary."
"Young people are like this, vigorous and never satisfied, dancing all night on the international stage. But I am old, and what I should worry about most is that Elsa secretly puts ice cubes in her milk in the morning."
"This is not a good habit. You should really remind this young lady. Even if her stomach is different from that of ordinary people, she shouldn't have such shocking eating habits."
Alfred laughed and said, "You know I can't do anything with that little devil. She stood in front of the refrigerator holding a cup, looking at you with her big wet eyes. Fortunately, I'm not a big shot, otherwise I might press the nuclear bomb button for her."
Schiller also laughed, took a sip of the wine in his glass and said, "When did Bruce and Selina leave? This morning? They should have reached Canada by now, right?"
"Yes. They waited until I came back from Moscow and gave me the Christmas presents before leaving. They should have arrived at the cabin by now. It's a pity that the three-day Christmas holiday is still a bit short, otherwise they might have gone to Montreal for fun."
“We should make good use of this hard-earned vacation. But for me, the best way to relax right now is this wine tasting. Before this, I never felt that I loved drinking so much.” Schiller took another sip of the wine in the glass.
Alfred glanced into the restaurant and said, "Who says it's not true? No one here seems to be drinking, but everyone has a rosy face and is jubilant. Is it the alcohol that stimulated the victory, or is it the victory that brought the alcohol?"
"Sounds like Shakespeare." Schiller also cut off a small piece of cheese, took the thyme powder from the side, looked at Alfred and asked, "What about you, sir? What are your plans for the Christmas holiday?"
"Oh, speaking of this..." Alfred wiped his mouth and said, "I have to ask you for a favor."
"what's up?"
"I have to go to the Doujie. I'm not like those guys who fly around in the sky all day long. I don't deal with these big guys who decide the fate of the world. I just clean some bottles and jars. I thought there would be no occasion for me to show my ability there. Now that there is a place where I can be used, I am worried about how to get there."
"Were you invited by Batman? Which Batman?"
"In fact, it was the Waynes. Professor, you have heard a little about the festival activities held in the fighting world, right?"
"I haven't been up there recently. Is Doujie also celebrating Christmas?"
"Yes. I heard that they celebrate holidays there according to the time of our universe, and it is the Christmas season recently. The Waynes want to hold a special Christmas party there and invite all the Batmen."
"What a big fuss." Schiller exclaimed, "To hold such a party, you really need a reliable butler. If you don't mind, I will send the invitation to Wayne Manor tonight."
"Thank you very much." Alfred smiled and said, "There is one more thing. After the banquet, the Waynes and some other Batmen may come to visit us. I would like to ask Brainiac to give us the building on the east side of Wayne Manor closest to the main building, and keep the rest as a diplomatic banquet hall for receiving guests from the fighting world. What do you think?"
"A very reasonable request." Schiller nodded and said, "We can't let those alien visitors to this place randomly distribute their first stop here, right? God knows how much trouble they will cause. I think Gotham and Metropolis are good, but the name of Luthor Manor will make some winged mammals nervous. Wayne Manor is more like their warm home. This suggestion makes sense."
"That's what I thought. Although Brainiac has determined that I can retire, even in the United States there is a tradition of rehiring. This way I can still manage Wayne Manor and, as a butler, I can righteously reject the unreasonable demands of the bad-tempered Little Shark..."
Schiller and Alfred laughed together. They ate some cheese, dried fruit, and some air-dried sausages. Alfred drank most of a bottle of ice wine, while Schiller preferred dry red wine. By the end of the wine tasting, everyone was a little drunk.
When Alfred arrived home, Elsa, who was wrapped up in a round shape, rushed over first. Alfred quickly pushed her away from him, smiled and said, "Miss, I've had some wine, don't choke you. Go back quickly."
“There’s a letter in the mailbox!” Elsa cries. “I didn’t see the postman, just a thump. I thought it might be a magic letter. I wonder what it is, but I didn’t peek!”
"Good girl. But it's not a magic letter, it's an invitation letter inviting me to enter the fighting world." Alfred took Aisha to the mailbox and took out a beautifully sealed invitation letter from it.
