Shadow Slave

Chapter 1840

Chapter 1840: Bathed in Starlight Chapter 1840: Bathed in Starlight

High in the sky above Bastion, a beautiful island was hovering, shrouded in the veil of clouds. Illuminated by pale starlight, a white pagoda stood upon it, piercing the heaven.

Nobody noticed when the flying island started to move.

Not only because it was dark, and most of the citizens were already asleep, but also because a perfect illusory copy of the island remained in its place when it did.

Due to the attempted assassination of Changing Star, Clan Valor gained leverage over the government. They used some of that leverage to summon Saint Thane, a government Transcendent who held power over dreams and illusions, to Bastion. His task was to hide the fact that the Ivory Island had left the sky above Mirror Lake.

In truth, it was heading for Godgrave.

Before that, however, the flying island made a stop.

Descending from the great heights, it reached the shore of the lake and landed on the water. A tall wave rose, flooding a few streets that were closest to the shore for a few moments.

Among them was a quiet street where a cozy brick cottage stood.

At that moment, something bizarre happened.

The cottage stirred, and then rose, revealing countless metal legs that were attached to its bottom. Turning around, it trotted to the shore and then nonchalantly dove into the water.

The cottage swam surprisingly well for a brick building.

Covering the distance to the island swiftly, then it climbed ashore, shook energetically, and then looked around in confusion... it was as if it was unsure where to plop down.

Eventually, the bizarre creature simply lowered itself to the ground where it stood.

As soon as it did, the island slowly rose from the water and moved north.

Soaring into the sky to hide behind the clouds, it flew above the sleeping city... and left it behind.

At that time, the door of the cottage opened, and a young man with alabaster skin and raven—black hair walked out of it.

Sunny stepped on the soft soil of the Ivory Island, inhaled deeply, and smiled. "What a beautiful sight."

Nephis was standing a few steps away, looking at him calmly.

She responded to his smile with one of her own.

"Ivory Island is indeed beautiful at night. Welcome."

He looked at her silently for a while, then shook his head softly.

"I wasn't talking about the island."

Neph's eyes widened a little.

"Oh..."

in

you like to take a

with a

"Sure."

his arm, and

I'm afraid there are no beaches there... but I can still

Nephis chuckled.

while. There's plenty

side, eventually reaching the edge of the island. Below, a sea of clouds was shining

eyes were like two

But much more beautiful.

studied the night sky for

for war. It happens sometimes, albeit rarely. And I can't really reveal that side of myself to anyone, because my strength is their strength. But I am afraid sometimes, too. Can we

fragile smile appeared on her

doubts, since I can't afford them. You just... caught me before

at her silently for a

Eventually, he smiled.

can win. Of course, we will

her ivory face bathed

you

Sunny chuckled.

he spoke, his voice was calm and

is our will. Who dares to stop

standing so close that he could hear her heartbeat... and

shining in the lightless sky, illuminating

that radiance, her lips looked

awaited them

shoulders, he gently pulled her in and

was beating like a caged

as though the whole world was engulfed with

touch. He was hungry for more. Wrapping his hands around her, he pulled her closer,

slowly raised her hands and embraced him, as well,

time, their kiss grew more passionate, as if both had been starving for each other's lips for a long,

the

Sunny finally felt complete.

****

of its main keep, a tall dais stood. There was no throne and no altar on the dais... instead, there was an iron anvil, and a man who

Powerful muscles rolled under his glistening skin, and his sweat was evaporating in the unbearable heat of a crucible. His bare torso was painted in shades of vermilion

had dark hair and a thick, but dignified beard. The expression on his noble face was harsh and austere, and

anvil. Eventually, the man put the hammer aside and quenched the incandescent blade in water. The reflection on its surface convulsed when it was pierced by the

moments later, the blacksmith pulled the sword out of the

his gaze was replaced with contempt and disappointment. Gritting his teeth, the

the dais and flew

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