In front of Pablo and Sera, a man with nice clothes was standing.
His head was hurt but he wasn’t critically injured.
When Sera asked Pablo who this man was, Pablo said he was the real supplier of Lord Bitter.
He was the same man for whom the guards mistook Pablo. And the guards shouldn’t be blamed.
The man really looked pretty much similar to Pablo.
Anyway, when Pablo told Sera about the identity of the man, the man also heard Pablo’s words.
"Oh. So you know me. How though? And also, do you happen to know why this carriage suddenly acted crazy out of nowhere?" The man asked.
Pablo nodded. "I know."
"Tell me then."
"The driver died. That’s why." Pablo revealed, pointing at the dead driver.
The man looked there.
"Oh. Right. How did he die? He was fine a few seconds ago."
"This knife killed him." Pablo showed the knife.
The man squinted his eyes. "Where did it come from? Who killed him with a knife? And how do you know all this in so much detail?"
Pablo smiled. "It’s because I am the one who threw the knife at him. I killed him."
The man flinched. "Who are you?"
Pablo’s smile turned wider. "A few hours ago, I was you."
"What are yo-"
SLICK!
Pablo moved his hand around the neck of the man.
A thin red line appeared and the man coughed blood.
"You have bad timing, supplier. For all this time you haven’t come here to supply the goods and when you finally decided to supply them, you chose today. It’s all about luck. Yours was bad and mine was good."
The man fell on his knees.
He glared at Pablo, holding his own neck.
Pablo waited for the man to die.
"I-I won’t go… alone."
The man showed his palm to Pablo.
’Shit. I should have killed him on the first blow.’ Pablo figured out but he was too late.
ZAP!
Something came out from the palm of the man and it landed straight on Pablo’s chest. It was very fast and very small to dodge.
’It’d be painful.’ Pablo clenched his jaw. He resolved himself for anything that would happen by the man’s Ego.
And after one second, it happened.
"Anghhh!" He screamed. His hairs stood up and all his veins trembled inside his body.
It was an electric shock.
Pablo violently shook and Sera could only see.
She tried to calm Pablo down but nothing happened. Pablo was electrocuted brutally.
"Fcuk this." Pablo stomped his leg on the ground and gave a death stare at the supplier.
"This current isn’t enough, bitch. Prepare a transformer for me."
Pablo’s whole body twitched uncontrollably but he still managed to sit on one knee.
He was now at the same eye level as the man.
"If you would have just died without doing anything, you would have faced less pain. But like I said, your timing is really bad."
The man raised his palm at Pablo again but Pablo stabbed it with the knife.
The knife pierced the palm of the man.
Pablo took it out and without waiting for anything, he pierced the knife on the face of the man.
He stabbed it blindly so Pablo didn’t know where it landed on the man’s face. But that wasn’t enough.
Pablo repeatedly stabbed the face of the man.
"Take this, motherfucker. Shock me now."
The current was no more on Pablo. He could move his body freely now.
The man, on the other hand, went limp and Pablo kept stabbing him.
Blood splattered on the empty road, only the sound of stabbing and Pablo’s curses ranged in the area.
The man’s face was no more and Pablo was possessed by the ghost of stabbing.
Stab! Stab! Stab!
That was all there for Pablo.
He raised his hand to stab the man again but another hand held him.
"You can stop now, dear. He is dead." It was Sera.
Pablo jerked his head at her. His red bloodied face and terrible eyes peered inside Sera’s soul.
Yet, Sera didn’t let go of his hand.
"There is no point in wasting time here. You have to finish your mission. He is already dead. Your mission is pending!" She yelled.
And Pablo finally snapped out of it.
"Right. My mission."
Pablo stood up from his knees, ran his hand through his hairs.
"He ruined my clothes."
He stored the knife back inside his bracelet.
"Let’s go." Sera said, still holding Pablo’s hand.
"Not yet." Pablo jerked his hand.
Sera felt bad but Pablo didn’t care.
He held the carriage.
"You wanted to see my strength, right?"
Pablo looked at Sera and applied force on the carriage.
Slowly, the carriage was raised in the air and Pablo used all his power to restore the position of the carriage. It was back in its original position.
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But no one paid attention to the carriage.
Sera, Cupid and Andrezj, they were all looking at something else entirely.
When Pablo raised the carriage, ten people were seen.
They were hiding beneath the carriage and they were injured.
All of them were shivering and all of them were sitting close to each other.
"Don’t kill us. Please."
"We are just slaves."
"We will go away."
"Please."
The people revealed their identity and Pablo noticed that five people were males and five were females.
They were all around the age of fourteen to sixteen or eighteen.
"I know you all are slaves. But you all are free now. The man who brought you all here is dead. You can go away." Pablo said. It was good news for them.
However, not even a single slave showed even a little bit of joy.
"Are you not happy?" Pablo asked.
One slave opened his mouth. He seemed the eldest among the group.
*If you killed this man to free us all then it means that you didn’t know how it works."
Pablo frowned. "Explain."
"We have already been sold. We can never be free now. That man brought us and even if he is dead, we are still his slaves. We can’t be free."
"How come? Just run away. He is dead. No one would know."
"This man was going to gift us to a Royal. He bought us by giving extra money. And we can’t go away from him not because we are loyal, but because we have a seal on us. We are not people anymore…"
The man showed his chest to Pablo and there was a red seal on it.
"We are Things."