Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 285: Pretty Hot

Pablo called it a little clean up but the King knew Pablo’s way of cleaning things.

Nevertheless, he had no choice but to accept Pablo’s demand.

After that was done, Pablo placed another order.

"This one is not that urgent but I think it’s time you should wage War against the Cannibals and the Vampires."

The King’s brows shot up.

"War? You mean that? Are you sure?"

"Yes. The Cannibals are a pain so it’s only reasonable to get rid of them for good. And about the Vampires, well, the son of the Vampire King died in this kingdom so there is a chance he will take revenge. So let’s end that race as well."

"That’s… too sudden. A war is no joke. Even as a King I can’t just order something like that."

"I am not saying to do it right now. I am just telling you to start preparing. Recruit as many soldiers as you can and train them. Appoint four high dukes as well. Boulder will stay the same. All the other high dukes should be strong as war is inevitable with the Cannibals. Alright?"

"Yes. That’s reasonable. I will do it. Anything else?"

"Not at the moment. I will tell you the names of people who will join the Abyssal Butchers with me. And give me something that I can use to contact you instantly. Your personal number and a good Receiver will do."

"It will be done."

"That’s all then. Prepare everything I told you. There is no need for me to meet the others. I will leave for the military camp after meeting the Royals responsible for the hermit slums. I hope I get results for the assignment."

"You will."

"Now go. You have a lot of work to do." Pablo dismissed the King.

The King stood up and left the room.

No one came to meet Pablo after that and he rested in his room for the whole day.

The Next Day.

Pablo wore some flashy clothes and was ready to leave the room.

A few hours ago, a guard had come and told Pablo that the King was waiting at a banquet hall located in Glory city.

But Pablo wasn’t wearing such clothes to visit the banquet.

Cupid floated beside him and she still wrote things in her diary.

"Why write it now? It doesn’t matter anymore." He asked.

"I just like writing."

Pablo shrugged and with one last look at the mirror, he left the room.

He encountered a guard outside the room and the guard bowed at him.

Pablo said nothing.

The guard was there to escort Pablo to the banquet hall.

Pablo was still in the castle and as he walked he encountered many people.

But no one came in his way and all of them bowed their heads as Pablo walked past them.

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’This is nice.’

Pablo liked the respect and continued walking.

"Get me someone who can use Fire." He said.

"Hmm?" The guard didn’t understand.

"You heard it right. I don’t like to repeat. Just do as I said."

The guard didn’t ask further and as they kept walking, the guard called someone with his Receiver along the way.

Soon enough, one more guard came running towards Pablo and joined them without any questions.

"What’s your name?" Pablo asked, looking at the guard who just joined them.

"Ru-Rural, my lord." The guard replied.

"Alright, Rural. Do you know the way to the banquet hall?"

"Yes."

"Then there is no need for you, young man. You can go." Pablo said to the guard who was responsible for escorting him.

The guard didn’t ask anything and stopped walking with Pablo.

Now Rural and Pablo were the only ones walking.

Eventually, Pablo reached the exit door of the castle and before leaving, he turned around to get a look.

But as he turned around, he was welcomed with the sight of all the guards, staff and the people living inside the castle.

The hall was filled with people standing in front of Pablo.

Pablo didn’t know what they were doing but soon he understood.

Everyone, in unison, bowed their heads at Pablo and all of them at once said :

"Thank you for your work. We all are grateful."

They kept their heads low and Pablo’s lips curled up.

"It’s fine. Take care."

That was all he said and finally left the castle.

"Cover your face, my lord. People will swarm you if they see your face." Rural said while giving a black cloth to Pablo.

Pablo also wanted no disturbance so he wrapped the cloth around his face.

They started walking again as Rural showed the way towards the banquet hall.

They were already in the Glory city so they didn’t have to walk too far before finally reaching a large decorated building.

"This is the hall, my lord." Rural completed his sudden mission of escorting Pablo.

Pablo roamed his eyes around the hall and it was nearly void of people.

Mostly because the city was wrecked by the Demon. There were only a few people present around the hall as the landscape was pretty much ragged.

Pablo also saw a lone figure standing in front of the Banquet hall’s entrance.

His back was facing Pablo and he was also covered with a black cloth but Pablo had an idea who it might be.

"I am here." Pablo said.

The figure instantly turned around and Pablo saw his face.

It was the King of the kingdom.

He walked towards Pablo and stood beside him.

"Let’s go inside then. All the royals responsible for the Hermit slums are inside. And you may leave, guard."

Rural bowed and turned around.

However…

"Wait, Rural." Pablo spoke.

Rural stopped.

The King frowned.

Pablo looked at the King.

"I didn’t wear such nice clothes to attend some hall, old man."

"Then..?"

Pablo smiled. "Rural, you can use Fire right?"

"Yes. Yes. I-I can."

"Great. Then use it for good use."

The King raised his brows. "Do you mean.."

"Yes." Pablo looked at Rural. "Burn this hall."

"What?! My lord? Your highness?"

Rural jerked his head at the King, expecting some kind of explanation.

But the King just sighed.

"Do it." He gave in.

Rural looked back and forth at Pablo and the King and both of them said burn the banquet hall.

In the end, the King’s orders were absolute so Rural summoned fire on his hands and threw five round heavy and large fireballs at the banquet hall.

In no time, the banquet hall caught fire and the few people who were present around the hall saw it and began running around.

They screamed Fire, fire, and Pablo knew people would gather soon enough.

"I should have known." The King said, shaking his head. He had an idea that Pablo might do something like this.

Rural, the guard responsible for the fire had no idea what was going on.

"Can I go now?" He just wanted to leave.

"Yes. You may le-"

"You did good, Rural." Pablo interrupted the King.

Rural smiled. "Thank you, my lord. I did what you said."

Pablo patted Rural’s shoulder.

"But you know, this fire should be an accident."

"Hm? What do you mean, my lord?"

Pablo sighed.

"I mean.. you caused this fire on my order. And since I like to sleep without worry, I don’t want any loose ends."

Rural’s eyes widened.

"No. No. My lord, I won’t tell anyone. I won’t tel-"

"Can’t Risk it."

SWISH!

Pablo grabbed the dagger stuck in Rural’s waist and with no hesitation, he stabbed it right on Rural’s throat.

PLUCK!

Blood came out of the guard’s mouth and Pablo held the man from his hairs.

"Let’s see how hot your fire is."

Pablo lifted Rural and in one motion, threw him at the burning banquet hall.

Rural instantly caught fire and Pablo gave an appreciative nod.

"Well, it’s pretty hot."