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."

trying to hide his

"What might that be?"

smile disappearing from his face. Now, he was radiating

crimes you have committed would be

Scholar's eyes widened.

but the

bleed enough

happened so fast that Sunny barely had time to react. Hero lunged 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 young soldier's sword. Not giving him an opportunity to recover, Hero stomped on his other leg, and a sickening sound of shattering bones could be clearly heard. The shriek turned into a sobbing

Scholar

his usually graceful demeanor that

soldier gave him a calm look and

"Wait for me here."

grabbed the older slave and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes, terrible screams could be heard echoing through the

left

this is

still couldn't believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be. And how

had happened. But it was exactly that normalcy

the firewood out, the young soldier put it over his shoulder and nonchalantly turned

We need

gave him a

there were only two

of stupid, but

had time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy

in silence for some time

It's not your fault. The decision

steps ahead, so

Just trust me when I say that killing him was an

one of us feels

always trying to rationalize their actions, always desperate to maintain an illusion of righteousness even while

getting an answer, Hero

you? Well, fair enough. Silence is

after that, each preoccupied with their own

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