Shadow Slave

Chapter 143

Despite the fact that Gunlaug's heavy presence permeated every centimeter of the castle, the Bright Lord himself was strangely elusive. He didn't show himself often, preferring to rule through his five proxies. Whether it was out of arrogance, paranoia or some other reason, Sunny did not know.

After the incident with Seishan, he was afraid to let his shadow walk too freely and tried to avoid going anywhere near the fearsome master of the ancient stronghold. Because of these precautions, he had not seen Gunlaug until their fifth day in the castle.

As it turned out, when Golden Serpent did show up, he liked to leave an impression.

Sunny and Cassie were about to receive their usual breakfast when the whole grand hall suddenly grew deathly silent. Feeling that something was wrong, they turned to the entrance — just in time to see a torrent of Guards pouring inside.

Sunny's heart skipped a beat.

'What's this?'

Fearing for the worst, he tried to think of the best way to escape… but luckily, the menacing soldiers of the Host paid them no attention. Instead, they quickly dispersed around the hall and moved the long tables to the walls, creating a large open space in the middle.

Cassie grasped Sunny's shoulder and whispered:

"What is going on?"

He hesitated, then answered uncertainly:

"I'm not sure…"

standing among the crowd. The handsome young man had a solemn look on his face. His gaze was turned to the dark alcove at the far

by one, all the Sleepers turned to face the

the darkness of the alcove and stood at the steps leading up to the throne. They were Gemma, Tessai, Seishan, Kido,

noticed him, an involuntary

him the most. It was a strange, pale man with a bony

adornments and holding himself with a bit of

carry out the punishment. If Gunlaug wanted everyone

as though they

Gunlaug's murderous

at them from the darkness.

however, was that looking at Harus was like looking at a dark mirror. Despite the fact that they were almost nothing alike, for some

precise, of a

way… I am… I am much

Sunny turned his head and looked at the tall man who had finally

was a man, and not

armor that covered his tall figure from head to toe, not leaving even his eyes exposed. It seemed simultaneously solid and liquid, almost flowing over his mighty muscles and broad,

empty expanse of polished gold reflected the frightened faces of hundreds of Sleepers back at them. Sunny saw his own reflection

His legs trembled.

faces were pale, their eyes wide, drops of sweat appearing on their

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