My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Zatanna is a great magician, as anyone who has seen her perform will say so.

But what she is more passionate about is the strange and mysterious magic.

Zatanna knew how beautiful magic could be, and her father made sure of it from an early age.

Even in the middle of training, if he caught the joy of creativity missing from her eyes, he'd blink and whisper ironic spells, causing the stage to burst into neon butterflies.

Zatanna understood from a young age that magic can be dangerous, but it is the untapped creative potential of the universe.

It is beautiful, terrifying, and psychedelic all at once, and without it the universe would be a cold, dead place, devoid of miracles.

So it needed to be guarded, so for years she spent every waking moment training for this role.

After magic is destroyed, everything returns to chaos. Omega destroys the foundation of the entire magic. After the passage connecting the origin wall, or other things are destroyed, magic can no longer be used.

Zatanna's irony magic also fell into chaos, and she couldn't use irony magic, because the dire consequences were beyond her ability to bear.

Now her only weapons are wit and will, nothing else.

But she never gave up the fight against Omega, even if she couldn't use her irony magic.

But now, in a secret room in the Flaming Plains, she and Erik had met in an unexpected way.

"So... you killed those people?"

Eric did not act rashly, and after stopping Emiko from moving, he asked Zatanna quietly.

"...find the truth, find the only murderer, and then deliver justice. This is the justice presided over by decent superheroes. I killed it or I didn't kill it. Those answers are important to you Is it Batman?"

Zatanna took a deep breath of the cigarette, "I once heard Baron Winters tell your story, he spoke highly of you, Batman from outside the land, the night knight who defeated the Shadow Knight, it sounds like you A good man, more like a good man than a bat in Gotham. But a good man is easily blinded by things and can't see the truth."

"You mean you didn't kill those people?"

Eric ignored Zatana's twists and turns,

asked directly.

"I didn't say that, but..."

"Their deaths do have something to do with me."

Zatanna seemed to mean something.

"You thought I would believe what you said, a magician woman who came out of nowhere."

Emiko will not believe what Zatana said, "If you want to fool people who don't know the truth with your clumsy magic effects on the stage to fool others, then I must say, you are wrong!"

Emiko's movements are quick, draw the bow and arrow!

Whoosh!

An arrow pierced the darkness and shot at Zatanna.

As if a stream of light pierced through the darkness, it quickly shot towards the magician standing on the other side.

Eric did not stop Emiko's move.

In fact, it was too late to stop it, but he believed in Zatanna's strength, and believed that this ironic magician who was proficient in magic could easily dodge the arrow.

However, the result was beyond Eric's expectation.

The moment Emiko shot the arrow, Zatanna dodged to the other side with agility.

Although the speed is very fast, it still cannot be completely dodged.

The arrow grazed Zatanna's calf.

Pooh!

A piece of flesh was chipped off Zatanna's right calf.

"Hmm...!"

Zatanna let out a scream.

Staggered to one side.

Even though Zatana was injured by Emiko at the moment of the fight, she did not fall to the ground and admit defeat.

With his backhand, he took out a deck of playing cards from nowhere and charged at Emiko.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh

The playing cards flew all over the sky, turned into black and white spirits, and shot at Emiko.

If it was one or a few poker cards, Emiko could easily dodge them, but each of dozens of poker cards turned into sharp arrows that took people's lives. Such a dense and rapid attack was something that Emiko could not easily deal with.

She had to dodge quickly sideways to avoid the attack of playing cards all over the sky.

Even so, some of the playing cards that seemed to have eyes were spinning and flying towards Emiko with a sound of piercing the air.

Seeing that she was about to be injured by flying cards.

At the critical moment, Eric blocked the flying cards.

The cloak was thrown out, and it tilted an angle to attack the flying cards.

Boom! Boom! Bang

Poker cards with powerful and destructive power were blown away by Eric's cloak.

All scattered on the ground.

"Although I am in favor of using violence to solve some difficult problems, this is obviously not an appropriate time, Miss Zatanna."

Eric shook his cloak and said to Zatanna who was panting slightly.

"I have no intention of provoking disputes, but I will not remain indifferent to the provocations that occur. No magician will be attacked like this and not fight back."

Although Zatana was talking to Eric, she kept looking at Emiko.

If Erik wasn't there, she would definitely attack Emiko again.

Because tit for tat is the principle she has always adhered to.

"If you saw a man standing in front of a pile of dead bodies, you would also assume he was a murderer."

Eric stops the aggrieved Emiko from moving.

"I apologize on behalf of Emiko, Miss Zatanna. I hope we can talk about some things peacefully instead of fighting when we come up. This is not in line with our original intention, is it?"

Eric tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

Zatana stared at Eric for a while, then glared at the aggrieved Emiko, and nodded slightly after a while.

"You have to keep an eye on the lady next to you, she doesn't seem to listen to you very much."

Zatana said to Eric meaningfully.

"you......"

Emiko was about to refute her, but was stopped by Eric.

"I am the leader here, and I can represent them. Miss Zatanna, I think we can have a good talk."

Eric took a step towards Zatana and said calmly.

 …

Even though they were reluctant, Emiko, Tal and Di, and a dozen soldiers had to leave the somewhat eerie room and hand over this secret space to Eric and Zatanna.

Zatanna's leg was bleeding, and although she barely covered it with her hand, the blood continued to flow from between her fingers.

Eric took out the trauma treatment spray from the laboratory research that was not much in his belt, squatted down, and sprayed it on Zatana's long legs.

"Hey... what are you doing?"

She was a little surprised at what Eric was doing when he squatted down, but she didn't expect this bastard to spray directly on her thigh.