Shadow Slave

A tense silence settled in the opulent residence of the mad sorcerer… who, meanwhile, was staring at Sunny with an indescribable expression on his pale, beautiful face. Noctis didn't seem happy at all despite finally learning the secret that he had been searching for all this time.

In that silence, Kai's hoarse voice suddenly resounded, full of polite curiosity:

"I am very sorry… but that glass knife you are talking about… why exactly do we need it?"

Both Sunny and Noctis turned to him. After an awkward pause, the immortal scratched the back of his head and answered:

"Ah… that thing, you see, is the only thing that can kill Sevras, the blessed of the Sun. And I really, really want to kill him."

Noticing a slight confusion on the archer's face, he thought for a moment, and then added:

"Right, these days people call him Sevirax, the Ivory Lord. You have heard of him, yes?"

Kai lingered for a bit, then looked down at his bandaged hands and said evenly:

"...Yes. You might say that I have."

He closed his eyes for a moment, and then smiled.

"In that case, we must retrieve the Glass Knife. And our friend. Lord Noctis… surely, there is something that we can do? You know a lot about that sect of theirs. Is there a way for you to enter the Temple of the Chalice, find both the knife and our friend, and bring them back to the Sanctuary?"

Noctis stared at him for a while, then shook his head.

"No, there is no way for me to invade the Temple. At least not without destroying it completely, which would doom that friend of yours along with the rest of the sect… sadly, that is also one of the places I can't infiltrate in disguise… uh, infiltrate it again, I mean…"

Sunny and Kai glanced at each other, and then, the archer cautiously asked:

"If that is the case… what if we infiltrate it, instead?"

them with surprise, and

Nightingale… what a strange pair you are! Do you not know fear? I have just told you how frightening the War Maidens

fangs, and then shrugged. Kai shook his head and answered for both

Both of us are actually very cowardly. But, Lord Noctis… you might not know this, but Sunless and I… we can

immortal Transcendent gave them a dubious look, and then

into the Temple of the Chalice. Only women are allowed inside, and not any women at that. They will only give passage to female warriors of utmost skill, those who are veiled in dread and the smell of numerous bloody battlefields… maybe with a couple of lowly

hesitated for a few moments, then sighed deeply and

that won't be

times and looked at him with

"Uh… how so? Sunless…"

sorcerer gave him a strange look, and then asked with

there something I

darkly, scowled, and answered in a

But that was not what I meant. I just have a female warrior of

summoned Saint. Two ruby flames ignited in the depths of his shadow, and then the taciturn demon stepped out of it, wreathed in darkness. Her graceful figure appeared in the middle of the sorcerer's residence, and then the Shadow turned her head slightly, staring at

back at her, his eyes widening.

"That… that…"

expression frozen, and then

Oh, gods… who forged that masterpiece?! Sunless, please tell

the immortal Transcendent with inexorable

sure. Prince of the Underworld, I think. Wait, haven't you seen me

glanced at him with confusion,

if I did, you must have not done it justice. This beauty, however… so it was Hope's little brother, huh? Who knew he

his surroundings and moved his gaze up, staring right into Saint's ruby eyes.

How come she is more powerful than you? Oh, did you inherit this sublime creature from the Shadow Lord? That rogue… he

was looking at Saint one bit. In fact, he suddenly felt a very strong impulse to wipe the lecherous smile off the

He gritted his teeth.