The King called Pablo a Demon and Pablo sure as hell liked it.
The crowd also cheered for Pablo once more. Since the King praised Pablo, they would do it too.
"People of the Glory city, I will not waste any more time on my speech as it is time for the real event to start. These five thousand soldiers, the High Duke and the detective have to go. Wish them luck and hope everyone comes back alive."
The crowd clapped and they all shouted good luck to everyone.
The King stayed on the balcony.
Pablo gave him a nod and the King returned it.
He then turned around his horse.
Sera did the same.
Pablo’s back was now in front of the soldiers and Sera.
The High Duke was beside him and without looking back, everyone moved forward.
The King watched the back of Pablo and he just hoped Pablo returns with good news or at least returns alive.
The crowd kept shouting and Pablo finally reached the gate of the city.
There he met the two guards who believe that Pablo is the slave supplier of Lord Bitter.
The guards heard everything the King had said and they were confused.
They stared at Pablo and Pablo returned their gaze.
"I am not what you think I am. I lied to you both. I am here to clear the mist and the girl behind me is my assistant." He said.
The guards bowed their heads.
"I don’t mind at all, sir. You are here to clear the mist and we couldn’t ask for more. The misunderstanding was only our fault."
The two guards weren’t angry and Pablo nodded.
’You guys will live a long life. That was the right answer.’
The High Duke didn’t know what was going on and before he could ask anything, Pablo moved his horse and he was finally out of the Glory city.
His horse was now on the empty road towards the route of the village and the High Duke was beside him.
The five thousand soldiers walked behind them and no one talked among themselves. Everyone was silent.
"Take this." The high Duke said.
He had something on his palm and he was giving it to Pablo.
"A receiver. That’s nice."
Pablo took it. It was the mobile phone of Seraphim.
"Do you know how to use it? Not many have it so they don’t know." The High Duke said.
’It’s just a phone. A touch screen one at that.’
"Yes. I know how to use it. It’s important to know such things in my business."
"Good."
Pablo stored the Receiver inside his left bracelet and carried on walking.
"You have my number there and the number of his highness. When in trouble, call us."
"Sure. And you can call me too."
"I hope not."
Pablo laughed but the high duke remained serious.
"All the soldiers also have it and here’s another one for your assistant."
High duke gave another phone to Pablo and Pablo passed it to Sera.
Sera stored it safe inside her bracelet.
"Do you have any experience doing this?" The high duke asked.
’He suddenly became talkative.’
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"No. But I can manage. I really want to clear the mist and I will do it even if I die." Pablo was clear on his goals.
"I see. So all you have for you is your brain and ambition. That’s not a good sign."
"I will win, good sir. Don’t worry. I always have the last laugh."
"We’ll see. Anyway, what were you talking about with those two guards? What did they misunderstand?"
"They thought I was the slave supplier of some Lord Bitter. I played along because it was fun. That’s all." Pablo said the truth.
"Yeah. That sounds fun. Did you enjoy doing that?"
"Yes. More or less."
"Do you have any friends?"
"No. None at all."
"Why is that?"
"I am a detective. I can sense what everyone wants and this observation of mine is a talent and a curse. Everyone comes to me with an ulterior motive and calls themselves friends. I hate that so I stopped looking for them altogether."
"Then how did you got yourself an assistant? A rich assistant at that?"
’I am not here for a job, bitch. Stop with the interview.’
No matter how much Pablo didn’t like it, he had to answer the high Duke.
"She is a fan of detectives. She wanted to meet one and since she is rich, she searched for the best detective in her city and that’s how she came to me." Pablo made instant lies.
"You live in Numb city, right? And I don’t think she is just your fan. She ruined her hand for you. When you demonstrated your suits to us."
’Too many questions.’
"Yes. Me and my assistant live in Numb city and at the start, she was my fan but as she spent time with me, her admiration turned to love. She will do anything for me. And I appreciate that."
"So you don’t love her?"
’What’s his deal?’
"No. I don’t have time for love and I don’t deserve love." Pablo said his honest thoughts.
"Heeeeeeeee!!"
The horse behind Pablo cried. The horse on which Sera was sitting.
Both the high duke and Pablo looked behind and Sera acted like nothing happened.
’She clenched her fist so hard the horse cried.’ Cupid revealed.
Pablo chuckled.
The high duke shook his head as well. He too understood what happened.
’At least he is quiet now.’
"What will you do when you reach the mist?"
’Or not.’
The High Duke asked another thing. He won’t stay quiet.
Nevertheless, Pablo was glad he didn’t pursue the topic of love further.
"First, we three will wear the suits. Then we will set everyone on fire. Me and you will stay in the front, my assistant will be just behind me." Pablo shared his steps.
"Alright. How will you divide the soldiers?"
"The soldiers will stay behind us. All five thousand of them. And among their lines, the one with the mind related Ego will remain in the front, the one with fire related Ego will stay in the middle and at last, the one with Ice and water Ego will stay."
"Sure. You are the leader."
Pablo nodded. "And I forgot something important to ask you, sir."
"What?"
"Your name." Pablo didn’t know the name of the high duke.
"Right. I should have shared it myself. Well, anyway, I am…"
The high duke reached out his hand and shared his full name.
"Fuhrer Jamal."