"You don’t have a solution at all?" The King clenched his throne.
"Explain yourself or die." One of the High Duke straight out threatened Pablo.
"You came here to waste our time?"
"He sure is a brave man, your highness."
Two other high Dukes commented and Pablo stayed silent.
"Well, speak something." The King said.
"Oh. I thought someone else wanted to say something. I was waiting for them."
"No. Everyone is done. Speak now." The King would hear it from Pablo and Pablo would speak as well.
"I don’t have a solution for the white mist but I do have something that will help us to find its solution."
"Explain."
"We all know the mist is coming from the village but we can’t go inside it to check it. So I focused on that.
I made something that can stop the mist from harming our body."
"Now you are talking. Give him a chair." The King ordered.
Someone placed a chair behind Pablo and Pablo sat on it.
"Do you have any proof that your creation works?" A high Duke asked.
"I won’t come here without proof."
"Show us then." The King said.
Pablo obliged.
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He shoved his hand inside his bracelet and took out a jar made of glass. Its inside was completely white.
"What is that?" The King asked.
"It’s a jar filled with white mist."
The King raised his brows. "You can capture it?"
"Yes. The mist only harms living things. And let me tell you, this jar wasn’t this full with this mist. The jar was only half but overtime, it increased itself and now you can see for yourself."
Pablo raised the jar high in the air for everyone to see.
He also stood up from the chair.
"Wait." A high duke stopped Pablo.
"What?" Pablo asked without any respect. He didn’t like the interruption.
"You said the mist harms the poor people in ten seconds but I think you are wrong."
"How so?" The King asked instead of Pablo.
"Your highness, remember the eleven people we sent to the village when we first heard about the mist?" The high Duke asked.
"Yes." The King remembers.
"We didn’t receive any news from all of them for six days, but on the seventh day, we received a call from a soldier. He was alive at that time. He said he was calling from the underground. He told us that the other ten died. He also mentioned that ’they will destroy the Kingdom.’ He was scared.
So my question is, he was inside the village and if he called on the seventh day then it means he survived the mist. How? Why didn’t he get burned?"
"Right. Exactly. What do you have to say about that, Pablo?" The King asked.
’I didn’t know that. But I have to say something.’
"My lord, I think the mist was at its starting phase at that time. So that’s why the soldier you are talking about survived that long. Can I ask what else he said? It might help me in my investigation." Pablo wanted the details.
"Tell him." The King ordered.
The high Duke nodded.
"The people of the village were dying, their bodies were turning into husks. The village chief told the Count of this city about this but the Count didn’t take it seriously.
Then after some days, the people of our city also started turning into husks and only then did we receive the complaint.
We looked into it and we saw a white mist gathering around the village. It was an unknown phenomenon and a very dangerous one at that.
We figured that this mist was hurting everyone so we sent ten soldiers and that Count inside the village to see the matter. These eleven people were strong and we were confident that they would solve the matter.
But six days went by and we received no calls from any of them. However, on the seventh day, we received a call from a soldier and I will tell you his exact words.
He had said, ’Everything is fucked up here, sir. I am the only one alive. The other ten died. I am calling from underground. They will kill us all. They will destroy this Kingdom.’
I replied, ’What? Tell me clearly. What is going on there exactly?’
Then he said, ’There is something called… No! Don’t take me! They are here! Sir! Help! It is not the job of the soldiers! Sir, this is for the military! This is a Black Rank Assignment, sir! Call them!’
And that was the end of it. We were left in confusion and tension. And with no choice, we sent the black rank assignment to the military and we have received nothing till now from them."
The high duke finished telling everything to Pablo.
Pablo knew the starting part of the story but he couldn’t say he read it in the military camp.
"What are your thoughts on this, detective?" The King asked.
Pablo took a deep breath. He placed the jar on the chair and shared his thoughts.
"My lord, I will say the same thing I said before. The mist was at its starting phase, that’s why the soldier survived that long. He was strong so he must have gone on very well for six days. And about the ’they’ the soldier mentioned, we will only find that out when we go inside the village ourselves."
"Though," Pablo added. "Something can be entirely different from what we are thinking. Something more sinister."
The King frowned. Well, he had a frown the entire time.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"I mean, there is no proof that the person who called you was really one of the soldiers you sent inside the mist. What if he was someone else? Someone who wanted to just disrupt your mentality. What if the eleven men you sent died on the first day and someone else, who is behind the mist, called you just for fun."
"That’s just hypothetical." The high Duke didn’t agree.
"We have to consider everything, my lord." Pablo only addressed the King.
"Fine. All of this is just empty talk. Show me what you were going to show." The King decided to proceed forward.
"Certainly." Pablo was also eager to show his creation.
He brought two suits out from his bracelet and showed it to everyone.
"These are suits and they will stop the mist from harming us."
Pablo raised the Kevlar suit in the air.
"This is called Kevlar and the second one…"
Pablo raised the Demonite in the air.
"This is called the Demonite suit."
Pablo finished the demonstration of the suits and opened the lid of the jar.
Everyone paid attention. They all figured the main thing was starting.
"Now first we will see what happens without a suit. Me and my assistant will show you."
Sera came forward.
"Put your hand inside this jar." He said.
Sera did it.
Everyone gasped. They find the girl brave.
"Anghh!" Sera instantly took out her hand as always.
"Show your hand to everyone." Pablo said.
Sera did it. She raised her hand and everyone saw it.
It had turned black and it was also skinnier.
"See, my lord? The mist harmed her instantly. And I swear on my life that this is all real. No acting is going on here."
The King gave a slow nod.
’Tell Andre, not to heal Sera’s hand right now.’ Pablo ordered.
’Okay.’ Cupid agreed. She understood why Pablo was asking that.
"Now I will put my hand inside."
Pablo didn’t wait and put his right hand inside the jar.
His full right fist was inside the mist.
"Count till ten, everyone. You will see what I was talking about."
Everyone did that. They counted till ten.
But Pablo took out his hand at eleven.
"See?" He raised his hand in the air.
The King squinted his eyes.
"Just brown nails?"
’His eyesight is strong.’
"Yes, my lord. Just brown nails. My assistant, who has been rich since birth, was harmed instantly but I, who was poor, only got brown nails, that too, after ten seconds. This only proves my claim."
"Hmm. Carry on."
Pablo obliged.
"Now I will show you what my suit can do. My assistant will wear only the hand part of the suit for now."
Pablo made Sera wear the left hand side of both the suits that only covered her left hand.
Then, Pablo took something out from his bracelet again and everyone in the King’s court recognised what it was.
"Glory matches? What is their use here?" The King asked.
"For this." Pablo lit up one stick and Sera’s left hand was on fire now.
Everyone raised their brows. They didn’t get it.
"Put your hand inside now." Pablo said to Sera.
Sera did it.
And everyone finally saw what was going on.
"See, my lord? Before, she immediately took out her hand but not this time. She is comfortable. Are you feeling any pain?"
Sera shook her head.
Pablo smiled. "You can stop now."
Sera took out her hand and Pablo removed the burning suit from Sera.
"Show your hand."
Sera raised her left hand.
"See? As good as new. Nothing happened."
Sera’s hand was fine.
"Now I will show it."
Pablo wore the burning suit on his left hand.
He put it inside the mist and kept it there for one minute.
Then he took it out and showed everyone.
"No damage, my lord. This suit works well. With this suit, we can go inside the mist and check its deal."
Pablo put out the fire of the suit and waited for the King to say something.
"Alright. I can see that it works. But tell me this…"
The King made eye contact with Pablo and in his kingly manner, he said the next words.
"What do you want in return?"