Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 231: Blind Man

The only warmth Pablo received was from blood and Cupid’s eyes drooped at his statement.

She said nothing to Pablo and Andrezj and Pablo also stopped talking with the Angels.

Ferguson’s wish was fulfilled and he was happy. His face wasn’t visible but he must be happy.

"Does anyone else have to say something before going inside?" Pablo asked again.

No hands were raised this time and Pablo nodded.

"Alright then. Let’s get this shit done. I will walk in the front with Socrates and the high dukes will be behind me and behind the high dukes will be all of you. Understood?"

"Yes!"

Pablo turned around and he was back behind the high dukes once more.

Socrates was beside him and all of them were facing towards the castle.

The people knew why they were facing that way.

It was written in the copies that the best way to enter the mist was from behind the castle.

The mist was touching the castle and Pablo and team would enter from there.

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Before moving, Pablo gazed at the King on the balcony.

The King gave a nod and Pablo returned it.

After that, it was finally time.

"Soldiers!"

"Yes!"

"Let us go."

Pablo didn’t wait for the response and started walking.

"Kill it!"

"Good luck, Pablo."

The crowd cheered and Pablo spared them no attention.

He and Socrates walked and the mist was now just in front of them.

It was coming from the back of the city and Pablo had seen the map of the city to know how to reach the Forsaken village.

If, by any chance, Pablo made a mistake, Socrates was also there. He would help.

Pablo had asked Socrates if he knew about the route from the back of the city and Socrates had said yes.

So everything was under control… for now.

Pablo took a deep breath.

’Alright. Here goes nothing.’

Pablo stepped foot inside the mist and following him the whole ten million soldiers and the high dukes entered the mist as well.

Now the city was empty, only the crowd was present there and they just hoped that the entire troop would return alive with good news.

The King went inside his castle and the people also went to their homes. The program was over.

The people standing outside the city also started dispersing.

But there were some who were still standing there.

The chief of the Crisis Village, Darcel, the villagers of the forsaken village and ten slaves of Pablo.

"I believe in that man. He will certainly clear the mist." Darcel said.

"Who are you?" A villager asked.

"I am the chief of the Crisis village and that man helped me before coming here."

Darcel carried on to tell the entire story of how Pablo helped him and the Villagers nodded along.

"Yes. He is a great detective and a good man. All the soldiers can die inside the mist but that man will return alive. I am sure." The villager said and everyone agreed with him.

The slaves were silent but they also wished for the safety of Pablo. He was a better master than the average masters of slaves.

"Though, too bad his assistant is missing. They were a great couple. Their love was amazing." The villager commented.

Everyone knew about Sera as it was also written in the copies the King distributed to everyone.

"Everything will be fine. He will manage. He is the best." Darcel was a simp.

"Let’s hope so. And we should go. We are the only ones standing here." The villager said and everyone looked around.

The place was empty and only they were standing outside the Glory city now.

"Yes. See you later. Bye." Darcel was the first one to leave as he waved his hands.

The villagers and the slaves also started walking.

Hena was also there and she stared at the mist where Pablo just disappeared.

’Return alive.’

And like that, in just five minutes the whole place was empty.

It didn’t even seem like something big happened here. Everything was normal. Everything was silent. Everything was calm. But somehow, this calm felt like the calm before the storm.

Inside the mist.

Pablo and the company were standing still.

He was waiting for all the soldiers to arrive inside the mist.

"All of us have arrived, commander!" One soldier said.

"Good. All of your glasses are working, right? Can you all see who is an ally and enemy?"

"Yes."

The infrared glasses were showing a huge aura of red around the people.

Their suits were burning so the heat was too much and that was the sign of an ally. The enemies won’t be wearing burning suits.

"Alright. Listen carefully now." Pablo spoke.

The soldiers were silent. They would listen carefully just like Pablo said.

"We will encounter three mind traps as we move further. The traps will be stronger and harder to break. And there is also a chance of us getting attacked right away.

