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."

an eyebrow, trying to

"What might that be?"

from his face. Now, he was radiating thick,

ended up a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would

Scholar's eyes widened.

the smell

enough to overpower whatever residual scent the

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

Scholar was

stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice

look and said

"Wait for me here."

older slave and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a

left alone,

this

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

though nothing had happened. But it

of the firewood out, the young soldier put

We need

say, Sunny gave him a nod and

only two of them

was sort of stupid, but Sunny suddenly felt

time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began to feel that the end of

in silence for some time before

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

soldier was a few steps ahead, so Sunny

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

which one of

always desperate to maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul

getting an answer, Hero

you? Well, fair enough. Silence is

that, each

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