On the table, two jars filled with White Mist were placed and Pablo knew which one was his jar.
But the King said the jar placed by the High Duke was filled with the real white mist.
Which Pablo didn’t understand.
"The mist in my jar is also real, my lord. My assistant got her hand burned after all." He said.
"I know. When I say the real white mist I an the mist that is here in this Kingdom. Because I am sure you know that the mist here is more deadly than the mist in the village." The King explained.
"Oh. Right. I understand. So you want to test this copied suit on the more dangerous mist. But how did you know the mist inside my jar is filled with the mist from the village?"
"Well, you wouldn’t be allowed inside this city just to collect the mist. So it’s only natural that I will think you got it from the village. Am I wrong?"
"No. You are right."
"Now test the suit. I don’t want to waste ti."
"Right."
Pablo stored his jar of mist inside his bracelet and took out Glory matches.
But before doing anything, he gave the matches to Lee.
"Copy it as well."
Lee looked at the King.
The King gave a nod.
Lee agreed and did his thing.
In just ten seconds, he copied the Glory matches and placed the duplicate one on the table.
Pablo stored the original one away and held the copied matches.
"Why did you make him do that?" A high Duke asked.
"I wanted to use everything copied. Just to see if it works or not."
"Test now." The King said again. He was eager.
Pablo also didn’t make him wait long and wore both suits on his right hand.
"The texture feels the sa. Good job, Lee." Pablo praised.
Lee just smiled.
Pablo asked Sera to set the suit on fire and she did.
The King watched closely and Pablo also focused.
"Hmm. No heat. The suit is working well till now." Pablo passed the suit for the first test.
Lee clapped a little and Pablo finally shoved his hand inside the jar.
Everyone watched with anticipation as that was the real test. If the copied didn’t stop the mist’s harm then Lee was useless and the King had to create Demonite suits the hard way.
"Count till ten. That’s when it harms ." Pablo said.
Everyone did that and when the ten seconds were up…
"Well, I am fine. For now." Pablo shared the good news.
Everyone broke into a smile.
"Don’t be too happy yet, my lord. The original suits can keep us inside the mist forever without hurting our skin. I want to see if this thing could do the sa."
"How long do you want to keep your hand inside then?" The King asked.
"Three hours at least."
"Suit yourself. Just don’t overdo it. I don’t want you dying on ."
Pablo smiled. "I won’t die."
"Sure thing. We have to wait for three hours then." The King leaned back on the chair.
"If we are going to wait, my lord. Then may I get so alone ti with you?" Pablo asked.
"Hmm? Alone ti? For what? Well, yes. Of course."
The King agreed and looked at Lee.
"You can roam around the castle for a while, Lee. Go."
"As you say, your majesty." Lee stood up and without looking back, he left the room.
"And what about you people? Do you need an invitation? Get out." The King said to his dukes.
"One of us will stay here, your highness. He has his assistant so you can have one person as well." A high Duke said.
"Fine." The King agreed and Pablo also didn’t mind that. He just wanted to talk.
Four Dukes left the room and now four people were inside the room.
Pablo’s hand was still inside the mist and he was focusing on that as well.
"You can talk now, Pablo."
Pablo nodded. "My lord, I asked you to prepare people who have water, ice, mind related Egoes. I want to add one more category to that."
"Let guess, you want fire related people too?" The King took a guess.
"You are right, my lord. I want those people as well. If the fire on the Demonite suit went out, they could light it back. Because the fire is the only thing that is keeping the mist from harming the skin."
"It shall be done. Anything else?"
"Yes. I forgot to tell you before, but the Chief of the forsaken village suspects that along with the cannibals there could be one more race behind the mist."
"And that is?"
Pablo leaned forward at the table.
"Vampires."
The King raised his brows. "What do they have to do with anything? And their Kingdom is very far away from ours. The Chief is just thinking too much."
"We have to consider everything, my lord. It’s not like the Vampires are so good people who don’t want to harm our kingdom. They need blood and the Cannibals need flesh. You never know."
"Well, we will see only after going inside the Village."
"Yes. That’s true and even if there are Vampires we just need to bring them to the sunlight and they will die anyway."
The King frowned. "Who said that?"
"Am I wrong?"
"Yes. The Vampires have no problem with the sun. What are you talking about?"
’The fcuk? What kind of Vampires does this world have?’ Pablo didn’t see this coming.
"The Vampires are really okay with the sun? Are you sure, my lord?" He asked for confirmation.
"Of course I am sure. Heck, I have even seen them playing in bright daylight."
’My whole life was a lie.’
"I understand. I must have been mistaken then."
"Yes. I didn’t expect such things from a detective."
"I am but a Human, my lord." Pablo bowed his head.
The King waved his hand. "Anything else you need?"
"Yes. And that is the most important thing."
Pablo leaned towards the King again.
"I want the Whole world."
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