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 hide his

"What might that be?"

disappearing from his face.

revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to

Scholar's eyes widened.

the

bleed enough to overpower whatever residual scent the

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

like that, Scholar was

his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice

look and said

"Wait for me here."

the older slave and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes, terrible screams could be heard echoing through

left

this is too

still couldn't believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be. And how ruthless it

as though nothing had happened. But

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

go. We need

what to say, Sunny gave him a nod

only two

sort of stupid,

the stone path was much easier than scaling the mountain wall. He even had time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began to feel that the end of this

for some time

happened. It's not your fault. The decision was mine, and mine

steps ahead,

man's sins… actually, it's better that you don't. Just trust me when I say that killing him was

one of

an illusion

getting an answer,

talk, do you?

didn't speak again after that, each

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