"Hello, I'm Oswald Copote, and like Little Peter, I'm a good friend of Hope. Hope likes to call me Uncle Penguin the most! I've had a lot of adventures with little Hope in Gotham, and I can tell you all about them if you're interested. We took care of each other in Gotham and even saved each other's lives! "Cobott was very shameless in putting gold on himself.

He hadn't saved Hope, but he decided to take a risk and try to curry favor with the demon butler in front of him. It's just a little glorification of the facts, and Hope, a stinky little ghost, would never have thought of exposing his lies.

Nygma smiled a fearful, twisted smile as he wondered what the flying butler was coming from.

God knows, he was still speculating that the little devil cub came from hell.

So now he's probably already in hell.

The man-like butler had just grown a pair of featherless black wings, and wasn't that something only the demons of hell could grow? And the big crow lying in the arms of the stinky imp, only dark creatures live with them.

It seems that his guess has come true, and Copote has sold his soul to the little devils of hell!

"Good afternoon, gentlemen." Lucian looked up at the sky outside the window, and his gaze fell back to the two people in front of him, who were a little embarrassed, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was looking at two stones.

Then he suddenly reached out and nodded at Copote's shoulder, red light spilling from his fingertips.

The penguin people were startled.

When the light of Lucian's fingertips fell on him, he thought he was dying. After all, demons are moody creatures, and he wasn't sure if what he had just said was offensive.

But no pain came.

Instead, the bullet on his shoulder slowly appeared in midair. The tingling sensation of the wound healing made Colbert grunt, and even the clothes that had also been pierced by the bullet gradually recovered. The Riddler's dirty white shirt was once again straight and smooth, as if the conflict with Theo Galevin and the prison crisis had never happened, and everything was perfect as if he had stepped back in time.

Colbot and Nygma looked at each other in surprise, not understanding what the demon was trying to do.

However, Cobott soon recovers from this unscientific treatment, and the shrewd penguin man begins to think about how to maintain a good relationship with the demon gentleman, wondering if it is useful to sacrifice his soul. If it was useful, he could give all the guys in Arkham Asylum to this honorable lord, believing that those dark souls would be very much in line with the demon's preference.

"Let's take it as a thank you gift for sending Master Hope home." Lucian nodded coldly. He didn't want Master Hope to see a scene that was inappropriate for children.

Copote's eyes rolled and he looked up at Lucian with a grateful expression, "Thank you so much, sir!" You're just like little Hope, kind-hearted. ”

Boasting of a demon's kindness, Nygma discovered for the first time that Copote was also a good joker.

"You're welcome, no matter what, you can barely be regarded as a guest of the little master." Lucien showed an expression of 'Although you lied to our young master, I am still very good at housekeeping'.

"However, I think this place may not be suitable for you two to stay, so I might as well send you home." Lucien said: "I hope that the two of you will not talk about the news about Young Master Hope in the future, and do not go to Master Hope." This is a piece of counsel and a warning. ”

After seeing the essence of the two, Mr. Butler took it for granted, like all parents in the world, that he didn't want these two guys to stay with Hope and bring the child to ruin. After all, his nose could already smell the dark smell of these two people emanating from their souls.

Mr. Butler waved his hand lightly.

The entrance to the black hole appeared in front of several people again.

Lucien didn't speak, just made a 'please' gesture to the penguin and the riddler.

Nygma breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he didn't want to stay here any longer. What normal human being would want to stay in hell?

Oh, Cobot willing.

Nygma couldn't help but reach out and pinch him when she saw the penguin's eyes rolling from side to side and the eager expression on his face.

"Don't be stupid!" The Riddlers are self-aware, and the Demon Butler clearly doesn't want to see them.

Copote didn't want to turn around and leave so soon, he didn't care if it was hell or not. But whatever can bring him benefits and advantages, he is willing to associate with him. Obviously, Hope and the Mr. Butler in front of him are the ones who can bring him good luck now, and he doesn't want to give up, even if they are demons.

He was confident that as long as he delayed until Hope appeared, he would have a chance to stay and make some deal with the Demon Butler, and as long as he became the King of Gotham again, the Demon Lord would have no problem whatever he wanted.

It's a pity that Lucian didn't want to get his wish.

Mr. Butler stood there and snapped his fingers gracefully, and the Penguin and the Riddler walked uncontrollably into the entrance of the Black Hole. Cobot forced himself to look back, and the elegant Mr. Butler smiled at him with a sinister smile almost to the root of his ears, and the penguin man clearly saw the red light in Mr. Butler's eyes.

He shuddered with fright, but his heart became even more fanatical.

