A Love In Dark Times
Chapter 42

-0ld Richard, how did Louis and Louise end up together, this has gotten so complicated.

-Oh Mike, I thought you were asleep and 1 was talking to myself like a madman, when Ill get to a part that I'm sure you'll very interested in.

While Marco, Luis, Angie and Yaqui went to the ex-narco-demon, an elite group led by the late Michel, the first team entered the narco’s castle, where once again they had to kill all his escorts and he came out showing his medallion sayin; -1 knew you would come back, you forgot my autograph.

“You're a naco, we're here for information,” announced Angie, cleaning her bloody sword.

“Well, what do you want to know, routes or coves, that's what you always ask me, or my wife?

-It's not that,” Marco mentioned, sitting down on a sofa, “we have a missing member and it's possible that she’s being hel by demons.

50 they assume that because I was a demon I must know what they do, that's a bit racist," I joked as I uncorked a bottle. liquor to hand out to them, “by the way I'll send them a bill for killing my escorts every time they feel like coming without an appointment.

You are very clever, you were able to find the sword Darmela, with your money and connections you have access to vario sources of information,” Marco clenched his glass trying to restrain himself from getting beaten to a pulp.

-1 was in the jungle one day and an old man came up to me offering me a glass of coffee, he scared me when he didn't w: to accept the payment, he said something like this: “I looked for him in the sky and he said to me: “I looked for him in the sky and he said to me: “I've been looking for him in the sky and I've been looking for him in the jungle:

“1 looked for him in heaven and I didn't find him, went to hell and I didn't find him either, I travelled the earth like a wanderer, in palaces and castles and nowhere I found him, I felt tired, I sat down on a platform, a beggar boy asked me fc the bread I was eating, although I was very hungry I gave it to him, then he smiled and there I found him.

-1 didn't quite understand what he said, but he went away leaving me intrigued, I followed him running, that old man did seem to move fast, however, I didn't manage to catch him until I ran into a man who was knotting a cloth bag to a brick, I heard some meows, that unconscious man was about to throw the bag with kittens inside to the bottom of the river. 1 complained to him:

-Don't be unconscious, you'd better find them a home.

The shyster told me that nobody would take them in, not even as a gift, that I should mind my own business, if 1 didn’t want to end up like the minimums, I said to him: -I looked for my wallet, it turns out that I lost it when I was running, the executioner got mad at me like a San Fermin bull and tried to gore me with a cattle-killing knife, as if that wasn't enough, he threw the kittens into the stream, I dodged his knives and gave him two blows, I threw myself without thinking to look for the Kittens, I was lucky and they were still alive, although the river was very high and dragged me while I just wanted t keep the bag out of the water, a hand that I could not see pulled me by the neck taking me to the shore, in my eyes. clouded by the water, I saw that something shiny was approaching me, I tried to grab it and it pierced my hand, with the other I wiped my eyes, observing that my saviour was that enraged executioner who was still determined to blind my existence, and he did it, he gave me about 40 stabs, until he got tired, he tried to take the bag of cats from me, that was pitiful for him, because of my curse my wounds healed and I took advantage of his bewilderment to see a resuscitation, I got up, I hit him, I took the knife from him, I slit his throat and I threw him into a ditch, when I went back up to the paral path a hand reached out to help me, it was that old man who gave me the red wine and smiling he said to me:

you are bad, although you have a bit of goodness, you are like the shadow that has a spark to walk in the darkness, you earned that bag.

“1 looked at the bag and it no longer had cats, it only had a pendulum, the old man disappeared and said that with this I would find the demons that cursed me and so it was, that artefact worked wonders, it finds what one needs and it can be yours for the small sum of just... just one favor, I want you to promise to train my son, just that, I don't want him to be a drunk loser like his real father or a criminal like his stepfather, I want him to be a hero like you, that's all I ask, please promise me that, no matter what happens to me, that you will keep it.

-1 will train him myself when he reaches the right age, I will make him a very powerful warrior.

-1 give him to you, I hope he will be of use to you,” he handed him a small golden chest containing the magic pendulum. -it must be that it helped you to stop being a demon, and you are already thinking of others,” Luis mentioned.

“No, young man, although I don't have horns anymore I still dream of massacres and live with hate, I was so long that way even before I became one that now it's complicated for me to assume another role, maybe I make this deal because I knc that it will make my wife feel happiness from her son and she will reciprocate me better in intimacy, although to be hone I feel that the deal is wrong and I should use the pendulum to find the best brothel on the planet, to go and buy it, if you see the force of habit, I know that even if I try to be better I will eventually relapse and go back to being that bloodthirsty being or rather the one I am, that I try to control, that's very different, please get the hell out of my house, you know how do it, please Marcus of the valley of tense don't forget your promise.

-1 have sworn to protect the innocent and care for the weak, I will fight for the good until my last breath runs out, and I gi you my word that I will be your stepson’s coach and in case I don't, one of us here present will, I swear in their name to b the leader of their team.

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