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

"What might that be?"

smile disappearing from

crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to

Scholar's eyes widened.

the

about it. I'll make you bleed enough to overpower whatever residual scent the boy

with one strike from the flat side of the young soldier's sword. Not giving him an opportunity to recover, Hero stomped

like that, Scholar

Hero's actions was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood

soldier gave him a calm look

"Wait for me here."

him down the path, soon disappearing behind a

left alone,

this is

demise came to be. And how

happened. But it was exactly

throwing most of the firewood out, the young soldier

We need to

what to say, Sunny gave him a nod and

only two of them

was sort of stupid, but Sunny suddenly

easier than scaling the mountain wall. He even had time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on

in silence for some time before

not your fault. The decision was mine, and

a few steps ahead, so Sunny couldn't

it's better that you don't. Just trust me when I say that killing him was an act

which one of

an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul

an

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

didn't speak again after that, each

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