It doesn't matter, I didn't have a chance to deal with it today, there will always be a chance after that. Hope's Bruce dad is still in Gotham.

The next second, Colbott and Nygma appeared in the small house they had left.

They are back in Gotham, back in the house of the Riddler.

Nygma looked at Mrs. Copote, who was still unconsciously leaning into Copote's arms, and felt that they had just had a strange dream.

"Oswald, you said H...... H......" Nygma desperately opened her mouth, but was surprised to find that she couldn't continue to say Hope's name. His eyes widened, and his mouth opened in a strange shape toward Copote.

Penguin people are unknown.

"What do you want to say? Actually, I think Huo ...... Rattling...... F*ck！ Cobot slapped his disobedient mouth so hard that he felt his mouth seem to cramp.

However, they continued to work hard for 10 minutes, but there was still no way to continue discussing any of the topics about Hope. Both of them are like that.

Copote and Nygma looked at each other with a gloomy face, and they had tried to write, but the name Hope seemed to be an untouchable presence.

Just then, Mrs. Copote woke up.

"Oswald, what's going on?" Poor, ignorant Mrs. Copote looked bewildered at the strange surroundings.

Copote looked at his mother and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, forget it, although he can't bind Hope to be a 'good friend' of the demon cubs for the time being, but now he has at least partially achieved his goal - his mother has been rescued. Next, he needs to think about how to kill the bastard Theo Galevin and find a way to reclaim his position as the king of Gotham.

Nigma sat down on the couch, concentrating on the philosophical question of where humanity came from and where it was going, and planned to meet the pastor of the church in the afternoon. If it were possible, he would love to know who was lying to God, or Darwin.

"So, is hell what it looks like?" In the middle of the night, Nygma stared at the ceiling and said to the penguin quietly.

The penguin man calmed Mrs. Copote, handed her mother another glass of water, and then turned back to answer Nygma's question: "I think so." Hell doesn't look bad either. ”

"Then you say, will that little bastard whose name he can't even say be in Gotham?" Nigma made a 'You-know-who' mouth and lowered her voice, asking cautiously.

He also made a wing-flying gesture with his hands at his side.

"I think so." Copote was hopeful: "You-know-who, our sweet little mystery man, apparently thinks Gotham is his Hogwarts, and as long as Master Bruce is around, of course he will be back." ”

“…… I didn't expect you to be familiar with children's books, Oswald. Nygma was silent for two seconds, and there was a surprise that Colbert was able to catch his meme.

"Harry Potter is not a children's book." Cobot turned his head: "Looks like we have a common hobby again." ”

The two naïve villains smile at each other and begin to discuss plans against Theo Gellerven. The Riddler was no spectator this time, and Mr. Gallerwen had clearly angered the Riddler.

Peter, on the other hand, was also a little confused about his situation. He had no idea what it was. Of course, he also saw Lucian's appearance just now, and the wings and horns on his head were indeed not human beings.

So who exactly is Hope? Could it really be that the Penguins and Riddler are right, that little Hope is indeed a demon from hell?

Peter shrugged, Hope was just a cute little kid anyway. Spider-Man's understanding of the words demons and angels is indeed different from that of Riddler and Penguin, and he has seen gods from Asgard, who in his concept are probably just another species of human power. Gods and humans have the same life and death, as well as joys, sorrows, and sorrows. There is not much difference between humans and gods in nature, and there is no such thing as one creature dominating another.

That being said, he was still curious about who Hope was.

"Hope," Peter hesitated, but decided to ask, "So you've been living here before?" Mr. Butler doesn't seem to be human, sorry, I don't mean to be offended, just a little curious. ”

Hope thought about it, Lucien was indeed not human by the definition of human.

Hope nodded, "Lucien is not human. ”

Peter nodded his head to indicate that he understood, and he calmly wiped the cream from the corner of Hope's mouth, and then brought Hope another glass of orange juice.

Hope took the orange juice, tons and tons.

"I've heard that humans don't like other creatures very much?" Hope put down his glass and tilted his head, recalling what he had heard in Lucian's library: "In the Middle Ages, there was a habit of burning witches, and humans were wary of alien species entering Earth. Would Peter mind? ”

If Peter minded, Hope would probably be a little sad because he wasn't human. Hope thought uncertainly.

He and Peter really didn't think about species differences when they made friends, but different species should be able to make friends too? Just like him and quack.

Peter shook his head and said he didn't mind. Among his friends are many non-human beings. In Peter's view, it is more important to have a common language with a compatible personality.

Hope breathed a sigh of relief.

The child laughed happily, and then held the little friend's hand intimately and continued to enjoy the hearty meal. It was the most sumptuous lunch Peter had since he entered the New World, and compared to the hard black bread on Naho Island, it was a paradise!

