CHAPTER 373: YOUNG MEAT

Pablo was ready to share his plan.

The Forza kingdom, the kingdom he lives in, was dead set on waging a war with the Hollow Kingdom. The King had given Admiral Harlia a free hand. She was responsible for taking care of the war.

She has many divisions under her and the most prominent one is the Abyssal Butchers Division.

It has ten Marshals and Harlia told them to train their soldiers but out of those ten Marshals, she chose Pablo to do something else entirely.

She ordered him to go inside the Hollow kingdom with all the hundred soldiers he had under him.

And Pablo, like the madman he was, accepted it with open arms.

And now, he was about to share the plan he had made to Harlia and everyone else present on the ground.

"Share it." Harlia said.

Pablo cleared his throat.

"The plan I made after a lot of thinking is..."

He took a deep breath, every eye fixated on his next words and Pablo said it.

"We’ll figure things out on the go."

"..."

Their eyes were robbed from their expectations.

The soldiers couldn’t complain to their Marshal but the Admiral could and she did.

"What did you say?"

Pablo sighed. "I said what I said."

Harlia held Pablo’s collar.

"You were saying all that shit about you will know soon enough, I will explain everything, Is this your explanation? You better be kidding, bitch."

Harlia reprimanded Pablo and Pablo slowly turned his head at the Admiral.

"Leave my collar, Admiral. I am not your everyday Marshal. There are consequences of doing such things to me."

"Oh? And now you are threatening me?"

"I am just warning you."

Harlia held Pablo’s collar tighter.

"You may have killed thousands of people, Pablo. But right now you are standing before someone who has killed thousands of Marshals herself."

’I have killed Kings, woman. You don’t even come close. But I guess, it’s not wise to fight her right now.’

Pablo had no copied Egoes right now. He could copy Harlia’s but if he used it in front of her, it would give away his original Ego. Also, there was no guarantee that Pablo could kill Harlia if a fight happened.

So, he gulped down his anger and smiled.

"Don’t be angry, Admiral. When I say that I have no plan, I don’t mean it all the way. There are some things you should know before scolding me."

"Hmm? Now your tone is right. I like it."

Harlia let go of Pablo’s collar.

"Tell me everything then. I’ll wait to hear the full thing." She ordered.

Pablo nodded.

"I will go with the flow only after getting inside the Hollow Kingdom. But for entering that kingdom, I do have a plan."

Everyone remained silent and Pablo continued.

"Every month, ten carriages go to the Hollow kingdom filled with sedated criminals as the food for the Cannibals. The man standing among the soldiers, his wife, was sent to the Hollow kingdom the previous month. This month’s trucks are still to be sent. So me, my soldiers and that man, we will all enter the Hollow Kingdom through that means as their food."

"Hmm. That’s a good plan. We have been sending them food for years now. We could stop but we didn’t. Mostly because we get rid of criminals this way. Yeah. Your plan could work." Harlia shared her thoughts.

Pablo smiled again. "Thank you."

"But there is a problem," Harlia said. "If you are going to that kingdom as food then you all will be sedated. And if you are not sedated then the cannibals will know it for sure and they will kill all of you with their large numbers. So there’s no choice but to be sedated and if you all are like that, then how will you save yourself? You will be on their plates before you could even do something."

"I know about that, Admiral. That’s why..."

Pablo shifted to the side and the soldiers saw the people who were standing behind him.

"I brought them here."

Harlia had already seen them and she was curious about them from the moment she saw them.

There were eight of them and they were underage. Not old enough to awaken their Ego.

"Who are they? And how will they help?"

"They are the children of a mere guard from the Glory city who had died because of the most. I took them with me and now they are under me."

Harlia eyed the people up and down and slowly nodded.

"So technically, they are your slaves."

’Not technically. They are.’

"You can say that." Pablo didn’t admit it.

The eight people he had brought were none other than the slaves he had brought for free.

Nike and Hena were the part of their group but they were Abyssal Butchers now.

So that left these eight slaves and he decided to use them for his plan.

"You still haven’t answered how they will be of any use to you. They have no Egoes either." Harlia asked.

Pablo was going to tell that anyway.

"You asked me how I will be able to do something while being sedated. Well.. they are your answer."

Before Harlia could ask again, Pablo explained.

"Only these eight children will be sedated while me and my soldiers will act asleep. We will be in the same carriage and when the Cannibals will be rejoicing to see this young meat, me and my soldiers will leave the carriage.

So make sure you prepare one big carriage that can store at least five hundred people so that if me and my soldiers disappear, no one suspects anything wrong."

"I see. So you are using these eight children as bait to the Cannibals. You are risking their lives. They will be eaten by the Cannibals. You won’t waver midway, right?" Harlia asked.

Pablo looked at his eight slaves and they might not show it on their faces but they were scared.

All of them fidgeted with their fingers while their heads hung low.

"Look here, all of you." Pablo said.

The slaves obliged.

They raised their heads and met Pablo’s eyes.

And Pablo, with absolute authority and determination, said only one thing:

"I won’t let you all die. Don’t worry."