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 his own

"What might that be?"

disappearing from his face. Now, he was radiating thick, practically palpable

one of the revolting crimes you have

Scholar's eyes widened.

the

I'll make you bleed enough to overpower whatever

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,

Scholar

graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice in

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,

was left alone,

is… this

sudden Scholar's demise came to be.

as though nothing had happened. But it was exactly that normalcy

firewood out,

go. We

to say, Sunny gave him a nod

only two of them

sort of stupid, but

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

in silence for some time before

not your fault.

steps ahead,

that you don't. Just trust me when I say that killing him was

which one of us feels

people… always trying to rationalize their actions, always desperate to maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most

an

do you? Well, fair enough.

speak again after that, each preoccupied with

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