Shadow Slave

Chapter 632

Sunny froze, his tired body tensing up. His vertical pupils narrowed, and breath escaped through his gritted fangs with a hissing sound.

'Damnation…'

Despite the strange reactions of the eccentric Saint, he wasn't fooled. Out here in the Kingdom of Hope, there was no power greater than that of the immortal wardens that guarded its imprisoned Queen.

And the only weakness the immortals had were the knives that held their fates hostage. The obsidian knife was a weapon that could destroy one of the eternal shackles, and as such, it was a priceless treasure. The very concept of value was too mundane and pedestrian to be applied to it.

And he had just revealed the fact that he possessed one to an infinitely more powerful being.

…To one of the very immortals whose lives the knife could reap.

It didn't matter if the obsidian knife was meant for Noctis himself or one of the other Shackles. If it contained his own fate, then the sorcerer would stop at nothing to gain control of it, so that no one else could. If it contained another's, he would be able to exert influence over one of the wardens, or dispose of them completely.

Noctis would undoubtedly try to take the knife…

...But, inexplicably, the sorcerer did nothing of the sort.

Instead, as Sunny stared at him in confusion, Noctis relaxed and started to hum a joyful melody. Then, he suddenly clapped his hands in excitement.

"Ah, Sunless! How fortunate it is that I've met you."

His smile dimmed a little, and his eyes, for a moment, grew dark and terrifying.

"...Before we met, you see, I was prepared to do something… rather drastic. But now, there is no need. The divination truly worked."

He remained silent for a few moments, and then seamlessly switched back to his usual carefree persona.

"This wonderful occasion demands a celebration! Yes, we simply must celebrate… while you're still alive… which won't be for long, regretfully… so, better keep it simple…"

Sunny flinched.

'...What?'

tall man suddenly appeared out of the darkness. Sunny tensed, surprised that

be a man at all. Instead, it was a wooden mannequin carved into a semblance of a man, wearing an elegant livery with embroidered sleeves and hem. It had simple

it bore a close resemblance to a far less feral, ancient, and corrupted version of

stepped back into the darkness, and

reached out for one of the

meanwhile,

hell does he mean, I won't

his mouth, then closed it in frustration and hurriedly traced several runes in the

"What? Why?"

sorcerer scowled as he tried to read them, then gave him

feast to celebrate the occasion. I am the most gracious person in the Kingdom of Hope, after all! But, sadly,

his head, and

"Sunless. Death. Why?"

at him

this was why you

times, trying to

on the verge of tearing apart, during his escape from the Black Tar monster. It continued to ache dully

place was Noctis talking about? No, that was not

erased the previous runes and traced two

"Heart. Broken?"

Noctis frowned.

respect your wishes, but if dying peacefully was not your intention, then why are you wasting

few moments, unamused, his eyes full of resentment. Then, he ground his fangs and

Don't know.

scratched

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