Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

For the soldiers and hell, for the whole military, the mission given to Pablo and his batch was to infiltrate Hollow and quietly pass the information to Admiral Harlia.

But for Pablo, this wasn't the mission at all.

He was going to Hollow to burn the Cannibals down to the ground.

Their Gods, their religion, their families, their customs everything was in danger and if it was Pablo who said all that, then know for sure that the chances of it happening are more than the chances of the sun coming out in the sky every morning.

Seeing the confidence and the sheer courage of their Marshal, the soldiers found vigor inside themselves as well.

At the start, they thought Pablo was a madman but now they realised he was the only man who showed what he was like. He wasn't a pretend. He was a monster and he took pride in it.

The soldiers felt a sense of belonging with Pablo as his words made them realise one more thing—They were monsters too.

Infiltration? The Admiral's order? Fuck that. They wanted blood. They wanted to kill and if Pablo, their Marshal, was in the same mood then there was no reason to hold back.

Blood it is.

They all raised their fists in the air just like Pablo and…

"Kill!"

"Cannibals shall choke!"

"Blood!"

"Warr!"

"All hail Pablo!"

"All hail the Marshal!!"

Chants rang out in the ground as the soldiers found the vigor and the audacity to go against the orders of the Admiral.

Their cheers and enthusiasm screamed only one thing that anyone watching it would be able to tell.

They were going to War.

Pablo heard their chants and he brought his fist down.

The soldiers did the same and stopped chanting as well.

"I like the fire in you now. Keep this up. And no one is allowed to tell anyone what we discussed here. The admiral shouldn't know we have no plans on following her order. Because it won't happen as she thinks will happen.

One of you, I am sure, will mess up and the Cannibals would know that their privacy has been breached. And when that happens, they won't wait and eat you alive.

They won't willingly give information and only I or probably Draxus is capable of acting undercover and getting all the secrets of the Cannibals. Not you guys. You all will die if you try to delve deeper. And since I don't want the death of my army, I would make sure to move with caution.

I would tell you more but now's not the time for that. We still have three days. I will tell you everything on the last day before leaving. So today, before sleeping, make sure to give me all the details about your Egoes and keep that item safe that you just took from the box. With that, this meeting is adjourned. Get lost."

The soldiers thumped their legs and saluted.

Pablo nodded and the soldiers waited for nothing and proceeded to leave the ground.

Pablo watched them going but some of them remained on the ground.

Flashy, his father Gerald, Erect, Hena, Nike and the eight slaves behind Pablo.

"There is no need for you all to stop as well. Go and prepare every detail of your Ego. You too, Gerald. You are no exception."

The soldiers nodded and Gerald sighed.

"As you say, Captain." The old man felt it odd getting ordered around by a man younger than him but he couldn't complain.

Flashy didn't know the thoughts of his father but he knew his thoughts and he spoke them out.

"Boss, you mentioned killing the Cannibals. But you never mentioned finding my mom. I hope it wasn't intentional. I hope you are thinking about her."

'I don't even think about my own mother.'

"Yes. Don't worry. I have everything under control." Pablo assured Flashy but from inside he was like:

'I can make all the plans I want, the real scenario would tear all of them away. His mother might already be dead.'

Pablo didn't reveal all that to Flashy of course. He needed the man in full motivation, not full of sadness.

On the other hand, Cupid joined her palms and looked in the sky with her eyes closed.

Her lips muttered something in a whisper and with his vampire ears, he managed to hear them clearly.

"Oh, Goddess Mother Alfida, protect the mother of this lamb. Bestow your kindness and your essence on this child. I pray to you with all my Angelic being that is your child. Please, be kind."

Cupid placed her joined hands on her chest and opened her eyes.

Just then, her eyes met the eyes of Pablo which were twitching.

"What?" She asked, adjusting her clothes subconsciously.

Pablo's face twitched again.

'I am not a pervert who would stare at your clothes. And you are not even exposing your skin. Besides, I prefer busts. Which you don't have at all.'

Cupid's face turned bright red. She fumed—and was about to drop the nastiest comeback according to her, at least—but Pablo raised his hand.

'Don't bother. I made that face because I heard your prayer. I found it childish and completely pointless.'

"Huh? Why is that? It's completely normal."

Pablo scoffed. 'So you just look into the sky, ask for something and it will happen? If it worked like that, I would have been the husband of two wives—Sera and Hena—by now.'

Cupid rolled her eyes.

"Gods won't just give you everything you ask for. If you want to drink water and pray to Gods to make the water come to you, it won't happen. You have to get up and fetch the water yourself. What I prayed for was the safety of Flashy's mother. That is not under my control or yours until we reach her, so only Gods could help here and if Flashy's mother is a good soul, then she shall be alive and well. The prayers of Angels have the power of making miracles happen."

Pablo sighed.

He shook his head and with a chuckle, he just said:

"Pray for me too then."