"If it’s a joke it isn’t funny." The main guard didn’t believe Pablo.
A young man claiming that he came to save the kingdom was obviously unbelievable.
"I am here to examine the Forsaken Village. Someone hired me to cure the White mist." Pablo said with confidence.
"So say this then. Don’t act like you are some savior. A puny village isn’t the whole kingdom." The main guard retorted.
And behind the main guard, A guard was writing things down.
They all were wearing a dark green uniform. And Pablo figured they were only security guards not foot soldiers of the kingdom.
And they were definitely not some soldiers from the military.
The military doesn’t supply their soldiers as mere guards. They are too proud of their soldiers to do that.
The foot soldiers are also guards but they work inside a city and their master is the Count of the city. These soldiers have authority but not that great.
That’s why they are called foot soldiers. The lowest of the low in the hierarchy of authority in a city. They could only overpower poor people.
"What is the name of your assistant?" The main guard asked.
"Seralina Teen." Pablo answered. He gave a fake name and he did it very fast in fear that Sera might tell her real name to the main guard.
But Sera remembered Pablo’s order. Only Pablo would do the talking. So she remained silent.
"Alright. Now you can go. And old man, you go back." The main guard said.
"If I say he is with me will he be allowed?" Pablo asked.
"No."
"If I pay you some money then will he be allowed?" Pablo tried again.
"No. Look, if I let him come then I will lose my life. You know how the Royals are. They destroyed a slum. They just hate filth. Can’t help it." The main guard made it clear.
Pablo sighed. "Socrates, you can leave."
"No worries. Good luck, detective." Socrates turned around and walked back.
’I have my good luck with me.’
Pablo and Sera stepped past the gate.
Pablo held Sera’s hand and used Mimesis Malefica.
He copied her Ego once more and now he had it for ten hours.
Sera was happy by this occasional touching of Pablo.
Pablo let go of her hand and there was another gate in front of them.
Pablo knocked on it and it opened.
He again met five guards in a dark green uniform.
"Keep walking. But first, the girl shall come." One guard said. The main one. He posed a condition and Pablo agreed.
He let Sera cross the gate first and nothing happened.
Then he crossed it.
And as soon as he crossed it…
TING!
TING!
TING!
Three loud sounds rang, the door lit up in red.
’Is this a weapon detector door?’ Pablo tensed up.
He looked at the main guard in front of him.
"Raise your hands." The guard said.
Pablo obliged.
The guard came forward and checked Pablo, all over his body.
"You are not carrying any weapons. Give me your bracelets." The guard said.
Pablo gave both of his bracelets to the guard.
"Bring that machine." He ordered.
In a second, one guard came forward with a rectangular shaped device.
The main guard put both bracelets inside the machine and waited.
BEEP!
BEEP!
The machine made a sound and Pablo witnessed what the machine could actually do.
From one of the bracelets, a knife came out on its own.
After that, the main guard picked the bracelets again and gave it back to Pablo.
"Visitors aren’t allowed with a weapon inside the city. Now you can go."
Pablo wore the bracelets again and walked past the second gate as well.
Now, only the third and last gate was in front of them.
It was the biggest gate.
Pablo knocked on it and it opened.
But this time, only one guard was standing behind the gate.
He was a muscular man and his uniform was dark blue in color.
Pablo and Sera waited for the guard to do his job.
"What is the rank of your Ego?" The guard asked, looking at Sera.
"Her is pur-"
"I asked her. You keep quiet." The guard didn’t let Pablo speak for Sera.
Pablo obliged and nodded at Sera.
"Purple." She answered.
The guard nodded and looked at Pablo.
"What’s yours?"
"White."
"Hmm?" The guard raised his brows. "White?"
"Yes."
"So you are the one with a White Ego. You are pretty famous."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, Everyone was saying someone awakened a White ego somewhere and many people thought of it as a rumor. But I guess, it’s true."
"Can’t be helped. It is what it is." Pablo just wanted to enter the city.
"Right. To each its own. Wait for a moment."
The guard put his hand inside his bracelet and took out a thick slab of metal.
He held it in front of Sera and Pablo.
"I want you both to punch on it with all your strength. This is a test of your Ego. If this girl has a purple ego then she will do some damage to this slab and if you really have White Ego then your wrist will break." The guard explained.
’So this is the test to find out if we are telling the truth or not. The higher the Ego, the stronger the physical prowess. I get it.’
Pablo glanced at Sera.
Sera nodded and came in front of the thick smooth metal slab.
She clenched her fist and with all her power, punched it…
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A loud sound rang and Sera came back to her position.
Pablo saw the impact on the slab and Sera’s knuckles were printed on it.
"That’s acceptable for a purple one."
The guard threw the slab away and took out another new slab.
"Now your turn."
It was Pablo’s chance now and if he punched the slab with all his power, then his Black Ego would destroy it.
But once, Cupid had told him something good.
He had two physiques inside him.
One belonged to the Black ego holder Pablo Castillo and the other belonged to the White Ego holder… Void Grief.
Pablo clenched his fist, mustered all his power as he was afraid that if he held back, then the guard would find out.
’I am counting on you, kid.’
Pablo raised his fist and with all his strength, he punched the slab…