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.

it was much

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

was struggling against his very

to learn a lot of vicious lessons to survive.

painfully, he had shed

thing he never managed to leave behind — and did not really want to — was 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

despite everything that they had been through together before and after

the value of retribution. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth… that

very thought of letting Solvane die in peace

And yet…

on the handle

was a very stubborn

he dislodged the knife from the wall and swayed a little, struggling

to pay, he wanted her

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, able only

the thought of Hope messing with

a doubt — from the poisonous influence of the Demon of Desire, who had taken his trauma, sorrow, and anger, and turned it into

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

was way harder to overcome than the weight of

leave her to suffer… wouldn't it be the

struggled to even remember why he was holding

really want to be a slave… but who cares? I want Solvane to be tortured for eternity

teeth, he made a

Step. Step. Another step.

was much harder than it had been to climb a cold, dark

he was

by an ugly grimace, and his dark eyes burned with mad

Then, Sunny stopped.

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

sighed, and

it was as though a terrible weight was lifted from his shoulders. He was free to bask in the joy of revenge, revel in it. He was

Sunny smiled…

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