Marvel : Master of Role-Playing

"Joker, surrender now! The police have been notified, and this place will be surrounded shortly." Sarah said sharply to Reid.

However, the handkerchief tightly covering her mouth and nose, along with her furrowed brow, made it clear that she was in no position of strength.

'Gordon, please hurry…'

Today was Sarah's day off, so she wasn't carrying any weapons. She had originally planned to have a date with Gordon at this fancy restaurant, but the sudden appearance of the Joker's gang and their chaos had forced Gordon to work overtime.

Sarah understood her husband well, as she, too, valued justice deeply.

But now that the Joker had shown up, she desperately hoped that Gordon could put down his work and come here immediately.

Though she was committed to justice, she wasn't naive. She knew that, alone, she didn't have the ability to handle the Joker. All she could do was help evacuate the civilians.

Although she hadn't witnessed it firsthand, based on the police department's investigation into the Joker so far, she knew enough.

This madman, despite his frail appearance, could unleash strength and combat skills beyond that of an average person. Even without the influence of laughing gas, she knew she was no match for him.

The restaurant's guests, though affected by the laughing gas and laughing uncontrollably, still had the ability to think. When they saw someone standing up to the Joker, they felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They scrambled, rolling and running out of the restaurant as quickly as they could.

Reid didn't stop the actions of the people around him because, at this moment, he was thinking about something else.

He wasn't concerned about Earle escaping. From the very beginning, he hadn't planned to kill him here.

As Earle had predicted, if Reid killed someone in a restaurant owned by the Wayne family, it would certainly lower Alfred's role-playing score.

Although Reid didn't see the role-playing score as something particularly valuable, completing the character's mission was what mattered most to him.

However, if the Wayne family's business were affected, it would also harm Reid himself.

He wasn't worried about Earle dying. What he was focused on now was how to deal with the female cop in front of him.

Reid knew that the woman before him was someone filled with a strong sense of justice, and she backed it up with action. Broadly speaking, she was what one would call a "good person."

But whether she was a good person or not had no impact on Reid. In this dangerous world, it didn't matter if someone was good or evil. What mattered was whether they were useful to him.

For now, Reid was considering whether he should follow the course of the comics and, as the Joker, kill Sarah, allowing Gotham City to continue descending into darkness.

He hadn't forgotten for a moment that the Joker's character mission was to "subvert this world."

Reid had always had a feeling that, from the moment he allowed the Joker's soul to be born from Alfred's card, his future actions would likely be tied to the Joker in some way.

The Joker's character might be the key to everything.

So, when it came to Sarah, a character connected to the Joker, Reid didn't want to let her go just because of a fleeting moment of mercy.

However, Sarah saw Reid's momentary distraction as an opportunity. She wouldn't let it slip by. With a quick twist of her body, she aimed another leg sweep at him.

The pointed toe of her high heel shot straight toward Reid's temple.

Clearly, Sarah wasn't holding back. If the kick landed, and if there was no Dionesium within the Joker's body, even if he didn't die—he'd be paralyzed for life.

Reid finally reacted, slightly tilting his head. He still caught the edge of her kick, which struck his neck. He was sent flying, crashing through several tables.

"Damn it…"

At this moment, a surge of anger rose within Reid.

He wasn't unfamiliar with pain. In order to better embody the Joker and portray his madness, Reid had willingly endured injury on numerous occasions. He had taken a beating when meeting Solomon, and while trying to subdue Killer Croc, he had even lost a hand.

But all these injuries had been part of Reid's plan. He had chosen to hurt himself.

This time, however, he had been distracted—and this time, he had truly been hit. For the first time in a long while, he was injured without any preparation.

Reid reached up and touched his cheek, feeling the sting where the pointed toe of Sarah's high heel had pierced his skin. Blood streamed down his face, but thanks to the influence of the Dionesium, the wound was already healing rapidly.

It wasn't serious. No bones were broken, and there was no concussion.

But when he looked up again, his eyes locked onto Sarah's, burning with fury.

"What...?"

Sarah, who had intended to take down the Joker once and for all, froze at the intensity of the look in Reid's eyes. Her foot seemed to lose all control, coming to an abrupt halt as she stood motionless.

The police reports described the Joker as a madman—one who wouldn't be angered by pain or humiliation. He only cared about whether the final outcome aligned with his desires.

The angry Joker—this was the first time Sarah had encountered him like this.

But soon, Sarah steadied herself. However, in the process, she also lost the best opportunity for a follow-up attack.

"Forget it... doesn't matter. Since it's possible, then let's do it." Reid muttered to himself.

It was hard to tell if it was the anger from the unexpected turn of events that had thrown him off balance, or if it was simply because he had already made a decision.

In any case, Reid had made up his mind.

He didn't know what consequences sparing Sarah would bring, but he did know what killing her would cause.

Gordon would lose everything he cherished, and it would only strengthen his resolve to fight against crime. This more single-minded version of Gordon would be easier to control than the family-loving Gordon. Plus, once Batman's card was drawn, Reid could make use of Gordon's power.

As long as he could stabilize Wayne Enterprises, everything in Gotham could eventually fall under his control.

If both the Joker and Batman were his to command, controlling Gotham wouldn't be that difficult. There were things Batman couldn't do, but the Joker could do them freely.

Moreover, the Batman, played by Reid, had no moral boundaries. If necessary, a killing spree was certainly not off the table.

"Don't come any closer!"

The Joker's presence made Sarah feel the danger more keenly. As Reid approached step by step, Sarah took a step back, her heart praying that Gordon would arrive in time.

"My beautiful lady, I'm sorry, but I've decided to make you a gift for one of my acquaintances."

Once the decision was made, Reid no longer held on to his anger, his face transforming into the Joker's signature manic grin.

"I told you! Stay away from me!"

Sarah frantically searched the area and grabbed a table knife from a nearby table. Without hesitation, she lunged toward Reid, aiming the weapon at the Joker's heart.

Boom!!

But before Sarah could land her blow, it was Reid's fist that found its target first.

He struck her in the abdomen with full force. The impact forced Sarah to take a deep breath, and that was when the laughing gas that had already entered her system took full effect.

"Hahaha... cough cough... Hahahaha!!!"

Unable to control her body, the combination of Reid's punch and the laughing gas quickly drained Sarah of all her strength. She collapsed to her knees, clutching her stomach in pain while uncontrollable, shrill laughter poured out of her.

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