Shadow Slave

Chapter 12

Right now, that obstacle was looking down, avoiding Sunny’s gaze. His hand was resting on the sword handle. As always, the young slave had no idea about what was going on inside Hero’s perfectly shaped head.

The uncertainty was making him nervous.

Finally, after some time had passed, the soldier spoke:

“I have only one question.”

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at him while holding their breaths.

“Yes?”

“You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two. Why him? From what I see, you are far closer to the grave.”

‘A great question! I was just about to ask it myself.’

Sunny turned to the older slave, trying very hard to suppress a mocking grin. But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready.

“Before the first attack, he was already bleeding because of your senior’s whip. During the attack, he was drenched in the blood of a fellow slave. His cloak, too, was soaked in it when the previous owner died. The boy already reeks of blood. Keeping him alive will put us in danger. That’s why he is the best choice.”

The grin died before reaching Sunny’s face.

‘Curse you and your big brain!’

Scholar’s reasoning was appallingly solid. Hero listened, his expression growing darker with each word. Finally, he looked at Sunny, a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

“That is true.”

Sunny felt his mouth getting dry. Cold sweat was running down his spine. He tensed, ready to act…

But at that moment, Hero smiled.

“Your logic is almost unassailable,” he said, unsheathing the sword. “However, you failed to account for one thing.”

raised an eyebrow, trying to hide his

“What might that be?”

from his face. Now, he

a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough

Scholar’s eyes widened.

but the smell

you bleed enough to

forward with a speed that seemed almost inhuman. A moment later, Scholar was shrieking on the ground, his leg broken with one strike from the flat side

like that, Scholar was done

contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice in his veins. This

him a calm look and said in

“Wait for me here.”

the older slave and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes,

left alone,

This is… this is too

Scholar’s demise

Hero was back, acting as though nothing had happened. But it was exactly that

of Scholar’s rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the young soldier put it over his shoulder

go. We need

knowing what to say, Sunny gave

only two of

sort of stupid, but Sunny suddenly felt

was much easier than scaling the mountain wall. He even had time for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny…

in silence for some

not your fault.

was a few steps

sins… actually, it’s better that you don’t. Just trust me when I say

one of us

maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul things.

getting an

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