The King and Pablo had their eyes locked with each other.
The table between them remained as a diator.
When Pablo had first co to the King’s castle, he had told the King that in return for cleaning the mist, he wanted sothing and he would tell that ’sothing’ later.
And now that Pablo ntioned it again, the King rebelled that he would not give it. That he was a scum just like Pablo.
"Fine then, my lord." Pablo patted his knees.
He stood up.
"We will see who is a bigger scum in the end."
"That we’ll do." The King was ready.
Pablo nodded.
He shoved his hand inside his bracelet and took out two things.
The Demonite and Kevlar.
"Lee should copy these in large numbers and the tailors should make suits out of them. The Weapon Smith shall make weapons out of these and a double edged sleek sword will be mine. We will go inside the mist after one week. But if I find any compromise in quality and ti, then I’ll stop the mission and think of a new plan before it’s too late. Good luck."
"Good luck to you too. And everything shall be perfect. I want the mist to go away after all." The King assured.
Pablo waved his hands and walked towards the door.
"A tailor will co into your room to take your asurents. Be ready." The King said.
"Sure. Send the tailor to my room. And Socrates too. And the materials for the infrared glasses."
Pablo looked at Lee. "After you are finished here, co to my room. Copies of infrared glasses are required. I will try to create many of them myself as well. Alright?"
Pablo stretched his hand and Lee hastily grabbed it as well.
"Yes, sir. I will be there right away." He said.
Pablo nodded. ’Use it.’
[ Misis Malefica In Use! ]
[ Hold the Target’s hand for ten seconds! ]
[ You have already seen the mories of the Target! ]
Pablo asked for a handshake exactly for this reason. He needed Lee’s Ego, Ditto.
He spent ten seconds doing ager talks with Lee.
[ Ego Successfully Copied! ]
[ You can keep this Ego with you for thirteen hours! ]
[ A small amount of life force taken from the Target! ]
The notifications cane and Pablo let go of Lee’s hand.
He said so parting words and with one last glance at the King, he left the room.
Though, the next second, the door of the room opened again.
Pablo peeked his head.
"Sir Boulder, you should also co with Lee when he’s done. We will discuss so plans."
"If his highness says then I’ll co." Boulder would only listen to the King.
"Of course you can go, Boulder. Pablo is the caretaker of this mission now." The King gave permission.
Boulder bowed.
Pablo ignored the King and finally left the room.
The high dukes and the King waited for a while before they started their talks again. They were afraid Pablo would co back again.
But Pablo didn’t co back and Lee started doing his job.
Outside the room, Pablo climbed down the stairs at a fast pace.
His speed had increased because of the Vampire blood and in no ti, he reached the last floor of the castle.
He by now knew the interior design of the castle and he found his room very easily.
Cupid and Andrezj followed him and after a few more seconds, Pablo went inside his room.
He sat on the single couch and a table was in front of him.
He took out the jar of the white mist from his bracelet and put it on the brown polished wooden table.
"What do you want to do?" Cupid asked. She had nothing better to do so she just asked.
"That Woman said that Vampires can heal from the mist. It doesn’t harm them at all. So what if that’s the case with as well?"
"Oh. But she was a Royal Vampire."
"What is the difference between a Royal and a normal vampire anyway?" Pablo asked for general knowledge.
"The Vampires who have the blood of their progenitor, the strongest vampire, in a prominent quantity, are called Royal Vampires." Cupid answered.
Pablo expected it so he didn’t paid all that much attention to it.
"Let’s see if this blood is really worth the hype or not."
Pablo opened the lid of the jar and without any wait, he dipped his right hand inside it.
He counted till ten and on the eleventh second, he broke into a smile.
"Nice. No harm yet. Vampires sure have their perks."
Pablo usually felt ichiness just after ten seconds but this ti, the mist did him nothing.
"I’ll keep it here for more ti. Keep counting." Pablo gave the order and waited for the mist to harm him.
After a while, Pablo finally felt sothing.
"I can feel it. The harm started just now."
"It’s been ten minutes since your hand is inside it." Cupid shared the ti.
"I see. So now the mist harms only after ten minutes and because of the Vampiric abilities, my hand is constantly healing. So it’s like no damage at all. Haha. Nice. Nice."
"So you will not wear Demonite suit inside the mist?" Andrezj asked this ti.
"I will wear it, of course. Only us three know that the mist doesn’t harm all that much anymore. It will be a surprise elent for the enemies."
"Sure. As long as you find my dearest, I don’t care about your ways." Andrezj only cared about Sera.
"I will find her. Although I don’t like her, I will still find her." Pablo gave an honest answer.
"Hmm." Andrezj stopped talking.
"I just hope she is fine." Cupid chid in.
"Don’t worry. She is fine for sure." Pablo was confident and Cupid and Andrezj only wished his confidence ca true.
And talking about Sera…
After being seperated from Pablo that day, after one whole week…
She opened her eyes from her unknown slumber.
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