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 own

"What might that be?"

disappearing from his face. Now, he

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

Scholar's eyes widened.

but the smell of

bleed enough to overpower whatever

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

Scholar

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

look and said in a

"Wait for me here."

slave and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes, terrible screams

left

This is… this is too

demise came to be. And how

acting as though nothing had happened. But it was exactly that normalcy that unnerved Sunny the

rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the young soldier put it over

go. We need to

say, Sunny gave him a

there were only

sort of stupid, but

the mountain wall. He even had time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began to feel that

for some time before

guilty about what happened. It's not your fault. The decision

steps

if you knew this man's sins… actually, it's better that you don't. Just trust me

one of us

people… always trying to rationalize their actions, always desperate to maintain an illusion of

an answer,

you? Well, fair enough. Silence is

didn't speak again after that, each preoccupied with

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