Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

"Fuck, Butcher! Stop!"

Their fight had spread to Becca's house, and Homelander quickly stopped them.

"We can talk, there's no need to do it this way."

Butcher felt like he was being cuckolded; he couldn't listen to anything else and roared angrily:

"You ruined my family, ruined my life, ruined everything!"

"You even got my wife to have a child for you!!!"

"You still want to talk to me?!"

"Fuck you!"

"bump!"

With a punch of extreme rage, Homelander was sent flying, crashing into the small house behind him.

Homelander stood up amidst the ruins, looking at the furniture scattered all over the ground.

They also saw the terror in Becca and Ryan's eyes in the distance.

He realized that their arrival had destroyed the warmth and peace of this little home.

This can't go on any longer...

"Fuck! I've had enough! I told you, there are children here!"

Homelander's eyes began to glow red, and his heat gaze shot out, sending the pursuing Butcher flying back.

Then he rushed towards the other person, grabbed Butcher around the waist, and leaped into the air.

In the air,

Once he was grabbed, Butcher immediately clenched his fists and punched Homelander in the lower back with all his might.

"Click!"

"Damn it! My back..."

Homelander felt his ribs break, and the next moment, he was forced to release Butcher, and the two of them tumbled and fell from the sky.

"Boom boom..."

Two thuds sounded as they fell simultaneously into a grove of trees.

"Cough..." A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the Patriot's mouth; that blow had broken one of his ribs.

Fortunately, the battlefield has been moved.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Homelander aimed at where his opponent had fallen and lunged forward again.

Not to be outdone, Butcher launched an attack.

In the jungle, the two engaged in the most primitive and wild fight, completely abandoning their defenses.

Every punch landed squarely, with the intent to beat the opponent into submission.

boom! boom! boom!

The speed at which both sides threw punches created afterimages, and shockwaves blew the leaves off the surrounding trees.

The lush trees, if touched even slightly by them, would instantly turn into a shower of wood chips.

"Bang!"

Homelander seized the opportunity, trading injury for injury, and took a powerful elbow strike from Butcher.

Then he unleashed a powerful palm strike, hitting the opponent's neck, causing Butcher's eyes to roll back and he to faint.

Won!

"Damn, this guy is insane."

Boucher, who had fallen to the ground, was seriously injured, covered in bruises and blood.

Many parts of his body suffered fractures, and some even collapsed.

Even so, Butcher continued to fight him head-on, relying on sheer willpower.

Patriot was also in bad shape; he suffered a severe blow to the back, breaking several ribs and bleeding profusely.

Blood was everywhere in his mouth, ears, nose, and throat, and he felt dizzy...

A murderous intent suddenly ignited in the hearts of the people of the motherland: to kill this man would make him a mad dog.

A flash of red light appeared in Homelander's eyes, but the righteous beast within him suppressed the murderous intent.

Forget it, he already felt bad enough towards this guy, and then he gave him such a big hat.

To take his life would make me utterly inhuman...

Homelander, dragging the other's leg, staggered toward the safe house.

Tsk, the other side beat me up pretty badly too; now I can't even fly.

……

That evening, Butcher woke up by the dining table, wrapped in layers of gauze.

"Boucher, you're awake? Perfect timing, dinner's almost ready."

"Becca?"

At that moment, Becca was cooking, and the two of them were alone in the cottage, creating a particularly warm and cozy atmosphere.

Boucher was a little dazed from the beating, and his mind went blank.

She began, "Becca, I just had a really long dream. I dreamt that you disappeared..."

"And she even had a child with that Homelander bastard..."

"Phew! Thank goodness, it was just a dream!"

……

Boucher turned his head and saw a child chasing a kitten outside the window.

Ah, what a heartwarming scene!

"Wait, why does that child look so much like the one in my dream..."

Looking further away, he saw the Homelander playing with the child.

"Ah, it's a Homelander..."

"Buhou...Homelander!!"

Butcher instantly snapped out of it—that wasn't a dream!

Becca has truly betrayed herself!

Watching the other person's busy figure, Butcher remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he sighed, having finally managed to find his wife.

How could I bear to blame her? She's had a tough time too. I should forgive her...

Morgan: Butcher, you're amazing!

……

That evening, the five people and the cat sat at a table.

Even though Butcher passionately told Homelander to get out.

The people from the motherland still stubbornly stayed, ah~ a family dinner... how heartwarming.

Unexpectedly, he would have a son in his lifetime.

It's just that her son's mother's husband doesn't really welcome her...

But it doesn't matter, since the victim has already been seriously injured by him, he can still enjoy this wonderful family gathering.

Throughout the day, the father observed every detail of the little house.

I flipped through Ryan's photo album, looking at every moment of his growth.

That's right, that's exactly what I'm missing.

This is the place a child should be in during a normal growth process—a warm home.

Instead of growing up in laboratories and temporary playgrounds like him.

He is a native of the motherland and wants to be a qualified father, giving his child what he himself lacked!

"Becca, Ryan, can I raise them?"

"No! Even if you change now, he still has to be raised by me!"

She had suffered so much for Ryan, how could she possibly let him go with Homelander?

"Becca, give Ryan to the Homelanders, and we can go back to our old lives, wouldn't that be better...?"

Butcher also spoke up, trying his best to get Ryan to Homelander; he got a headache just looking at the little guy.

I feel like I'm glowing green.

"I'm sorry, Butcher, Ryan, I can't bear to part with him..."

Becca's feelings for Ryan were extremely complex, but she was ultimately a mother.

How could she bear to let Ryan leave her?

Homelander also noticed Ryan's reluctance to part with Becca and immediately expressed:

"It's okay, Ryan, Daddy can fly and will come to see you often."

Butcher: ?!

……

While they were eating, it suddenly dawned on them that they might have been set up.

This whole farce looks like it's made us a laughingstock.

"Starlight! Did you already know that?"

Why did you bring us along? It's made things so awkward.

"Couldn't you have told me beforehand?"

Homelander looked at Morgan with a resentful expression... This guy had been eating melons all day and was laughing his head off.

They didn't even offer to help me.

"I'm telling you in advance, you'll definitely back down!"

"Since it has already happened, we should face it bravely. Aren't you handling it very well now?"

Even now, the two still can't stand each other, but after this fight...

Butcher had no intention of breaking up with Homelander anymore; now that Becca was back by his side, that was more important than anything else.

…………

After the meal, Homelander drove Becca, Ryan, and Morgan to their neighborhood.

Since the day Homelander was rescued by Morgan, he has been a member of the association and naturally owns a property here.

As the safest and most luxurious community in the world, this is the perfect home that Homelanders can give Ryan.

Even Butcher had no reason to stop the other party's arrangements.

……

After settling Becca into her accommodation, Morgan returned to his own home.

They started packing their luggage, bag by bag, to prepare for their next trip.

Cell phones, projectors, reactors, backup reactors... gold, and his own feature film.

All sorts of things, packed into two large bags.

There's also a kitten on top of your head; pets can travel with you too.

Then, he comforted Daisy, who was reluctant to part, and wiped away her tears.

"Daisy, I'm leaving. See you in three days..."

"Panel! Let's go..."