Shadow Slave

Chapter 896

Sunny felt like he was going insane.

He was tired, sleep-deprived, and cold. He was stuck in a fortress on a remote continent, which had been built around an eerie abandoned observatory. The fortress was being besieged by an unknown horror from the depths, and he was the only person who had managed to escape from the horror's hex.

The strangest thing about all that, however, was that Sunny was sometimes invisible. Every time he subdued and dragged one of the victims to the containment facility built inside the old observatory, everyone in the settlement acted as though he did not exist.

No, not exactly invisible... people were able to observe him. But the fact of his existence seemed to flow out of their consciousness almost immediately after being registered there. As long as Sunny was in the presence of one of the mesmerized victims, the residents of LO49 looked at him, frowned, and then went about their business, instantly forgetting what they had seen. It was really unnerving.

In his exhausted state, Sunny felt a deep and irrational fear that if this went on, he would be forgotten by everyone, forever.

He wondered if that was how the Demon of Oblivion had felt.

...Luckily, the bizarre effect seemed to only last for as long as Sunny was transporting prisoners to their cells. As soon as he placed them in the containment units, his existence was made normal once again. Well... as far as his existence could be called normal, to begin with.

On the first day of his catcher duty, Sunny had fought, subdued, and imprisoned twenty-nine people. His muscles were sore, and his armor was wet from being close to the water for so long. Despite his efforts - and to his relief - the Terror had not reacted to the sudden obstacle that appeared in the path of its satiation. At least not yet.

Saint continued to hide in the shadow of the tall wall of the fortress, monitoring the deep, dark, cold waters of the ocean.

At midnight, Sunny reported the results of his effort to Verne. They walked over to the observatory together, where the other Master remained silent for a long time.

"Are you telling me that there are people in these cells?"

Sunny struggled with a yawn, failed to suppress it, and then nodded.

"...Yeah. Around thirty of them."

Verne stared at the cells with a deep frown for a minute or two, then shook his head in bewilderment.

there, I can't see anything. To me, the cells seem

a bit late to

units and do nothing. At least they

looked at him

this situation is sufficiently creepy as

turned away from the cells

in the Terror's

Sunny shook his head.

least not that I've

for a moment, and

be arriving soon, so... we just

that, Sunny continued his eerie task. He waited by the water, caught the people trying to drown themselves

'Damn cold..."

long summoned the Memory of Ice and continuously fed it with essence to save himself from the

Sunny rescued thirty-five people from being devoured by the waves. His skill

chair with an empty thermos in his hand, and stared at the sky. Today, there was no moon, and no aurora. Only the stars remained, shining

sound

his face, then turned around and stared at

about the world. Sunny frowned, but before he could do

'Forty... it is accelerating.'

the shadows and subdue the fortieth victim, but there was something strange about the figure. Instead of moving toward the edge of the wall like the rest of them, it

"Huh?"

It was Quentin.

with one inhumanly high jump. He landed on the concrete surface of the rampart, walked a few steps, and

"What? What happened?"

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