"Sit on my lap."
Pablo gave an order.
And those four words managed to rile eleven people.
Out of eleven, ten of them were the slaves and the eleventh one was…
"Now that's just too much. I won't allow it." It was Sera. She removed the cloth from her face. She won't stay silent at this.
She instantly came in front of Pablo.
"I will n-"
"Relax." Pablo stopped her from speaking.
"How can I relax?" Sera stomped her leg.
"I was just messing around. Haha." Pablo laughed out loud. "I was kidding. I just wanted to see the reactions."
Sera squinted her eyes. "Really?"
"Yeah. Why would I ask her to sit on my lap? That's what kids ask. If I really wanted something dirty, I would have asked her to sit somewhere else."
The Elf girl twitched.
Sera kept standing.
"Cover your face, Sera. I was really joking. Don't worry." Pablo assured Sera.
"Okay." Sera believed Pablo… for now at least.