On the table, two jars filled with White Mist were placed and Pablo knew which one was his jar.
But the King said the jar placed by the High Duke was filled with the real white mist.
Which Pablo didn't understand.
"The mist in my jar is also real, my lord. My assistant got her hand burned after all." He said.
"I know. When I say the real white mist I mean the mist that is here in this Kingdom. Because I am sure you know that the mist here is more deadly than the mist in the village." The King explained.
"Oh. Right. I understand. So you want to test this copied suit on the more dangerous mist. But how did you know the mist inside my jar is filled with the mist from the village?"
"Well, you wouldn't be allowed inside this city just to collect the mist. So it's only natural that I will think you got it from the village. Am I wrong?"
"No. You are right."
"Now test the suit. I don't want to waste time."
"Right."
