Shadow Slave

Chapter 734

The Ivory Island was separated from the rest of the city by a wide chasm. Once, it had been connected to seven islands by seven unbreakable chains.

Now, only two remained.

There had been several arching bridges leading to it, as well, but most of them long collapsed. Only one still stood, arching and monumental, built of pristine white stone.

An old man with a wrinkled face and grey hair was sitting on the steps leading to the bridge, dressed in a white tunic. It was different from the clothes most of the citizens wore, resembling that of a priest. The man had a frail body and pale blue eyes.

The old man's face was strangely calm. He observed the burning city with solemn indifference, as if the weight of years made him numb to the cruelties of the mortal realm. Even though his world was ending, the elder remained poised and dignified.

Noticing the approaching devil, the old man tiredly leaned on his cane.

"Stop, creature! This is a sacred land… you are not allowed to go further."

Sunny stopped a few meters away from the stranger and studied him for a few moments. Then, he sighed and said, his voice even:

"Why the charade? Drop it, Mordret."

The old man looked at him with confusion, then suddenly grinned. His whole presence suddenly shifted, becoming much more energetic and unrestrained. He laughed dryly, and then shook his head.

"Ah, what a pity. What gave me away?"

Sunny shrugged.

"I knew that you would show up sooner or later. And there's not much of later left."

Mordret, who inhabited the old and frail body, smiled.

"True, true. Thank you very much, Sunless! You have fulfilled my request to keep Noctis alive very well. In fact…"

His face darkened a little.

that you even performed a little bit too well. Who could have thought that the Beast of Twilight would still win, despite not having the Night Oracle's support? That… ah, it makes me feel as

sighed, but then smiled

however, I was very serious.

a little, staring at Mordret with a dark

without my knife? I am sure you

gave him a polite

see, that is

Sunny frowned.

do you mean?

at him

course! Killing him would ruin months of torturous effort I put into preparing everything. Remaining in this feeble body all that time was not very pleasant, you know… but there are very few people that the Ivory Lord allows to tend to him, and

gritted his teeth, then uttered

you actually hope to achieve, Mordret? You are

couple of times, confusion appearing on

"Free… Hope?"

then shook his head

course, I am not here to free Hope. That is not

twisted slightly, a disturbing glint igniting

here to kill

***

the frail old man with a deep

her… kill Hope?! Have you completely lost

shifted slightly, then said in a

"...Not completely."

clenched his fists, then shook

daemon, you fool! A divine being! A god! How are you, a mere Awakened, going to kill her? How can you hope to even scratch

looked at

have you never wanted to

at him with

a rather high opinion of myself, but I

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