Chapter 100 Clear Conscience (1/2)

Chapter 100 Clear Conscience

The Black Knight re the corpses of his enereatsword, gathering into a puddle beneath his feet The thoughts of the cruel creature were a mystery To be honest, Sunny wasn't even sure that this unstoppable mountain of ard, the e

Usually, Nighther classes possessed a perverse forence, which was often comparable to that of humans, and sometimes even surpassed it However, that rule did not apply to every monster in this eerie place

From Sunny's observations, the dwellers of the ruined city could be roughly divided into two groups The first group consisted of various creatures that came here from outside the wall, be it from the Labyrinth or fros more or less followed the unnatural laws of the Spell that every Awakened was faroup was different These creatures, he suspected, were either created from the remains of the ancient residents of the city or, creepily, had actually been them once The wraiths, as he called theerous Their powers and behavior refused to abide by any sort of sense or logic

The Black Knight was one of these sinister revenants That's why Sunny had trouble predicting his actions

Most of the tirand hall of the ruined cathedral and killing anything that dared to come inside

Just like he had killed those poor fools

ReadNovelFullh, Sunny lay down on top of the support beaht of his i spot, closed his eyes He wanted to take a breath before continuing with his nightly errands

Soon, the sound of heavy footsteps infor patrol

'Good riddance'

Despite the fact that nothing was disturbing his peace anyely restless His inner voice was in thesoet? He was just catching his breath before going out again He also had to wait for the right h the possessions of these dead hunters…

'You just killed six people Don't you feel guilty?'

Sunny was a little startled by this question Curious, he listened to his euilty at all

This was his third ti Granted, the first tihtmare, where people were supposed to be simple illusions However, Sunny wasn't sure that he believed in this theory The old slaver's anguish had felt awfully real to be just a figination

The second time… well, he didn't want to think about that That happened in the castle, anyway, and that part of his life was over