Shadow Slave

Chapter 12

Right now, that obstacle was looking down, avoiding Sunny's gaze. His hand was resting on the sword handle. As always, the young slave had no idea about what was going on inside Hero's perfectly shaped head.

The uncertainty was making him nervous.

Finally, after some time had passed, the soldier spoke:

"I have only one question."

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at him while holding their breaths.

"Yes?"

"You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two. Why him? From what I see, you are far closer to the grave."

'A great question! I was just about to ask it myself.'

Sunny turned to the older slave, trying very hard to suppress a mocking grin. But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready.

"Before the first attack, he was already bleeding because of your senior's whip. During the attack, he was drenched in the blood of a fellow slave. His cloak, too, was soaked in it when the previous owner died. The boy already reeks of blood. Keeping him alive will put us in danger. That's why he is the best choice."

The grin died before reaching Sunny's face.

'Curse you and your big brain!'

Scholar's reasoning was appallingly solid. Hero listened, his expression growing darker with each word. Finally, he looked at Sunny, a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

"That is true."

Sunny felt his mouth getting dry. Cold sweat was running down his spine. He tensed, ready to act…

But at that moment, Hero smiled.

"Your logic is almost unassailable," he said, unsheathing the sword. "However, you failed to account for one thing."

eyebrow, trying

"What might that be?"

from his face. Now,

are, Your Grace. I also know what you've done, and how you ended up a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you. So if there is someone among us who deserves to be sacrificed…

Scholar's eyes widened.

the

about it. I'll make you bleed enough to

forward with a speed that seemed almost inhuman. A moment later, Scholar was shrieking on the ground, his leg broken with one strike from the flat side of the

Scholar

stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny

calm look

"Wait for me here."

him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes,

was left alone,

this is

demise came to be.

acting as though nothing had happened. But

firewood out, the young soldier

go. We need to

say, Sunny gave him a nod and

only

stupid,

unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began to feel that the end of this nightmare,

in silence for some time before Hero

feel guilty about what happened. It's not your fault. The decision was mine, and

young soldier was a few steps ahead, so

you don't. Just

which one of

always desperate to maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul things. Sunny

getting an answer,

like to talk, do you? Well, fair enough. Silence is

after that, each preoccupied with

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