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.

win, despite not having the Night Oracle's

man sighed,

can still be salvaged… however, I was very serious. Sorry

little, staring at Mordret with a

to kill that damned dragon without my knife? I am sure you

gave him a polite

Sunless… you see, that is

Sunny frowned.

you mean?

looked at him

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 this priest was

gritted his teeth, then

it! What the hell do you actually hope to achieve, Mordret? You are clearly not planning to free Hope… what else can end this Nightmare? What do

couple of times, confusion appearing

"Free… Hope?"

for a moment, then

am not here to free Hope. That is not the reason why I entered

slightly, a disturbing glint igniting in

here to kill

***

frail old man with a deep frown. Then, he threw his head

Have you completely

shifted slightly, then said in

"...Not completely."

then shook his head in

divine being! A god! How are you, a mere Awakened, going to kill her? How can you

looked at him

never wanted to kill a

stared at him

opinion of myself, but I am not delusional.

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