Pablo gave an appropriate threat to Sera. It was related to the matter at hand—Slave.
Sera received a death threat from Pablo and Pablo made sure each word got registered inside her mind.
After giving that threat, Pablo moved back from Sera’s face and showed a smile again.
"You will keep that in mind, right?" He asked.
"Y-yes. I understand." Sera held her own hands. She was still trembling.
’The last time I threatened her, she began to love me even more. I hope it doesn’t happen this time.’
’That’s not what you should worry about.’ Cupid said.
’What do you mean?’ Pablo asked.
’Andre is staring daggers at you.’
’Oh. Right. He must be doing that. Haha.’
’Don’t laugh. He might attack you at any moment.’
’He won’t do that. He would have killed me if he could. Sera won’t let him do that.’ Pablo was sure of it.
’Why are you like this? You could have told her nicely instead of giving a threat. Don’t treat her love like this.’
’For her, these very threats are my love. She is her mother’s daughter after all. Her mother deemed her father’s abuse as love and this girl is doing the same.’
Cupid sighed. ’She and her mother chose the wrong person to love.’
Pablo slightly nodded. ’We choose the love we think we deserve.’
Cupid went silent after that.
And amidst all that, Pablo’s threat was heard by someone else as well.
The Elf girl.
Her hearing ability was superior to Humans so she heard Pablo’s threat loud and clear.
Her first emotion was of fear towards Pablo and when she thought deeply about his words, she came to her own conclusion.
’He cares so much about us slaves.’
Pablo didn’t want Sera to kill the Elf girl as she was a rare specimen. Pablo won’t get to meet an Elf easily and even if he met one, he won’t be able to just outright turn them to his slave.
So in a sense, the slave elf girl was one of a kind for Pablo and he didn’t want to lose her. At least not over something as puny as jealousy.
But the Elf girl didn’t know all this. She didn’t even know that Pablo knows she is an Elf. So she mistook Pablo’s threat to Sera as his care for his slaves.
Nevertheless, now that everything was done, Pablo decided to proceed things forward.
Two dead bodies were lying in front of Pablo. One belonged to the carriage driver and one belonged to the supplier of Lord Bitter.
"Um.. I wanted to ask," Sera spoke, not looking at Pablo. "How did you know he was the supplier of that Royal? And how did you figure out he was inside this carriage?"
"Yeah. I want to know this too." Cupid chimed in.
Pablo answered both of them.
"When this carriage went past me I heard voices from inside. Like ’He will be so happy.’ ’Please let us go.’ So I thought who could it be? Then I remembered the supplier, the slaves and this route was going towards Glory city. That’s how I figured it out."
"What if you were wrong?" Sera and Cupid both asked.
"Then only the carriage driver would have died. I would have let the other person live."
"You don’t get to decide who lives or dies, Pablo. You talk like you are some God." Cupid complained.
’I am not God.’ Pablo said, staring at the dead bodies.
’Not yet.’
"Wha-"
"Anyway, we have to leave. We stayed here longer than expected." Pablo cut off Cupid’s words.
"Let’s go then." Sera said. She was back to normal.
"One second." Pablo didn’t move and took out something from his left bracelet.
"This.." Sera recognized it.
Cupid and Andrezj as well.
Some slaves also knew it.
"It’s important to burn all of this. No one should know what happened here. It’s good the road is empty." Pablo said. He would burn the carriage, the driver and the supplier.
And to burn such things, he had the perfect tool—Glory Matches.
But before using the matches, Pablo went near the body of the supplier.
He reached out his hand and stripped the bracelet from the supplier’s wrist.
"He must have some good money." Pablo wore it on his left hand and moved back.
The slaves said nothing as Pablo could do whatever he wanted. They couldn’t judge.
After taking the bracelet, Pablo moved on to the main thing.
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He lit up one matchstick and threw it at the supplier’s body first.
The dead body caught fire and Pablo lit another one.
He threw that at the carriage driver and another one was thrown at the carriage itself.
Three things were on fire in front of Pablo and the Glory matches did their work.
The fire covered all three things completely and now they were just burning like someone poured petrol on them.
"These matches sure are good. But I don’t understand one thing." Pablo spoke.
"What? I can help." Sera was ready to answer anything.
"It’s just while we were going to Glory city, we met three gates and on the second gate, guards checked if we had any weapons or not. A machine was brought and it checked my bracelets. And that’s when my knife came out of it. But why didn’t these Glory matches come out as well? Did the machine not identify Glory matches as a weapon?"
"Maybe yes. The Glory matches could burn things but the Guards of Glory city is strong enough to subdue fire. So maybe that’s why the machine didn’t find the matches harmful." Sera gave an answer.
Pablo shrugged. That was just a time pass question anyway.
Few more seconds passed and the glory matches finally finished their job.
There was nothing left now. The road was empty again.
No bodies, no carriage. Just gray ashes that too went away with the wind.
"Let’s go."
Pablo turned around and started walking back towards the Hermit slums.
The ten slaves followed behind him and Sera was beside Pablo.
"I wonder what Royal Bitter will do now." Sera said.
Pablo laughed. "He will release his anger on someone else."
"And that someone will be.." Sera looked at Pablo as she also understood what Lord Bitter would choose for his anger.
"Exactly." Pablo smiled.
"That fat pervert will die."