Shadow Slave

Chapter 1703

Sunny's words hung in the air, contrasted starkly against his polite smile. The two young Masters seemed frozen, as if unable to digest what they had just heard.

Mercy of Clan Dagonet let out a stifled breath.

At the same time, Ascended Tristan's eyes widened.

His face, frozen in a state of stunned disbelief, was slowly contorted by a grimace of righteous wrath.

Trembling in outrage, he bellowed:

"You dare?!"

Sunny couldn't quite believe it. He held his breath, his heart beating wildly.

'Is... is he going to say it? He's going to say it! He totally is!'

His smile remained perfectly pleasant.

"I do dare. Why, wasn't that obvious from my remark? Or has your Flaw made you deaf? Goodness gracious... dumb and deaf. What an unfortunate fate. You have my sympathy."

The young Master stared at him, mouth agape. After a few moments of silence, Tristan pointed a trembling finger at Sunny and hissed:

"You are courting death, mongrel!"

'He said it!'

He had really said it. That was... Sunny had no words. It was really too astonishing.

He struggled to suppress a burst of laughter.

'Amazing. But also, what is it with Legacy brats and calling people mongrels?’

Sunny kept his composure with titanic effort, and shrugged.

"Funny you should say, but I am indeed somewhat of a mongrel."

widened, which seemed to send the young

a concerning shade of red, Ascended Tristan outstretched a hand

be taught a lesson. I, Tristan of Aegis Rose, hereby challenge you to a

Sunny blinked.

"Huh?"

when he suggested that the fool had been dropped on his head. But now, it seemed like maybe

them with strange expressions. Master Mercy had abandoned his attempts to drag the second Legacy

'A duel, huh…’

smile from his face and said in a

"I refuse."

Tristan grinned.

your... huh? What?

Sunny nodded.

I refuse. What, are

at him in confusion for

cowardly! D-don't you

simply shook his

don't have any honor. In fact, I wouldn't be

do to experience the entire triumvirate of clichés was to slap Ascended Tristan across the

perhaps the poor fool was really suffering from a character Flaw. His behavior was too outrageously hot-blooded to be explained by simple foolhardiness. Plus, it wouldn't be a good look for Sunny to go around beating children - not to mention that

matter how much he wanted to teach the loud brat a

him with angry eyes. Then,

I won't kill you! We'll just duel to first blood. I... I refuse your refusal! Summon

him incredulously for

hell

He sighed.

first blood? Fine...

smile turned

Memory weapon. So I can't summon

young Master Tristan

a single Memory weapon? And you call yourself

back of his head, his face full

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