Pablo doesn’t talk during the war. This he said to Cupid at least.
’That’s such a lie. You were talking so much with Rower a few monts ago.’ The Angel refuted Pablo’s statent.
’I don’t talk with enemies during war. And shut up. I am tired.’
Pablo ended the topic and laid on the ground.
His legs stung. They were still vibrating because of the high speed running he did for one hour.
"There is no ti to rest. The City is under attack. His highness is in danger." Rower barked.
"You all can go ahead." Pablo replied.
"What? You are the Commander. You have to go." Boulder chid in.
"I am the Commander during the mist clearing mission. The Vampires in the city have nothing to do with the mist."
"But why? What will you do here?" Rower asked.
Pablo sighed. "My assistant is still missing. I will find her."
"Yes. Right. I forgot about her." Rower softened his tone.
"Yeah. I have to find her and also see about this mist. There must be sothing here to end it all."
"Well, good luck then." Rower finally agreed with Pablo.
Pablo just gave a nod and rested with all his heart.
All of their suits were still on fire. The blood from the Cannibals didn’t put out the fire of the Glory matches.
The mist was also around them but their glasses worked well enough.
"You people will manage to go back on your own right? I won’t be present to give you directions." Pablo spoke.
"We’ll manage." Rower replied.
"Sure."
Pablo stopped talking and everyone walked towards the exit of the Village. Rower figured out directions well enough.
"Who is standing there? Are you not coming?" Rower shouted.
There was one silhouette of red still standing. It wasn’t moving.
"I am Socrates. I will stay with the detective. No one knows this village better than . He will need my help." The silhouette was Socrates. The Village chief.
"Suit yourself." Rower didn’t bother with the blind man and finally opened the exit gate of the village.
With no ti wasted, they all began to walk out of the Village.
Pablo kept any eye on them as he saw silhouettes moving out.
In fifteen minutes, everyone was out of the Village and now only Pablo and Socrates were there.
Cupid and Andrezj were there as well and the male angel was hyper.
"Get up. Find my dearest. You had enough rest." He urged.
Pablo shook his head and slowly began to get up.
His calves and legs were better now for the most part. He could manage walking at least.
"Let’s go, Socrates. She must be waiting."
Pablo stood up completely and he was ready to find Sera.
"How will you find her?" Socrates asked.
"Well, I have an idea where she would be but now that the Cannibals are dead. I can use sothing."
"What?"
Pablo didn’t reply and took out sothing from his Demonite armor’s pocket.
"I will just call her."
Socrates shrugged. "Why didn’t you do it before?"
"I was afraid that if she was hiding around the Cannibals then the ringing of her Receiver might alert them and she would be killed or eaten."
"Makes sense."
Pablo searched for the na and it was written as Assistant.
’Must be hers.’
The Receiver was given by the King so the nas saved on it were what the King knew. He didn’t know Sera’s na so he went with Assistant.
Pablo touched the na and the calling started.
He kept the Receiver on his ear and it rang.
Rings carried on.
’Strange. I thought she would pick up just after the first ring.’
Pablo kept it on his ear and the rings kept going through.
But after thirty seconds, the rings stopped.
"She isn’t picking up."
"Maybe she lost it. The receiver I an." Socrates said.
Pablo tried again and the result was the sa.
"Fuck it. I will find her manually."
Pablo kept the Receiver inside his pocket and started walking.
"Do you know where to go?" Socrates asked, walking beside Pablo.
"Yeah. She will most likely be inside the tunnel. She is a lucky one. If not there then I am afraid I have to do so hard work."
"Let’s hope for the best. But I think you should also look at my house. Maybe you can find the cure for the mist there." Socrates suggested.
"Hmm? Why do you think that? And this mask is annoying."
Pablo removed the mask from his face.
He only had infrared glasses now.
"Will you be fine like that?" Socrates asked.
"Yeah. Everyone drank the urine of a newborn. The mist won’t harm us. And I got the qualities of a Vampire too. So I am fine."
"I see. This wasn’t written in the Pamphlet."
"Yes. The King omitted the part that said we got the antidote to stay in the mist."
"But why omit it? I an, everything was written in the pamphlet so what harm would this information have brought?" Socrates asked.
"It’s just if the Cannibals figured out the purpose of our demonite suits then they would have tried to put out the fire of our suits thinking we will be hard by the mist without the burning suit.
But then it will catch them off guard because we will be okay without the fire. We drank the urine of a newborn baby after all. So it was a playful tactic but we didn’t get to use it. The Cannibals didn’t bother to ss with our suits and all."
"I understand. I would have also drank it but I am too old to drink such stuff."
Pablo laughed.
Socrates chuckled as well.
"You still didn’t tell though. Why do you think there will be a cure of the mist inside your house?" Pablo asked.
"It’s just, the Vampire woman said in her confession that the Demon ca flying inside the village. I think he had fallen near my house. So maybe we could find sothing."
Pablo gave a slow nod and after a few seconds, Socrates stopped.
"We reached the place." He said and started walking.
Pablo followed him.
Socrates climbed the stairs and opened the door of the house.
"Co inside."
Pablo did the sa and entered inside.
The mist enveloped the inside of the house as well and Pablo could only rely on his Angel and Socrates.
"So, what is this? I can’t see anything." Pablo asked.
"Well, detective." Socrates sighed. He road around the house and while doing that, he told Pablo what was this…
"This is the End."
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