The two children ate their bellies round.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Lucian! The lunch was very delicious! Peter thanked him with some embarrassment, and he and Hope had finished their meal and fell asleep together on the couch, and when he awoke again, he found himself on a luxurious four-poster bed.

Apparently, both he and Hope were asleep, and Mr. Lucien had placed them in Hope's bedroom.

Although the bedroom made Peter look in a cold sweat.

With moving skeleton shelves in the corners, hideous grimaces and pictures of hell painted on the walls, Peter now knew where Hope's audacity came from. This child's aesthetic is really extraordinary. Spider-Man chooses to be silently respectful.

Hope also woke up: "Lucian! ”

Lucian picked up his little master from the bed, and the towel flew over obediently to help the child gently wipe his face. Hope continued to yawn, sleepily leaning on Lucian's shoulder.

"I miss you and Quack so much! I miss the cookies and blueberry pie you made, they were so delicious! It would be better if Lucian could also make ice cream. But Dad seems to have a new butler, and Alfred will make delicious ice cream. Will Dad bring Alfred back after a while? "The child reported the situation to the parents.

Lucien frowned.

Even he didn't know where Mr. had gone, and where had Hope found his father?

"So...... Did the young master see Mr.? Lucian asked.

"See! Dad has changed again this time, and this time he's so small! But Hope still recognized him at a sight! "The kid said, 'I'm amazing!' Praise for it! Lucian's little expression made Lucian laugh.

Mr. Butler gently touched Hope's little head: "Young Master Hope is awesome!" Sir must be very happy to see you! ”

However, Hope's words made Lucian's doubts even greater, it was true that his husband did change his form often, but it didn't seem very common to become a child.

Lucian began to suspect that the child had mistaken someone. He and Lucifer tried to search for a long time but couldn't find any trace of Mr. Hope, did Master Hope find it so easily?

The dream world is collapsing, which means that Mister's power is draining. This is not a good sign, at least not in line with Hope's situation.

"So, Master Hope did feel the aura of Mr. in the other world, right?" Lucien asked as tactfully as possible, "Did Mr. tell the little master any important news?" ”

Hope hesitated, he felt that there was indeed something strange about the aura on his father's body, but he felt that it was his father. He won't admit it. What's more, Bruce's father also admitted that he was Hope's father, and he also sent Hope to school and told Hope bedtime stories, everything was the same as before. Except that Dad forbade him to play dangerous games.

"Daddy is Daddy, Hope is not mistaken." "But Dad was a little different, and he didn't tell Hope why he hadn't come to see Hope for so long," Hope said. But dad seems to be busy......"

Lucien nodded in understanding.

Although he said that he did not see the gentleman in Hope's mouth with his own eyes. But judging from what Hope is dressed now, the child is well taken care of in the new world, and it seems that the other party is a responsible and caring person even if he is not Hope's father.

Of course, their little master Hope is loved by everyone, how can anyone not like him?

In that case, it seems to be a better choice to let Young Master Hope go to the human world to survive for a while. Lucien looked out the window at the ruined landscape and began to think about the feasibility of this plan.

"So, does the young master have to go to Mr. again after a while?" Lucian asked.

"Of course! This time Lucian and Gagaga are going with Hope too! "That way, Hope can eat Lucian's little cake every day, and he can also eat Alfred's ice cream!" Peter is also with Hope! ”

The kid thinks so well that he already starts to imagine a blueberry pie and a sip of ice cream. Hope's expectant look fell on Lucian's face.

Peter heard something from the conversation between the two, and Mr. Lucian's expression was not very good, and there was a hint of helplessness in his worry.

"A good idea, Master Hope. However, I won't go. Lucian said in Hope's shining eyes, "Our house must always be cleaned, and if everyone goes out, the next time the young master and the young master and the master come back, they will find it full of dust—this is not what a good housekeeper should do." ”

Hope lowered the corners of his eyes a little sadly, Lucien made a decision that even his father couldn't change. He really hadn't seen Lucien leave here when he was so old. The castle was his home, and he certainly didn't want it to be dilapidated.

But compared to Lucian, he hoped that Lucien could live a happier life. Or they can leave here together and find a new home.

"Then Hope can help Lucian clean up, and before the next time I come back, Hope, Lucian and Dad will clean the house together!" Hope pulled Lucian's sleeve a little sadly and prayed, "Hope doesn't want to leave Lucian, and he doesn't want to leave Daddy. So Lucian and Hope go to Daddy together, okay? ”

Lucian's eyes were full of reluctance.

