Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Pablo said he won't let his eight slaves die.

And upon hearing that, the slaves stopped fidgeting.

Their eyes found some light and all of them nodded with a smile.

And not only these eight slaves, one more slave was also infatuated by the words of Pablo.

Hena.

Standing among the soldiers, her face found a smile and her eyes couldn't leave the sight of Pablo.

But the next second, she saw someone looking at her.

Someone standing in front of her, on the first row.

Their eyes met and Hena quickly removed the smile from her face and turned serious.

'Czar is lucky.'

Draxus shook his head and turned his head at the front again.

He was the one looking at Hena because he figured she must be making a face while hearing Pablo's words.

And he was right.

Nevertheless, he let her be.

"Now that's out of the way, Admiral. After entering the Hollow Kingdom, I don't know what the fuck I will do. So I won't lie. I will just rely on my instincts and if I get a chance, I might kill their King myself."

"What kind of Marshall are you? You should have thought of a plan by now."

"Even if I had made a plan there's no guarantee that it would have worked. Things would get out of my hands if I tried to focus on my plan. So I will think on the go. But don't worry, I won't die."

"Of course you won't die. I am worried about the soldiers. We have already suffered losses in the past couple of days. I don't want anymore."

"I will make sure the deaths remain at minimum. Just like how the King gave you a free hand, give me a free hand too. And I will give you the results. Believe me or not, I have done this many times."

Harlia sighed. "Fine. You have my permission. Go all out. And if you see an opportunity to kill their King, don't hesitate to drop his head."

Pablo smiled. "Sure. I will bring you his head then."

Harlia nodded.

She patted Pablo's shoulder and darted her gaze at the soldiers.

"Everyone, make sure to listen to your Marshal's order. He is responsible for your lives. Don't try to become a hero. There can only be one Hero in one batch. And in yours, the Hero is Pablo. So make sure to stay in your side character lane and obey the Hero. Got that?"

"Yes!"

"Is that clear?!"

"Yess!!"

"That's all. Tell me what you need, Pablo and I will arrange it. And call me before leaving. Alright?"

"Yes. Will do."

Harlia nodded and bent her knees.

She waited for nothing and took off in the air.

The eight slaves, the hundred soldiers and Pablo remained on the ground.

CLAP!

Pablo clapped.

Everyone looked at him.

"Go back to your rooms. Prepare yourself. You are not allowed to bring anything with you. Just one pair of clothes and balls are needed for this mission. I'll bring mine and I hope you all do the same too."

"Yes, sir!"

"Now go!"

The soldiers saluted and walked towards the exit of the ground.

"Draxus, Flashy, Nike, Hena and Gerald. You five stay here. The other soldiers are allowed to leave."

The five of them stopped walking while the others left the ground.

Now only the eight slaves and the four soldiers remained.

"What is it, Boss?" Flashy asked. "We should leave too. My mom must be terrified right now."

"Yes. I am no Marshal but waiting here is just pointless. I don't want to lose my wife again." Gerald chimed in.

Both father and son were worried and Pablo decided to end their worry by saying:

"Shut up."

Flashy opened his mouth then closed it again.

Gerald shrugged and stopped talking as well.

Pablo sat down on the ground.

"I stopped you five here for some important reason. Hear me out."

They nodded.

Pablo looked at Hena first.

"Your pretty face will pose a lot of problems for me in this mission."

Hena flinched.

Her face flushed red as she averted her eyes from Pablo.

Pablo held his forehead.

'Of course she is blushing. I forgot she loves me. No wonder people say girls like toxic shit.'

"Don't call yourself shit, Pablo." Cupid said.

'I am calling myself toxic for fucks sake.'

"Oh okay."

Pablo ignored the Angel and focused back on the elf.

But he met another pair of smiling eyes.

Draxus.

The man was nodding his head, smirking.

Pablo ignored him too.

"What I am saying is, if the Cannibals saw you, Hena. They will first fuck you. Their whole kingdom will fuck you one by one. Their mind will stop working if they see a girl like you. Because I am sure they hadn't seen a girl like you in their whole life. They would want to taste you and after they are done, they will eat you as some premium version of meat. Heck, they might put you out on auction and sell you."

Hena flinched again.

Her face flushed once more.

But this time, it wasn't red. It was pale.

'I like the seriousness now.'

"But don't worry, I have a plan for that."

Hena's eyes lit up. Pablo surely would have made an epic plan.

"Make yourself ugly and stinky. In other words, go and jump in the sewer."

"..."

Everyone started at Pablo.

Their faces went blank.

"... Czar, that's.. don't you think it's a little too extreme?" Draxus said.

Flashy jumped in. "Extreme? That's the dumbest thing I have heard."

Pablo's brows flinched. "You are the last person to lecture me about to dumb things."

"Fair." Flashy shut his mouth.

Pablo looked at Hena.

"What do you say?"

".. I.. want to agree but.. just kill me."

Pablo raised his brows.

"You are that against it? Sewer isn't all that bad, you know. Just because it's black you shouldn't be hating it. I didn't know you were racist."

"I am not." Hena stomped her leg. "I won't jump in the sewer and you can kill me for refusing your order."

She clearly refused in a stern manner and Pablo smiled.

"That's how I want you to react when someone wrongs you. That's what a strong woman does."

"Oh. So you were just testing me?" Hena asked.

Pablo smiled again. This time a warm one.

Hena smiled in return and in that light atmosphere, Pablo spoke again.

"Go jump in that shit."