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."

raised an eyebrow, trying to hide

"What might that be?"

from his

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

Scholar's eyes widened.

but the smell of

make you bleed enough to overpower whatever residual scent the boy

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

Scholar was done

stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice in his veins. This was…

him a calm look and

"Wait for me here."

and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping.

was left alone,

this

believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be. And how ruthless it

time later, Hero was back, acting as though nothing had happened. But

Scholar's rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the young soldier put it over his shoulder and nonchalantly turned

go. We need

say, Sunny gave him

were only two of them

of stupid, but

time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began to

silence for

It's not your

soldier was a few steps ahead, so Sunny couldn't see

man's sins… actually, it's better that you don't. Just trust me when I

one of us

maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul things. Sunny hated the

getting an

do you? Well,

speak again after that, each preoccupied with their own

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