Stunned for a moment, Castley smiled bitterly. "So it's you."
He then looked at his little friend. "There's no need to be like this. It's just a little irritable."
Luke stretched out his hand and waved at the black net that bound the little black horse. Sensing his gesture, the black net automatically unbuckled and flew up under the effect of a magnetic force.
When it flew back, the black net compressed and reformed into its original cylindrical shape before falling into Luke's hand.
The little black horse immediately got up and ran to the old man's side. It shook its head and rubbed against its master, indicating that it had been bullied by this bad guy again.
Castley rubbed its big head. "Alright, don't mess with him, because I can't either. You'll be fine after a nap."
The little black horse snorted in annoyance and snorted at Luke before it returned to its stable.
However, it took a detour to avoid Luke's location.
After acting spoiled in front of its master just now, it knew that there was nothing it could do about this annoying guy. It could only stay away from him; out of sight, out of mind.
The two of them walked back to the small church where Castres was. Under the dim yellow light, Castres only asked, "Do you want some water? I only have plain water here. "
Luke didn't bother with nonsense and went straight to the point. "How's your recovery going?"
An indescribable expression appeared on Castley's face. A moment later, he nodded. "I can live for a few more years."
Luke had been paying people to observe the old man regularly and record him from afar with top-notch cameras, so the old man couldn't detect him at all.
On the surface, the old man did look a lot better. He even rode the little black horse out for a spin when he had nothing to do.
Luke asked, "Where's Johnny? Did he contact you? "
"He came to see me once …" Castley nodded, before he immediately added, "But I didn't ask where he was."
As far as he was concerned, he was already a retired old man who couldn't help the new knight, but there was no need for him to make trouble for Johnny.
Luke said, "I want to make a deal with you."
"No, I won't … Uh …" Castley subconsciously wanted to refuse. The word "deal" had left a deep impression on him.
But in his line of sight, he saw a faint white light in the two black eye sockets of the black and white skull mask.
Castley suddenly stopped, remembering the fear of being tied up and dominated by his mount. He immediately smiled bitterly, "Looks like I have to hear you out."
Luke nodded. "Don't worry, I'm not Mephisto. Besides, I sent that old fellow back to Hell to sleep last time. He probably won't come out for the next ten years. "
Castley was stunned. "What?"
Johnny had told him about the outcome of the battle with Blackheart.
Castello wasn't surprised that Blackheart had lost so badly. Mephistos's silly son really wasn't very smart.
What the old man could not understand the most was that Mephistos had not appeared at all.
The contract of San Venganza was definitely very important to the Lord of Hell.
Castley was certain that although Blackheart's foolish son was ambitious and wanted to seize the contract for his own use, he was ultimately just his father's pawn.
If Johnny hadn't described the situation after the San Venganza contract was activated, Castell would have really thought that the contract he had given had been replaced by Mephistos.
Mephistos was a demon from hell who loved to play with lies and deceit. It was not difficult for him to do such a thing if he was prepared in advance.
Hearing Luke's words, his instincts told him that it was impossible.
But he subconsciously thought, What if it wasn't that Mephistos didn't want to, but that he couldn't get the contract of San Venganza? Then his doubts could be explained.
But an even greater doubt followed: That was Mephistos!
As the Lord of Hell and the King of Demons, he had his own dimension, and his true body had always existed in it.
In Hell, Mephistos was powerful.
There were indeed people who could defeat him in Hell, but … Castell didn't think that such a terrifying existence would appear in front of him and speak so amiably to him.
Luke waved his hand. "I won't go to San Venganza if I don't deal with him first. Let's not talk about this monster. Let's talk about our deal. In short, when I need you, you have to go all out … "
Castell frowned and wanted to refuse again.
"I'm not done yet." Luke pressed down with his hand and gestured for him to calm down. "The Evil Spirit of Vengeance in your body is very specific when it comes to certain special existences. So, when I need you to take action, it's basically this type of enemy. But my matters are usually more urgent. Saving any time can save more innocent people, so you have to move to somewhere near New York. "
Castell's mouth moved again, but this time, he tactfully shut up, because Luke wasn't finished yet.
"Do you know the 'dead' that appeared in New York not long ago? Not only did they wreak havoc in New York City and cause countless deaths and injuries, they also opened a gate to the Netherworld on Staten Island and tried to let in their kind from the Netherworld. "Luke said," I don't think you'll sit by and watch such an existence, right? "
Castell was silent for a moment before he nodded silently.
If he didn't have this sense of justice, he would have given the contract of San Venganza to Mephistos long ago.
Compared with the contract of San Venganza, the consequences of opening a gate to the Netherworld in the human world were just as devastating.
Luke nodded. "That's what you need to deal with. If necessary, I'll call you along to deal with the root cause, or you can fight the monsters and save the innocent. "
Castell hesitated, but … he still didn't know what to do.
A hundred years of life was already long enough for him. He had lived for so long that he really didn't have the urge to fight anymore.
But that faith in justice in his heart was what he had persisted for more than a hundred years. If he lost that last bit of determination, he would just be a walking corpse if he continued to live.
Seeing his hesitation, Luke continued with the contents of the deal. "In order to give you enough energy to fight, I'll provide you with the drug from last time regularly — Life One. I'll do my best to help you settle down and everything else you need in New York. As long as you don't want to buy an Empire State Building to live in, any normal request is fine. "
Castell felt that there was something wrong with this deal. Why did it feel like … well, that was exactly what he had talked to the mayor a hundred years ago when he applied for a job as a sheriff.
At most, the pay and the job he was asked to complete were different, but essentially … he was still the one who had been hired?
Feeling a little awkward, he couldn't help but say something that he had mocked the mayor back then. "What if I want gold? A lot of gold. "
Luke looked at him strangely.
There were a lot of poor superheroes, but most people's first reaction was to ask for money, right? This old guy … was really quite retro.
Castell was embarrassed as soon as he said that. "I was joking …"
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