Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 203: Secret No More

They say sacrificing someone on an altar is the oldest kind of magic.

But no one ever told them that Love is even older.

When people can’t murder someone, they choose to love them.

Andrezj was in love with Sera. Just like how Sera loved Pablo, Andrezj loved Sera.

The male Angel’s love was one sided and yet he loved the girl with all his divine being.

And even after that much love and care he had for her, he couldn’t save Sera. He couldn’t even sense that his real Sera was missing.

He was ashamed of himself and his love.

And at the depth of depression and self loathing only one thing comes to mind.

Suicide.

Just like Pablo said. A man so painfully in love is capable of self harm beyond belief.

And Andrezj was certainly thinking of harming himself.

"Andre, don’t do anything stupid. It wasn’t your fault. Don’t kill yourself or something." Cupid said. She agreed with Pablo as Andrezj really seemed devastated.

Andrezj said nothing to Cupid and she decided to keep an eye on him.

’But if he wanted to do something then he could have done it. It’s been one week since Sera got lost.’ Cupid said to Pablo.

’He must be contemplating. Just keep him under your Eyes. And don’t talk to me. The court is near.’

Pablo walked behind the guard and as the guard slowed down his speed, he figured their destination was near.

And after a few more seconds, the guard completely stopped.

His heartbeat was the loudest this time and Pablo figured the time had arrived.

"You go ahead, sir. My job is over." The guard said.

"Okay." Pablo walked forward.

He came from the path behind the King’s throne and he walked to stand at the front of everyone.

He didn’t look at the throne and only after standing in front of the King, he raised his head.

The King was in his usual high throne, looking down at Pablo.

But this time, the small thrones on Pablo’s left and right side were empty.

Only the King and his five high dukes were present in the court.

The high dukes were standing behind the throne and in the middle of the high dukes, Jamal was standing. He was just behind the throne of the King.

"I hope you are well, my lord." Pablo started the conversation.

"Cut the pleasantries, Pablo." The King replied.

Pablo said nothing.

"Do you know why you are here?" The King asked.

"My lord, I just woke up after one week. Please tell me."

"Hmm? How do you know it’s one week? Who told you that? There was no one in your room." The King said.

’Smart.’

"The guard you sent to fetch me told me that, my lord." Pablo lied. His lie would be caught if the guard was present in the court. And if the King asked the guard then Pablo’s lie would be caught as well. He should have thought before speaking.

"Forget it. You have been called here for your bad leadership, for your stubbornness, for your refusal to the order of a High Duke and most of all, for your….."

The King placed his elbows on his knees and stared at Pablo.

"Incompetency."

Pablo didn’t look away from the King. He had nothing to hide and he wasn’t afraid of his red eyes being exposed.

"My lord, this is your court, right?" Pablo asked.

"Yes. It is."

"Then the accused and the defendant should go head to head."

The King frowned. "Explain."

"My lord, you are accusing me of some things. And I want to prove them wrong. And for that, I need the person who charged me for all these things in the first place."

"Jamal told me all this. What do you want Jamal for?" The King asked.

Pablo looked at Jamal.

"He shall also stand where I am standing."

"That is not possible, Pablo. Jamal won’t stand ther-"

"It’s fine." Jamal spoke. "I don’t mind, your highness."

"Are you sure?" The King asked.

"Yes."

"Alright then. Get it done."

Jamal nodded and climbed down the stairs.

He walked towards Pablo and as he reached closer to him, he raised his brows.

"So the blood was a boon." He muttered.

"It was." Pablo replied and Jamal flinched.

Jamal had told the soldiers that Vampire’s blood would be either a boon or a curse for Pablo and when he saw his red eyes, Jamal figured it was a boon.

And he muttered that in a low voice but Pablo heard that loud and clear.

Jamal shook his head and stood beside Pablo.

Both men were now facing the King.

Jamal was older and bigger than Pablo before but Pablo noticed that his height had increased because of the blood. Now he was not that short compared to Jamal.

"Start, Pablo. Whatever you want to do, do it." The King gave permission.

Pablo opened his mouth but…..

"I will start, your highness." Jamal spoke first.

"Sure." The King didn’t mind that.

Pablo also saw nothing wrong with that and Jamal began.

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"I will repeat everything I said to you. And I will also tell you a new thing. I was waiting for the detective to wake up so that I will be able to share it in front of him as well."

"Say everything you want, Jamal. The detective’s life is on stake here." The King said.

Jamal nodded and took a step forward.

"As you already know, your highness, to enter our city everyone has to pass three gates. Pablo and his assistant had done the same for coming here. And they had done that two times. This is their second visit to this city. Which is alright. He is a detective who is investigating the white mist so it isn’t a big deal.

But when I asked the guards about him, the guard on the third and final gate who checks the Ego rank of the visitors, revealed something interesting to me."

’He is going there. This’ll be hard.’ Pablo knew what Jamal would say next.

"What did the Guard say, Jamal?" The King asked. He was curious to know.

"The guard told me that Pablo Castillo, this man, is none other than….."

Jamal looked at Pablo and just smiled.

"The infamous White ranked Ego holder. He is the Weakest of them all!"