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

turned to face the same direction. Sunny

and stood at the steps leading up to the

involuntary

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

himself with

punishment. If Gunlaug wanted everyone to know about his displeasure, there would be rivers of blood left in his wake. If

just disappear, as though they had

Gunlaug's

see his glassy, cold eyes staring at them from

a dark mirror. Despite the fact that they were almost nothing alike, for some reason, he couldn't help but recognize traces of

precise, of a possible future version of

I am much more pleasant

stare, Sunny turned his

least he assumed that it was a man, and

from head to toe, not leaving even his eyes exposed. It seemed simultaneously solid and liquid, almost flowing

the frightened faces of hundreds of Sleepers back

His legs trembled.

Sunny were going through a similar kind of experience as him. Their faces were pale, their eyes wide, drops

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