Shadow Slave

Chapter 874: One Last Mission

A moment later, a familiar face appeared on the screen. Despite the pressure of leading the First Irregular Company into the meat grinder of the Southern Quadrant campaign, Master Jet looked relaxed and at ease. Like she always did...

No, actually, she almost seemed to look better than how she had back in the safe haven of the NQSC. It was as though the exhaustion that everyone in Antarctica felt could not touch her. The perpetual dark circles under her eyes were gone, and her whole presence appeared strangely invigorated.

...Sunny had a suspicion of why.

Soul Reaper flashed him a bright smile.

"Hey, Sunny. How is it going?"

He simply nodded.

"We cleared that Fallen nest. Dorn was wounded, though. He'll need a few days to recover."

In the past month, his relationship with Master Jet had gradually changed. They grew a bit closer and more familiar with each other. That sense of camaraderie could only be forged by fighting side by side in numerous battles, and was only enhanced by the exceedingly rare background they shared.

Wasn't it funny, to see two outskirt rats leading the elite government Awakened into battle?

However, at the same time... after observing Soul Reaper in combat more, Sunny felt that he had come to understand the nature of her Flaw. And it was a grim one, for sure.

A long time ago... in a different lifetime, almost... before even the Forgotten Shore, Sunny had heard from Teacher Julius that Master Jet was feared by many Awakened. As the old man had put it, her problematic personality destroyed any chance she might have had of ever becoming a Saint. Actually, the exact words he had used were...

want to help a psychopathic killer become

a pretense to justify the suppression of the Sovereigns. A product

now... he was

the soul essence of those that she killed. He had also witnessed her powerful, but fractured core that constantly leaked essence like a broken vessel. Later, he also observed that she seemed

so, he now suspected that Soul Reaper's Flaw forced her to constantly pursue murder. It seemed that killing was the only way for her to prevent her fractured core from becoming lifeless

explain a lot of things, from the true reason she had chosen to come to Antarctica to why a girl from the outskirts - someone who had never been treated like

one thing it did not lack, it was an

maybe those who treated Soul Reaper Jet like a person obsessed with killing were not wrong. They were just mistaken about

if Soul Reaper's essence was running low,

was correct in

was a strange charm... no, actually, it was just a mundane... piece of

hell is

confusion, she

that thing is? This is the Transcendent Star of Valor! The highest military decoration once can receive. It's your medal, fool. I finally

Sunny blinked.

"Oh. That's... great."

Jet let out an exasperated

a very sizable contribution point reward,

Instantly, his expression livened.

"Oh! That's great!"

satisfied, Soul Reaper