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?"

soldier turned to face him, the smile disappearing from his face.

Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you.

Scholar's eyes widened.

the smell of

bleed enough to overpower whatever residual scent the boy

was shrieking on the ground, his leg broken with one strike from the flat side of the young soldier's

Scholar

actions was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice

him a calm look and said in a

"Wait for me here."

dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a

was left

is… this is too

believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be.

happened. But

the firewood out, the young soldier put it over his shoulder and

go. We

gave

were only

of stupid, but Sunny

strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began

for some

about what happened. It's not your

steps ahead, so Sunny couldn't

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

which one of

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

an answer,

like to talk, do you? Well, fair

after that, each

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