Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 288: Mother’s Legs

Sera went all emotional and poetic. She loves Pablo because the demon inside her heart recognised Pablo’s demons.

Pablo heard Sera and his honest feelings were…

’That’s bullshit.’

"Stop talking. Go to sleep." Pablo couldn’t hear anymore.

"Okay, dear."

Sera seemed satisfied and closed her eyes.

Her head stayed on Pablo’s shoulder and her hands remained around him as well.

"She is afraid you will go away again."

Pablo looked at the person who said that.

It wasn’t a person though. It was an Angel. Andrezj.

He was sitting beside Sera just like Cupid was sitting beside Pablo.

’He isn’t staying invisible to me anymore. Did something change?’

Pablo could see Andrezj almost all the time now.

"I know everything about you now. That’s what changed." Andrezj replied.

’So you can also hear my thoughts now.’

"Yes. You are here on a mission and since my dearest is with you, I must make sure you don’t do anything that harms her." Andrezj made himself clear.

’I see. Now that my Angel won’t talk about righteousness, it will be you.’

"Hmm?" Andrezj frowned.

’What?’ Pablo asked.

"Fuck righteousness. I only care about my dearest. Do whatever you want."

Pablo raised his brows.

A smile escaped his lips at Andrezj’s words.

’You know, the Angel exchange offer is still open. Wanna trade?’

"Hey." Cupid barked. "At least ask the person you are exchanging."

"I am not interested anyway." Andrezj refused the offer.

Pablo shrugged and closed his eyes as well.

Cupid was ignored and like that, their journey carried on at super fast speed.

After two hours.

The carriage stopped.

Pablo opened his eyes.

His slaves and Sera were sleeping and the driver opened the carriage door.

"We reached the camp, my lord." He said.

"Good work. Wake up, ladies."

Pablo stood up from his seat and with him, Sera followed.

They both left the carriage and then the ten slaves also got off.

The driver kept his head bowed, not looking at Pablo.

"Give him some money." Pablo said.

"Okie."

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Sera gave the driver a pouch filled with coins and the man gladly kept it.

"May you two have a wonderful life together, my lady." The driver expressed his gratitude and even if unknowingly, he chose the best words to say.

Sera beamed and gave pouch after pouch to the driver.

The driver ran out of places to keep them but he wasn’t complaining.

"That’s enough. Let’s go."

Pablo had to step in.

He held Sera’s hands and walked towards the military camp.

The driver stored all the pouches all over his clothes and turned his carriage around.

Now he would always express gratitude like that.

Pablo and the others reached the gate of the military settlement.

That was the place where the candidates for the military were staying.

The place where Draxus, Flashy and Pablo changed ways for their assignments.

"Looks like I am the first one to arrive."

Pablo let out a sigh and stood outside without entering.

There were not many people around him as well.

However, the next moment..

"I came in second place then…" A voice came from behind Pablo.

"Czar."

Pablo turned around.

"Draxus. We meet again."

"Certainly."

It was Draxus Maverick. Pablo’s right hand man. And he was also someone other than the current fake King who knew about how Pablo killed the real king, Damascus Maverick in the basement of a building in Glory city.

With a warm smile, Draxus stood beside Pablo and they both did some small talks.

"How did your assignment go?" Pablo asked.

"It went well. No demon was summoned but I still got blood on my hands."

"Great work coming back alive." Pablo patted Draxus’ back.

"And you certainly did a miracle, Czar. You cleared the white mist, you killed a Demon. You saved the whole kingdom. No one can match that."

Pablo waved his hand. "Enough chatter. Let’s go."

All of them walked towards the entrance gate and Draxus noticed ten other people walking behind Pablo.

"Are they with you?" He asked.

"Oh. Yes. It’s a long story. Will tell you later."

"Sure."

They reached the gate, Pablo being in the front.

There were two guards stationed and they became vigilant.

"Who dares?" They said.

"We are the candida-"

"Just open this." Pablo ordered, interrupting Draxus.

"I am not sure if they will obey that." Draxus wasn’t sure how the guards would take Pablo’s attitude. He just straight out ordered them after all.

Just like Draxus’ expected, the guards made sour faces for a second but as soon as they saw Pablo, both of them saluted.

"Welcome back, sir. Just a moment."

The guards held both gates of the entrance and opened them full wide.

Pablo glanced at Draxus.

"They will even open their mother’s legs if I say so."

Draxus scratched his forehead and Pablo proceeded to enter.

Sera, Draxus and the ten slaves followed behind him.

Pablo stopped in front of one guard.

"I am going to room number 1. They will also stay in the rooms close to me. Inform the authorities or other shit."

"As you say, sir."

The guard bowed and Pablo spared him no second glance.

He kept on walking like he owned the place and everyone followed him.

Draxus from time to time stole glances at the slave.

They were wearing normal clothes and they didn’t look like someone Pablo would walk around with.

He was curious about all of them. Especially about the most beautiful girl among the lot.

This curiosity of Draxus didn’t escape Pablo’s eyes.

’I hope he doesn’t fall in love with the Elf. It’d be a waste to kill him.’

"That’s wr-"

Cupid ate her words.

’That’s right. You can’t judge me anymore. I like this setting.’

Pablo put his hands behind his head and walked with no worries.

"Czar," Draxus spoke. "You are acting like you already know what is going to happen after two months."

The military would announce the results of the candidates’ assignments after two months and seeing Pablo’s demeanor, Draxus asked that question.

"Everything will be fine. Enjoy these two months." Pablo gave a vague answer.

"Though," He added. "I knew you would be fine. I also pulled through. But…"

Pablo looked in the sky and spoke out his only worry.

"I wonder how Flashy is doing."

"Are you worried about him?" Draxus asked.

"Yeah. Kind of. I mean, I would hate to plan a funeral out of my busy schedule."

Draxus and Pablo shared a laugh and carried on.

And about Flashy, well…