Shadow Slave
Chapter 145
The whole spectacle was so smoothly orchestrated that Sunny was almost tempted to believe in it. Of course, he knew better.
The only thing he didn't know was whether the bits performed by the Pathfinder and Gemma were rehearsed in advance or improvised on the fly to fulfill their lord's desire to maintain appearances while having the man who had dared to speak openly against him publicly executed.
And that was what this was, an execution. Sunny didn't believe for a second that Gunlaug was going to give the brave hunter a chance to leave the grand hall alive. No, he wanted him dead, and he wanted everyone to see him die.
…Lest they get the idea that it was possible to run their mouths against him and escape unscathed.
And yet, and yet… a tiny ember of hope still burned in Sunny's heart. From the looks of it, Jubei was an experienced hunter. A capable, seasoned warrior who faced numerous monsters and ended up on top every time. He was very strong, with enough willpower and resolve to crush rocks into dust. Perhaps a miracle would happen.
No matter how small, there was a possibility.
That's why Sunny couldn't understand why Gunlaug would be willing to risk his right-hand man's life in this farce.
…As though reading his thoughts, the Bright Lord spoke:
"A challenge? Ah, so be it. This is a sacred tradition, indeed. As long as good men are willing to put their lives on the line for the sake of righteousness, depravity can't win…"
The crowd of Sleepers exploded into whispers. Some of them were tense and somber, others filled with dark anticipation. The corner of Sunny's mouth turned downwards.
From what he could see, depravity had already won, or at least gotten the upper hand.
But Gunlaug wasn't done speaking:
"...However, it would not be suitable for you to represent the accused personally, Gemma. The Bright Castle can't afford to lose you, my friend. Jubei, would you mind if the accused chose another champion?"
The hunter from the outer settlement simply shrugged and said:
"Bring your worst, cowards."
Bright Lord turned to the Pathfinder and tilted his head. With his suddenly pale face reflected in the eerie mask of the strange golden armor, the murderer remained silent for a few moments, and then said in a quiet voice:
choose Harus, my
grew silent. Sunny himself felt cold shivers running down his
smirked and spat
"Even better!"
that he had a score
little bored and uncomfortable through the whole procedure, stared at the Pathfinder who had named him with no particular expression on his bony face, and then
reacted to this unexpected turn of events differently. Gemma frowned and threw a quick glance at Gunlaug before stepping back with a dark expression. Tessai grinned, as though expecting a good spectacle. Kido grew a little
Seishan remained silent and indifferent, not allowing any emotion to appear on her cold,
about to happen, Cassie squeezed Sunny's
want to
short pause, he answered in
We can't
scarecrow, he knew that leaving now would draw too much attention. They couldn't risk that in the presence of all five lieutenants, not to mention Golden
as possible. He couldn't miss
one day, somehow, he and Harus were going to end up bloodied, with only one of them walking away alive from
was a
space that had been cleared in the center of the grand hall. His face was
Sunny held his breath.
body, complete with a winged helmet and a kite shield. In his hand, a curved scimitar
and
you're capable
just looked at him with his glassy eyes and silently allowed his thick cloak to fall on the floor. Then, he grimaced and straightened his spine as much as he could, suddenly losing the appearance of a small
losing only to the giant Tessai. His monstrous, twisted shape radiated a sense of deep, bestial power. He
Jubei scowled.
"So be it."
anxiety, Sunny
scimitar. His movements were incredibly fast and nimble, his technique sharpened by years of bloody
'Good… he's good…'
About Shadow Slave - Chapter 145
Shadow Slave is the best current series of the author Guiltythree. With the below Chapter 145 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 145 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com