Sera told Iblis to go and fcuk himself.
She said it loudly and everyone present there heard her.
And for a few seconds, silence reigned and after that…
’Hahahahaha!!"
"Count’s girl is as feisty as ever. I tell you."
"I bet soone asked her for a dance."
"Who did though?"
"Wait. Isn’t that the eldest son of Gerald Harlow?"
"Huh? Wait. He is. He is Iblis Harlow."
"She rejected the son of a Noble?"
"Well her father is a Count so that does make sense."
Everyone talked about the scene and more than that, they laughed out loud.
Iblis wanted to make fun of Flashy and Pablo but he himself beca a laughing stock.
However, Pablo heard sothing unusual.
’Who the fuck is Gerald Harlow? Isn’t he the son of Flashy’s father? And Flashy’s last na is Rail. So what is going on?’ Pablo found a new question and he wanted to ask this right away.
But he couldn’t ask right now. Iblis’ matter was on the hand for now.
’I guess I can anger him more.’
"Haha." Pablo laughed as well. That was a fake laugh but it did its work. Iblis was finally pissed now.
He gritted his teeths at Sera and raised his hand.
"You bitch!"
He brought his hand at high speed. He was about to slap Sera.
But Sera just stood with her hands crossed in front of her chest. No fear on her face.
’Wrong choice.’ Pablo continued his al and…
THRAMM!
Soone flew away and crashed at one of the tables with food.
All the other candidates were forced to stop eating and looked at the ongoing matter.
The guests also stopped doing whatever they were doing. Things turned serious real quick.
"He flew away?"
"Who did that?"
"Lady Seraphina."
"She did that?"
"How?"
"I saw everything."
"Tell us then."
And the guest told the other guests.
"Just when Iblis’ hand was about to land on her face, his hand automatically stopped and the next thing, we all know. He flew far away. Lady Seraphina didn’t even move her fingers and she humbled the big guy."
"No way."
"Yes. This is the truth."
The guests couldn’t believe but since the man was saying it with so much confidence, they believed him.
’Her Angel sure is strong.’
Pablo knew what went there. Andrezj must have stopped Iblis.
"Don’t talk to again." Sera said and sat back down on the chair.
She looked at Pablo and her pleasant smile appeared.
’She will pose a lot of problems for . That’s for sure.’
Pablo ignored her and looked at Flashy.
He was wide eyed and he was looking at the ground. He was shivering.
’He is scared of Iblis the most. This reaction is understandable.’
"Don’t worry, Flashy. There is nothing to worry about. Let’s just finish our food and get out of here."
"Ri-right." Flashy started gobbling the food. He wasn’t chewing anymore. He was swallowing. He just wanted to leave the place.
Pablo wasn’t in such a hurry though. He ate slowly and peacefully.
But…
Step!
Step!
Step!
Footsteps approached towards them and they stopped.
Soone was again standing close to them and obviously, it was Iblis.
’Go away, man. You will really die today.’
Pablo, Flashy and Sera entirely ignored Iblis.
They acted like no one was there.
"Liking your food, huh, assholes?" Iblis spoke.
Sera moved but a hand stopped her.
It was Pablo and he shook his head.
Sera agreed right away. If Pablo said don’t move then she won’t. She loved him too much.
"Hey wimp, I heard you beca a slave. Haha. That’s a position worthy of you." Iblis said another thing.
’Why isn’t he arguing with Sera? Did he forgive her? Or is a Count bigger than a Noble? I have to learn about this shit soon.’
Iblis was only mocking Pablo and Flashy. He ignored Sera altogether.
"Answer , wimp. After that old man threw you out of the house, we are poisoning him daily. And your mother, she beca our bitch. Hahaha. Just like how you are his slave, your mother is our slave."
Flashy increased the speed of eating.
"Tch."
Iblis clicked his tongue and turned around.
"Did he give up?" Cupid asked.
’Of course not.’
"Then…"
’You’ll see. As long as he doesn’t ss up with my food. He is fine.’
Iblis ca back again and this ti he ca with two bottles of water.
The bottles were open and Iblis did it…
TIP!
TIP!
He poured water from both bottles and he poured it on the plates of both Flashy and Pablo.
And he stopped midway.
So water was still left inside the bottles and the remaining water was poured on sothing as well.
No. Not on sothing. But it was poured on soone.
Iblis poured the remaining water on Flashy and Pablo.
"He really did it!"
"Welp, he chose the wrong man."
"We will see so eyeballs rolling again it seems."
The guests completely stopped doing whatever they were doing. All their focus shifted on Pablo.
"I told him to not ss with that man."
"Our big brother is strong. He isn’t afraid of so no na man."
"Did you not see his fight today?"
"I did. And all he did was call so roots and harm his opponent. Nothing special."
"It was nothing special? Really?" Iblis’ younger brother looked at his sister.
"Tell , sister, can your hands move without shaking, without grossing out, and gauge soone’s eye out? Can your hands cut off soone’s tongue? The answer is no. We rely so much on our Ego and kill others that we had forgotten how to kill with our hands. Our hands won’t move to give soone pain.
But that man, that man moved his hands without hesitation and gouged soone’s eyeballs. There was no remorse on his face. He knew he was giving soone pain and yet, that didn’t stop him.
Our brother might be strong, but that man has sothing that is many tis stronger than just simple strength."
"And what is that?" The sister asked and the brother answered right away.
"Malice."
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