Everything was fine.
Pablo was smiling.
Hena had refused him with courage too.
So then why the fuck Pablo repeated the sa thing again?
"I won’t jump in any of that. I didn’t choose my face. I shouldn’t be punished for it either."
Pablo smiled. Again, a warm one.
"That’s like a brave girl. You should talk like this when soone insults you."
"... So all of this is really a test?" Hena asked the sa thing again.
Pablo’s smile remained the sa.
"Go and jump in that shit."
"Why?!" Hena yelled.
"To make you ugly."
"If that’s the case then you are handso too. You should also jump. There must be so female Cannibals too. If you jump then I’ll jump as well."
"Congratulations," Pablo clapped. "You passed the test. All of this was a test."
Hena squinted her eyes.
"Why did you reveal this is a test only after I asked you to jump in the sewer too?"
"Don’t think too much. I just wanted to see whether you can talk back or not. And you can use your Ego to change your face but I believe you won’t be able to maintain it as it drains your stamina. So just before leaving, rub a coal or sothing on your face and that’ll suffice. Alright?"
Hena nodded. "Yes. I will."
Draxus smiled. "But czar, did you notice sothing?"
"What?" Pablo asked.
"She thinks you are handso."
Pablo clenched his jaw.
Draxus raised both his hands.
"Sorry."
Hena averted her eyes again, looking at Pablo’s feet.
’I thought she gained so confidence. She is acting like this again.’
"Of course she gained confidence. She just loves you, that’s why she is like this. Why can’t you understand such things?" Cupid’s frustration reached its peak.
Pablo ignored her anyway.
"You can go now, Hena. Your work is done here. And take them with you too. Keep them in your room."
Pablo gestured his finger behind him.
Hena bowed a little and with the eight slaves, she left the ground.
Pablo then focused on the next man.
"Now, Gerald. You won’t join us as the food for the Cannibals."
"What!?" Gerald exclaid.
Flashy would have done the sa if not for Pablo’s raised hand.
"You won’t join us as the food for the Cannibals in the carriage. Because..."
Pablo shared his intention.
"We need a driver too."
"Oh. So I will drive the carriage in which you all will be lying. Is that it?"
"Yeah. This way, if things go south we will be ready to leave. After dropping us, you will hide the carriage sowhere and infiltrate on your own. I won’t be able to help you with that and after infiltration you will tell that you successfully entered the kingdom."
"Okay. But how will I tell you that I entered the kingdom? You all shouldn’t be taking your Receivers with you, right?"
"Don’t worry about that. I’ll have it covered. You go now. Prepare yourself."
Gerald nodded.
He hugged Flashy and took his leave.
Pablo then looked at Nike.
"I want you to create so things for . Go to room number 100 for the candidates. I will arrive there soon."
Nike bowed his head and left the ground too.
Now only Flashy and Draxus were left.
Pablo first looked at Draxus.
"I have nothing to tell you. You are smart enough. Just stop making jokes about my romantic shit."
"I’ll try."
Pablo shook his head and turned to Flashy.
"I also have nothing to say to you too. You are an idiot so nothing will work with you. Just stop being jealous of Draxus and stay calm when we reach Hollow. Got that?"
"I am not jealous of him. And I am not an idiot."
"Yeah. You aren’t. Now get lost, both of you."
Flashy and Draxus gave a nod and left the ground as well.
Now only Pablo was there, sitting on the ground.
Cupid floated beside him.
"What now?" She asked.
Pablo spread his legs and laid down on the rock hard ground.
He placed his hands behind his head and stared at the sky.
"I feel like I am going to assassinate so president."
He let out a dry laugh.
"Why did you assassinate so many leaders, anyway? And how did you manage to do it alone?" Cupid asked a random question.
Pablo decided to entertain her for a while.
"I wasn’t alone. I had gangs. It was filled with people who were angry against the world or just complete psychopaths. After assassinating a president, I used to kill my whole gang. People like them shouldn’t be trusted for a long ti. Then I used to find new mbers again and the process repeated until I was an old man and was captured by the special forces."
"Why did you kill the presidents and the Kings though?"
Pablo sighed.
"I saw Hitler in all of them. That would explain everything."
"Right. But then why did you destroy the temples, churches, mosques and sikh temples?"
"I was angry at the Gods too. The Gods of earth were deaf. And heck, if they were real then where were they when I killed my own family? I hated them from the core."
"Didn’t you feel anything after knowing that many innocents were dying too?"
"I felt nothing. I was enraged. I still am. Life does this to people. I was one of its victims myself. If anything, I believe I freed those innocent people from the clutches of life. I saved them."
"You are twisted. I don’t know how you will be able to change your way. If you accept Sera’s love then I think you will start to enjoy life."
"What about Hena? She is hotter."
"You pervert... there are so things beyond physi-"
"What about you? You are an Angel. I can help you gain so experience."
"How.. wha- How dare you speak like this to an Angel? No one can tou.."
Pablo went back to ignoring Cupid and slowly stood up.
He patted his uniform and walked towards the exit of the ground.
By lying on the ground for a while, he had cald himself down.
Because he knew...
The calmness would be over just in a blink of an eye.
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