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."

trying

"What might that be?"

him, the smile disappearing from

of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you. So if there is someone among us who deserves

Scholar's eyes widened.

but the smell

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 on his other leg, and a sickening sound of

that, Scholar

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

him a calm look and

"Wait for me here."

the path, soon disappearing behind a rock

was left

This is… this is

Scholar's demise came to be. And how ruthless

happened. But it was exactly that normalcy that

contents of Scholar's rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the

go. We need

to say, Sunny gave

there were only two of them

of stupid,

He even had time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy

silence for some time

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

few steps ahead, so Sunny couldn't see his

better that you don't. Just trust

one

to rationalize their actions, always desperate to maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul things.

getting an

you? Well, fair enough. Silence

didn't speak again after that,

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