Shadow Slave novel Chapter 3195

‘How did it end up this way?’

The shadow remembered his peaceful past. The tranquil quiet of his lightless kingdom, the uneventful years he had spent slumbering in the darkness...

Now, there was bright light illuminating the vast hall, and not one, but two boisterous voices chasing away the silence.

“Thank the gods... so you're just a disembodied soul, not actually a living doll!"

“Of course. But why are you using informal speech when addressing me?"

"What are you talking about? Look at you. You're so tiny and squeaky!"

“So what?! I might be tiny, but l am a mature, respectable woman! You brat!"

“Who are you calling a brat, pipsqueak? I am Noctis, the Crimson Beast of Twilight. l am a Transcendent hero! I am already nineteen!"

"See! I am... huh, wait, how old am I? Twenty-nine? Yeah, that's right!"

"Oh? Oh... well, sorry then. Auntie."

“Auntie?! Did you just call me an auntie?!"

The shadow sighed heavily.

Currently, they were in the house of the city lord. Snuggle was seated on the table, her chin raised arrogantly. The human youth — Noctis — was sitting on a chair, tied up and unable to move. The ropes that bound him were woven out of shadows, strong enough to hold a Supreme being... so, he wasn't going to cause trouble any time soon.

Or maybe he was. Humans were unpredictable, after all — each possessed a unique Aspect, and if the shadow really wanted to contain one, a simple rope would do him no good. He would have to enchant it, somehow, and that felt like too much effort.

In any case, tying the adolescent Transcendent up was only a temporary measure. The shadow had to figure out what to do with him soon.

‘Should I just kill him?'

There was no reason to, so the shadow knew that he wouldn't. Still, a shadow could dream, right?

‘Maybe he'll just go away on his own...’

The shadow looked at Noctis.

Noctis... did not seem like a problem that would go away on its own.

What was worse, now that a Transcendent human had come to battle him, there would most likely be another, and another, and another... the sphere of human influence was expanding, and the forces of Corruption were slowly dwindling. This distant realm was not so remote anymore.

Another heavy sigh escaped from the shadow's lips.

If he would not kill the human youth, and the youth was not going to go away... then what was there to do? The shadow was a little stumped.

He was a creature of death, after all. All he knew was how to kill; if there was something that had to be resolved peacefully, he was just as powerless as a mundane person.

Luckily, Snuggle was there, and she seemed perfectly suited to solve the problem for him. In fact, even if their conversation sounded like a meaningless exchange of insults, the little doll seemed to be guiding it carefully in some mysterious direction.

“So, Noctis... why did you suddenly decide to come challenge the Shadow, anyway? Even if you are a Transcendent, that seems a little too reckless."

Noctis frowned, then threw a furtive glance at the shadow.

Then, he forced out an arrogant laugh.

“What's so reckless about it? Let me tell you, sister... I have slain plenty of Creatures of Corruption. Among all the heroes in the world, there is hardly anyone more fearsome than I!"

He paused for a moment, his haughty smile dimming slightly.

Noctis remained silent for a short while, then added in a more somber tone:

"Human life is fragile and fleeting. All across the mortal realms, countless people are fighting desperately to survive. There is not enough space for everyone, and not enough food for everyone. Scarcity gives birth to poverty and destitution — two vicious beasts that devour dreams and suffocate joy, turning good people into empty husks."

His expression darkened.

“I mean... have you seen the clothes that poor people wear? Those ugly things are an affront to all that is good in life! And their houses! My noble eyes were not made to look at dusty hovels. And let's not even mention the smell..."

Noctis shuddered, a horrified grimace appearing on his face.

Snuggle stared at him with an indescribable expression.

She did not speak for a few moments, then cleared her throat.

"So... you decided to attack Shadow, a Supreme Titan, because you don't like how poor people smell?"

Noctis looked at the shadow, his eyes widening.

“A what now? A S—supreme... T—titan?"

The shadow smiled politely.

"Indeed."

Noctis stared at him for a moment, then raised his chin.

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