But he finally shook his head firmly: "I'm sorry, young master. My duty requires me to stay here, and I can't leave. Just like the gentleman has his own duties. ”

"Will Hope have his own responsibilities in the future?" Hope still doesn't understand the meaning of duty.

"Of course."

Master Hope's duties are also important. Lucian was a little distressed, he didn't want Hope to understand his mission so quickly.

Hope was a little uneasy by the heaviness of Lucian's words, and for the first time they talked about the future, about duty. Hope didn't quite know what kind of responsibility he was taking on right now, but he had seen his father go out early and come home late, and he knew that he would occasionally frown irritably.

Hope suddenly felt a little out of breath.

But he really wants to share the burden of his father, if he can also take on his own responsibilities, will his father not be so hard? Wouldn't you have more time to play with Hope at home?

"Hope will grow up well, and when he can take on his own responsibilities, will Dad be a little more relaxed?" The child asked hopefully, "Don't worry about Lucian, Hope will grow up obediently and will protect Daddy and Lucian, and Quack!" ”

The little crow sobbed on the side, leaving a moving tear for the growth of his little master.

"Of course, dear young master." Lucian said lovingly.

It's a pity that Hope didn't stay at home for long.

Soon, Lucien seemed to be urging Hope and Peter to get out of here for some reason.

"It's good that the young master often comes back to see me when he has time, but I still don't want it recently." Lucien said: "I believe that Mr. must need the company of the young master more, did the young master greet Mr. when he came back this time?" ”

Hope thought about Daddy Bruce, who he had left behind, and shook his head a little weakly. Then he remembered the Penguin and the Riddler he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Where's Uncle Penguin? There is another ...... Well, another ......" Hope thought back to him for a long time, not remembering who the Riddler was.

"The two guests seemed to be in a hurry, and just asked me to take them away," Lucian said calmly, "so I sent them away first." ”

Lucian didn't want the dark Riddler and Penguin people in their souls to spoil Hope. What Hope needs now is to fully feel human emotions and understand how humans behave. It would be too bad if the Riddler and the Penguin Man made Hope think that humans were like that.

Originally, if Mr. was still in this world, Hope would not have needed to learn to take on his responsibilities so early, but now that Mr. is missing, all plans have to change.

It's a bit rushed, but there's no way around it.

Hope nodded as if he didn't understand.

Lucian's gaze then turned to Peter, who had not spoken.

"Master Peter," said Lucian, "I'm sorry that there is no way to make it pleasant for you to be here this time. ”

Peter understood, because he saw through the window. The whole world had a feeling that it was about to topple, and the tornado outside the window kept the spider senses on his body ringing.

"Here...... I mean, if you stay here, there's no problem with being alone? Peter asked vaguely. He had a hunch that Lucien probably wanted him to help take care of Hope, and of course he would.

Lucian smiled at the child's concern, and was pleased with Peter's acuity. Peter would be a good friend and guide for Master Hope in the human world, Lucien believed that.

"I'm glad that Master Hope has a friend like you." Lucian said, but he didn't answer Peter's question explicitly.

But such an answer was already clear to Peter, Lucien was hinting at him that there was danger in this world, so he had to take Hope out as soon as possible.

"Are you really not going to leave here with us? Hope will miss you a lot. Peter asked.

"No, I'm sure Master Hope will come back to pick me up someday in the future." Lucian smiled even more reassuringly.

"I'm sorry, Master Hope, but I think you need to do something this time, even though it's a bit early for you." Lucian did not avoid Peter: "Sir once lost something, and that thing was very important to him. Can Master Hope help find it? ”

Hope stared at Lucian's serious expression with wide eyes, and nodded solemnly as well.

"I'll definitely help Daddy get things back!" Hope had no idea that Dad had lost something, and Lucien had never told Hope!

"I'll help too," Peter looked at Lucian, "let me find it with Hope." ”

Lucien smiled with satisfaction.

"So what is it?" Hope asked.

Peter looked at Lucian equally solemnly.

"Thank you so much, Master Peter, Master Hope." Lucien sighed. He had no choice but to entrust the matter to his two children now.

"It's a ruby, a very, very special ruby. Once you see it, you will find it that you will never forget. "It's magical, it's extraordinarily appealing to everyone. The moment you see it, you'll know it's it. ”

But this range is a little too broad and too metaphysical, Peter frowned and continued to ask, "Are there any other clues?" Or the approximate shape and size, even better if there are drawings or photos. ”

Lucian touched the heads of the two children and continued, "This ruby was ...... a few years ago Tricked from the hands of a cunning human, we have lost its whereabouts ever since. ”

"Who's that man?" Peter asked.

"Konstantin, John Konstantin."