"You get wet dreams? And you are sharing such a thing with ?"
Pablo couldn’t believe Sera said sothing like that. Such things should be secret.
"I get dreams of you so it’s only natural to tell you about them." Sera’s logic was simple.
"It’s not natural at all. And don’t tell that again. If you get those again just enjoy the feeling and keep quiet. Now move."
Pablo pushed Sera to the other end of the bed and Pablo also created a border between them.
’She will hop on in my sleep. Can’t take any risks.’
"I will sleep and don’t co near ." Pablo said for the last ti and finally closed his eyes.
Sera, on the other side of the bed, was left with embarrassnt and she too closed her eyes.
Both of them were tired and they drifted to sleep pretty fast.
After one hour.
Knock!
Knock!
The door of the room received so knocks.
Pablo instantly got up. He was always vigilant.
"Coming." He said.
He stretched his neck left and right.
"Sera, get up."
Pablo called for the girl. He looked at the other side.
"At least she is wearing clothes. I was afraid of the wet dreams."
He removed the wall of the thick blanket and shook Sera.
"Wake up."
Sera just changed position.
"If you don’t wake up I will leave you forever."
"I am awake!"
Sera jolted.
’Too much love.’
Pablo sighed. "Yes. Yes. The King is calling. Let’s go."
He left the bed and Sera did the sa.
Andrezj freshened her up and Pablo went to wash his face.
One hour of sleep was enough for him.
In five minutes, both of them were ready.
Sera had her face covered and Pablo stood near the door.
But before opening it, Pablo held Sera’s hand.
"Kyaah." Sera gasped by the sudden touch but she didn’t retaliate.
’Use the second one.’
[ Misis Malefica In Use! ]
[ Hold the Target’s hand for ten seconds! ]
[ You are already familiar with the Target. ]
[ No mories will be shown. ]
Pablo waited for ten seconds to pass and they did.
[ Ego Successfully Copied! ]
[ You already know about the Ego! ]
[ You have copied the sa Ego many tis from the sa target! ]
[ You can keep this Ego for Eleven Hours now! ]
[ An amount of life force bigger than the last ti will be taken from the Target! ]
[ The Target will die if you keep doing this often!! ]
’Shut up.’
Pablo ignored the last ssage and let go of Sera’s hand.
"I feel weak again." She said.
Pablo looked at her face for a few seconds then averted her gaze.
’You will kill her like this. Stop copying her Ego. You don’t need luck. Since when did Pablo Castillo beco dependent on luck?’ Cupid complained.
’I am not dependent on luck, Angel. But if I have the ability to get good luck then I’ll be a fool not to use it.’
’Even if it costs her life?’
’Maybe.’
’It’s useless talking to you.’
Cupid went silent and Pablo couldn’t ask for more.
He took a deep breath and finally opened the door.
A man was standing just in front with red clothes and a sword. Pablo figured he was a foot soldier.
"The King awaits you, sir." The soldier said.
"He sent you to wake up?" Pablo asked.
"Yes."
"Cool."
Pablo left the room and Sera followed.
The soldier walked in front of them and Pablo followed him silently.
They reached the main hall of the castle and all the thrones were empty.
The soldier brought them deeper inside the castle and Pablo figured they were going at the back of the castle.
They climbed a set of stairs, reached a corridor and the soldier stopped in front of the first room.
"The King is inside." He said and walked away.
Pablo didn’t bother with him and stood outside the room.
"I asked him for a big place for the production of Demonite. And he chose a room?"
Pablo wasn’t sure of the King’s decision but he certainly didn’t want to make the King wait.
So with less hopes, he opened the door and went inside.
Sera did the sa and now both of them were inside the room.
In front of them was a big table and behind the table was a big chair.
On that chair, the King was seated and behind him, were the five High Dukes.
The room appeared to be a eting room of so kind and other than the King and the High Dukes, soone else was also seated but on a small chair across to the King.
"Good afternoon, my lord." Pablo bowed.
Sera did the sa.
"Have a seat, Pablo." The King said.
Pablo walked and sat beside the unknown man.
The King was in front of him and Pablo was waiting for the King to explain himself.
"You must be thinking why I called you here. Well, it’s for the production of the suits." Damascus said.
"Forgive , my lord. But isn’t this room small for that? I asked you for a large place." Pablo said his mind.
"Yes. But it turns out, we don’t need a large place at all for the production."
"I don’t understand."
The King gestured towards the man beside Pablo.
"The man sitting beside you is the answer for your question."
Pablo looked at the man.
’This nerdy bitch?’
Pablo didn’t find the man impressive. He looked like a malnourished plumber working in a construction site.
He wore big thick glasses and his eyes appeared big because of them.
But…
’I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.’ Pablo would hear what the King had to say.
"What can he do, my lord?" He asked.
"Show him, Lee." The King ordered.
The man’s na was Lee and he nodded.
He turned to Pablo.
"Do you have a Black card, sir?"
"Yes?" Pablo answered.
"Give that." Lee reached out his hand.
Pablo gave a glance at the King and the King gave a nod.
Pablo decided to trust the King and gave his black card to Lee.
Lee placed the card on his right palm and then he placed his left palm on the card.
The card was hidden now and Lee moved his hands back and forth.
"Count till ten, sir." He said.
Pablo obliged and counted.
Ten seconds were finished and Lee finally showed both his palms to Pablo.
And when Pablo saw it, his brows shot up.
"Two cards?"
Now there were two black cards on both Lee’s palms.
"That’s right, sir. It’s my Ego."
Lee smiled. He gave both cards to Pablo and reached out his hand for a shake.
"I can replicate anything."
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