Chapter 12 The Smell Of Blood (1/2)

Chapter 12 The S down, avoiding Sunny's gaze His hand was resting on the sword handle As always, the young slave had no idea about as going on inside Hero's perfectly shaped head

The uncertainty washim nervous

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

"I have only one question"

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at hi their breaths

"Yes?"

"You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two Why hirave"

'A great question! I was just about to ask itvery hard to suppress a rin But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready

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"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 hier 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 shi+ning in his eyes

"That is true"

Sunny felt hisdown his spine He tensed, ready to act…

But at that ic is al the sword "However, you failed to account for one thing"

Scholar raised an eyebrow, trying to hide his own nervousness

"Whatsoldier turned to face hi thick, practically palpable killing intent

"It's that I knoho you are, Your Grace I also knohat you've done, and how you ended up a salve Just one of the revolting crih tous who deserves to be sacrificed… it's you"

Scholar's eyes widened

"But… but the smell of blood!"

"Don't worry about it I'll h to overpohatever residual scent the boy carries"

It all happened so fast that Sunny barely had tied forith a speed that see on the ground, his leg broken with one strike fro hi, and a sickening sound of shattering bones could be clearly heard The shriek turned into a sobbing howl

Just like that, Scholar was done for

The brutality of Hero's actions was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful de to ice in his veins This was… scary

The soldier gave him a calm look and said in a placid tone:

"Wait for ed hi After a few h the wind

Sunny was left alone, tre

'crap! This is… this is too much!'

He still couldn't believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be And how ruthless it was