Shadow Slave

Chapter 728

Hearing the cruel words that sentenced Solvane to thousands of years of harrowing torment, Sunny couldn't help but feel a dark, euphoric sense of glee.

The memory of pain she had visited upon him and the faces of those she had killed flashed in front of his eyes once again, making that glee grow even sweeter.

'Good… good…'

The only thing Sunny regretted was that he had killed Solvane in the distant future, releasing her from that torment. If he had known better back then, he would have left her to rot.

Noctis coldly stared at the squirming priestess for a moment, and then turned around, as if intending to leave.

Solvane let out a groan of agony, more vines breaking through her skin and crawling down to the floor.

"W—wait!"

She struggled to raise her head and look up, her eyes full of fear.

"Noctis… you have to… kill me. You won't be able to… free her… if I am alive!"

The sorcerer stopped, lingered for a moment, and then glanced at her over the shoulder. His face was cold and unmoving.

After a long pause, he said nonchalantly:

"...Hope is a great, powerful daemon. She can handle a shackle or two on her own."

As Solvane's eyes widened, Noctis looked away and took a step toward the gates of the hold.

And Sunny, meanwhile…

Was doing the hardest thing he had ever done in his life.

***

Sunny was walking toward the edge of the cargo hold, where the wooden knife was lodged into the wall.

Every step he made felt as if he was dragging a mountain with him.

was much harder

would have been heavy, but dragging it along was a simple task. Hard, or

struggling against his very

a cruel, indifferent world. He had to learn a lot of vicious lessons to survive. Those lessons made him selfish, cynical, and

painfully, he had shed

his spite. Spite had been the only thing that motivated him to survive the First Nightmare, after all. Back then, and maybe even now, it was his only reason to

was not big on forgiveness. He could not even forgive Cassie, at least not fully, despite everything that they

eye, a tooth for a tooth… that was the ancient law. No one should be able to trample on him and

thought of letting Solvane die

And yet…

on the handle of

was a

dislodged the knife from the wall and swayed a little, struggling to keep the all-consuming hatred

to pay, he wanted her

go to hell. He could not allow for another thing to happen just like it had happened in the real past. He needed to prove, once and for all, that he was not a marionette that hung powerlessly from the strings of fate,

also really outraged at the thought of Hope messing

come from, without a doubt — from the poisonous influence of the Demon of Desire, who had taken his trauma, sorrow,

his fury was fabricated, but at the same time welcome it and be tempted to surrender to

temptation… ah, it was way harder to overcome than

her to suffer… wouldn't it be the most joyous

remember why he

a slave… but who cares? I want Solvane to be tortured for eternity much more than I want to be free… freedom is distant, and abstract. Who even wants

his teeth, he made a

Step. Step. Another step.

cargo hold of the broken ship was much harder than it had been to

that he was going to

an ugly grimace, and his dark eyes

Then, Sunny stopped.

worth it, if it means that this hateful witch will be tortured endlessly. This will be right… this will

sighed, and smiled with

shoulders. He was free to bask in the joy of revenge, revel in it. He was unburdened, ecstatic,

Sunny smiled…

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