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 to

"What might that be?"

turned to face him, the smile disappearing from his face. Now, he was radiating thick,

the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you. So if

Scholar's eyes widened.

but the smell of

I'll make you bleed enough to overpower

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.

that, Scholar was done

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

gave him a calm look

"Wait for me here."

the path, soon disappearing behind a

left

this

believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to

was back, acting as though nothing had happened. But

rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the

We need

what to say, Sunny gave him a nod and headed

there were only two

sort of stupid, but Sunny suddenly

thoughts. A strange feeling of

walked in silence for some time

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

was a few steps ahead, so

don't. Just trust

one of

an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul

getting an answer, Hero

do you? Well, fair enough.

again after that,

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