Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 291: Toe

Flashy reached in front of the entrance of the military camp.

"Open it." He ordered.

The two guards stationed there, frowned.

"What do you want? I have no pennies."

Flashy heard the guard.

"You have no penis? Sad."

Actually, he misheard the guard.

"Do you want to die?" The guard pointed his spear at Flashy.

"I was joking. I am Flashy Rail. Pablo Castillo knows me."

"Oh. Right. He told us about you. I am sorry, you look like shit right now so I thought a beggar came."

"I agree. Just let me in." Flashy was too tired to talk.

The guard opened the gate and Flashy stepped inside the camp.

"Your room number is fourteen. And sir Pablo is in room number one."

"Did the boss come alone or did he have someone with him? And how long has it been since he came?"

"He came yesterday with twelve other people."

"Twelve. I hope he has some girls for me too." Flashy elbowed the guard, smiling.

"He had some girls with him. Maybe you will get some gifts today. Hehe." The guard smiled in return as well.

Both of them were perverts.

Nevertheless, after all that, Flashy went to his room and made himself presentable.

He was stinking and he hadn’t eaten anything decent for a few days.

So he first helped himself with good food and after two hours, he was finally ready to greet his Boss.

He left his room and went towards room number one.

He knocked on the door and a few seconds later, the door opened.

"Boss!"

Flashy jumped at Pablo.

Pablo stepped aside.

Flashy fell on the floor.

Pablo closed the door again.

"So you are alive."

Pablo sat on the bed.

Flashy sat on the floor.

"Yes. I am alive and well. And guess what?"

"You finished your assignment." Pablo guessed.

"Yess. I did. And you won’t believe what happened."

"Wait. Let me call the others as well."

Pablo took out a Receiver from his pocket and called everyone.

"You have this now? Can I have one too?" Flashy asked.

Pablo threw one at him.

"I brought one for you too."

"Thank you very much." Flashy gladly took it.

Pablo couldn’t care less.

He had asked for Receivers from the King and he got them all inside a bracelet.

He had distributed them to his slaves, Sera, Draxus and now Flashy. And he still had enough to spare.

Flashy tinkered with the device and Pablo waited for others to arrive.

After two seconds, someone knocked on the door and Pablo told Flashy to fetch it.

Flashy opened the door.

"It’s you." He said.

"Yeah. Move. And leave the door open. Some more people are coming."

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"Don’t order me. I am not the same person as before."

"Come in, Draxus." Pablo called.

Flashy moved to the side and Draxus came inside.

He sat on the floor and Flashy stayed at the door.

"Dear!"

The next person to come was Sera and she went straight for Pablo’s bed.

She sat beside him and Pablo let her be.

After Sera, a group of people arrived.

They were wearing better clothes than Flashy and they were ten in number.

Five girls, five boys.

They were Pablo’s slaves and all of them came inside the room and as the last person entered, Flashy couldn’t take his eyes off of them.

He closed the door and as the ten slaves sat down, Flashy sat on one knee in front of a girl.

Draxus rolled his eyes and Sera wasn’t even paying attention.

Pablo, however, knew for sure what Flashy was going to do.

He was sitting on one knee in front of Hena, the elf slave.

’Well, let’s see how she reacts.’

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Pablo usually saw Hena acting all shy. He would like to see how she reacts to Flashy.

"What’s your name, my lady?" Flashy asked.

Hena twitched.

She looked at Pablo.

Pablo gave a nod.

"He..Hena."

"What a nice name. I am Flashy Rail and I am the right hand of Pablo Castillo."

’You are not even my toe.’ Pablo thought.

"My lady," Flashy looked in Hena’s eyes. "It’s love at first sight. Marry me."

"No."

Hena forgot about her twitching.

She straight out said no.

’Imagine being so bad that even the shy girl forgets her shyness.’

"That’s the fastest rejection. You are impressive for all its worth." Draxus commented.

Flashy stood up and walked towards the corner of the room.

Then, he sat there.

"Alright, Boss. You can start the meeting now."

Pablo sighed.

"Let me give you some advice, Flashy."

Flashy said nothing.

"Don’t just start by asking for marriage. First, make the girl familiar to you. Show her your good points and eventually, she will show you if she likes you or not."

"Oh. So that’s why you aren’t asking me for marriage? But I already told you I love you. So why the wait, dear?"

"I am just talking about psychology. So shut up."

"Okie."

"Alright, boss. I will do as you said. I will first show Hena my good points and then I wil-"

"No. You can forget Hena. Use the advice on someone else."

Flashy went silent again.

Pablo left the love topic and moved to the main one.

"Tell me about your assignment. You were saying I wouldn’t believe what happened."

"Yes. Right. See their first and second pages."

Flashy came to his regular self.

He gave the newspapers he had to Pablo and Pablo gave them a look.

He read what Flashy told him to read and after reading, he gave it to Draxus.

Draxus also read the news and the papers were returned to Flashy.

The slaves weren’t interested and so was Sera. They didn’t read it.

"I am not surprised at all." Pablo said.

"Likewise." Draxus said the same thing.

Flashy frowned. "Why? I completed the assignment."

"You completed it?" Pablo chuckled. "The assignment was completed on its own. You were just lucky."

"Yeah. If the Duke was just a little bit vigilant, you would have died before you could attack him from behind." Draxus chimed in.

"Well, you are not wrong. But I won anyway. Luck is also a skill." Flashy was proud nevertheless.

"Yes. We will know everything after two months." Pablo said and before he could ask anything further, Draxus raised his hand.

"Yes?" Pablo asked.

"Czar, ever since you came to this camp after the assignment, I want to ask you something."

"Hmm." Pablo would hear the question.

Draxus leaned forward and pointed at Pablo’s eyes.

"Why are your eyes red?"