"Are you going to the fighting world?" Aisha asked, looking up.
"Yes. Your grandparents are having a big Christmas party. No, you can't go, it's full of Batmen. Do you want to be mobbed by them?"
Elsa immediately showed a lack of interest and mumbled a few words in French. Alfred patted her head and said, "I will send you to Mr. Ron's house to spend the Christmas holidays with his little daughter. You must behave politely, okay?"
"You mean I can play with Betty? That's great! I also want to ask Billy to come along. He may be a little clumsy, but he's very strong. We want to go skiing together at the ski resort in the suburbs!"
"I'll tell Mr. Ron." Alfred pushed open the door of the manor and said, "If you want to ski, you must wear protective gear... No, I'm not worried about your broken bones. I'm more worried about the safety of other people in the ski resort when you shoot out like a rocket."
After telling Elsa a bedtime story, Alfred tucked her in, walked over to unplug the Christmas tree lights, turned off the table lamp in front of the window, and went downstairs to call Ron.
"Yes sir, I'll take her there tomorrow morning. Really? Are you passing by here? That's great. Aisha said she wanted to pick up Billy and go skiing together at the ski resort in the suburbs. I'll prepare protective gear for them, and maybe you can bring them some food or something. But you must keep an eye on them. Yes, not just their safety, but mainly the safety of other people on the ski resort. No one is not afraid of the full-speed rocket..."
After hanging up the phone, Alfred went to pack up, stuffed all the useful things into Elsa's pink box, and then put the two gift boxes prepared in advance for exchanging Christmas gifts into his handbag.
It was another snowy night, but it was sunny in the morning and the temperature rose. When Ron, with ice on his hair, walked into Wayne Manor, Elsa rushed out like a rocket and bumped into his chest.
"Oh my goodness, you have to be careful, miss! The snow hasn't completely melted yet." Although Ron warned her, he was grinning from ear to ear. He rubbed Elsa's head vigorously and said, "Betty was so excited last night when she heard you were coming that she stayed up two hours later. But she has never skied before, so you have to teach her well."
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it!” Elsa patted her chest, then pretended to be worried and said, “And Billy, he definitely won’t be able to do it either. My task is really daunting.”
"Good morning, Mr. Ron. How's the neighborhood patrol going?"
"There's really not much to patrol." Ron walked up to Alfred and hugged him. "I haven't heard of any crime in more than two months. The most dangerous situation I encountered was someone stealing Christmas trees, and two ordinary police officers caught the gang."
"Good for the kids, right?"
"That's great news. I didn't like Brainiac at first, but ever since he taught those boys a lesson for playing a prank on Betty, I've become a big fan of his."
There was a slight sound from the iron gate of the front yard, and a very tall figure walked in, followed by several other young men.
"Good morning, Alfred."
"Good morning, Jason. Are you guys helping shovel snow again?"
"Yes. The little rascals are too busy." Jason was steaming, and he quickly pulled off his scarf and said, "Community work is really difficult. An ambulance was buried in the snow, and we dug it out all morning. The person who parked the car should be arrested!"
Alfred exchanged a few more pleasantries with Ron, then carried Elsa and the suitcase to Ron's police car, and then entered the manor with Jason.
"I'm going to Doujie to help Mr. and Mrs. Wayne organize a banquet. Do you have any plans for the Christmas holiday?"
"I'm not planning on applying for graduate school this year. Brainiac arranged a job for me at the Gotham Library, and I plan to go there to get familiar with the job while there are fewer people during Christmas."
"Wouldn't that be too hard?"
Jason sat down on the sofa and said, "I was a little bit upset at first, but seeing Dick and Tim so busy, I feel relieved, haha."
"Dick led the troupe to Finland. Hasn't he returned yet?"
"No. He'll probably spend this Christmas in Santa's hometown. All the sewage pipes of Drake's chemical plant have to be rearranged, and Tim will spend the entire Christmas Eve on the street. I can't complain."
"Okay. I'm going to get ready to go. Look at me now. Do I look like a professional butler?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Alfred. Even if you were wearing Tim's ridiculous dinosaur pajamas, you would still be the most professional butler in the world!"