There are the armies of two Kingdoms behind the mist and if the copies sent out by the King are somehow read by the people behind the mist as well, then they know that we are coming and they will be ready for this attack of ours. So, stay careful and be ready for the war from the get go. Understand?"

"Yes!"

"His highness shouldn’t have written all the information in the copies. And how the people inside the mist will even get to see those copies?

The copies were only distributed to the whole kingdom except Forsaken Village. The Mist areas were left out." Boulder expressed his concerns.

"Don’t worry. The King hasn’t written everything in the copies and also, he omitted some answers the Woman gave us during the questioning." Pablo replied and carried on.

"And about how the people behind the mist will get to see the copies, it’s because in such missions there is always a mole.

A cannibal or a vampire must be in one of the cities acting like a normal person and when he got the copy, he must have relayed that information to the people behind this mist."

"Then why don’t we change the time of our attack? We can attack tomorrow or we could have attacked yesterday." Jamal asked this time.

"Come on, sir Jamal. All the soldiers needed the burning suits and the weapons. Yes, all of you people have drunk the urine of a newborn but we still needed the suits to differentiate between enemies and friends. There is nothing visible in the mist and the soldiers might attack some of their own if a war broke out.

Everyone got these suits only this morning and as soon as we got them, we are attacking right away. It can’t be helped. Just focus on the present and think about winning." Pablo explained and Jamal just sighed.

"Yeah. You are right." He agreed with Pablo.

"Thanks for that." Pablo replied and stopped talking.

But Pablo still had something more to say to the soldiers.

"If any of you feel even a slightest bit of attack on your mind, then stab yourself. Give yourself pain and you should be fine. You all have weapons on you, use them."

"Yes, sir."

"That’s all. Let’s keep moving."

Pablo continued walking forward and Socrates walked beside him.

They took small careful steps and this time Pablo could hear and feel a lot more.

His vampiric abilities helped him inside the mist and that only made him suitable to walk in the front of the soldiers.

They were all inside the thick mist and apart from the mist, no one was able to see anything.

The glasses picked no heat from the surroundings so Pablo figured he was safe from the enemies.

Pablo had learnt the map of the city thoroughly so he knew where he was going.

They walked neither slow nor fast and like that, after twenty minutes, Pablo reached somewhere.

"Stop!" He shouted.

Everyone stopped.

"What is it?" Jamal asked.

Everyone wanted to know and Pablo gave them a simple and straight answer.

"It’s the first trap."

All the soldiers gulped.

The high dukes were calm though.

"How do you know?" Jamal asked.

’The Angels told me.’

Pablo couldn’t tell the truth. He stopped because Andrezj shouted stop.

Cupid and Andrezj were floating in front of Pablo with their backs facing him.

"I am sensing a bad feeling and that’s why I think it’s the first trap." Andrezj said.

And Pablo would use it.

"I am sensing a bad feeling here. The first trap might be ahead. It’s because of the vampire blood that I have become so keen. Stay careful." Pablo gave some excuses and everyone bought it.

"Well, we have to move forward anyway. No point in worrying, keep going." Boulder was ready to face anything.

"Yeah. Let’s go." Pablo agreed with Boulder. He had to keep walking no matter what.

"You all are overreacting too much."

"Huh?" Pablo stopped.

The high dukes did the same.

They all turned their heads.

"What did you say, old man? You can’t even see and you talk big? You’ll be the first to die here." Jamal barked.

There was only one old man in the team. Socrates.

It was Socrates who spoke that bold line.

And when Jamal confronted him, Socrates just smiled.

He was looking ahead.

"I said that you all are overreacting too much. And I won’t die first, sir…"

Socrates paused and turned his head around.

And to Jamal’s surprise… Socrates looked right at him.

And more than that, Socrates knew who spoke just now even when millions of people were present there.

And the blind man confronted the man who spoke Ill of him.

"Fuhrer Jamal."