Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2487

Chapter 2487 Fighting in the Rain

Sunny and Mordret face each other in the rain. The trail of blood was slowly being washed off the wet asphalt, and the neon sign kept blinking above them, drowning the street in dim radiance.

Mordret's mirror-like eyes seemed to shine with a dark crimson glow as they reflected the world back upon itself. His pleasant smile felt... dangerous.

Feeling a bit hateful was only natural for someone who knew that Sunny had killed their father, even if the source of that hate was somewhat unconventional in this particular case.

Sunny looked at Mordret somberly, not showing any sign of being disturbed.

He loathed to admit it…

But he was rather cold.

'Damn.'

Why had he not put on a jacket before jumping out of the window? It was raining outside, and the night was chilly!

Perhaps it was because he had grown unused to being bothered by the weather.

Looking Mordret in the eye, Sunny grinned.

"Why? Jealous?"

Mordret's dangerous smile slowly widened.

Raising his head, he laughed.

"Jealous? Ah… no, not quite. Jealousy is not the word I would use."

Taking off his cap, he allowed the rain to pelt his tousled black hair for a moment, then swept it back and pierced Sunny with a cold, eerie gaze.

The neon sign blinked, and for a moment, his mask of pleasant friendliness seemed to crack, revealing a raging ocean of scathing fury and boundless loathing beneath.

But then, the sign lit up, and Mordret seemed… almost normal again.

He smiled and shook his head, taking a step to circle Sunny.

"My, my. I had a feeling that there was something off when the valiant Devil Detective kept popping up near my other self. So, I wanted to make sure that he was indeed who he claimed to be… that question has been answered, I suppose. Imagine my surprise, though, when I saw a man flying through your window while keeping watch. How scandalous!"

Mordret chuckled.

"Do you often toss people out of the window… Sunless? Was that the name you use? I hope you'll forgive me if I don't address you as the Lord of Shadows. That title is a bit unwieldy."

Sunny turned slowly, keeping Mordret in his line of sight.

'He sure is in a talkative mood.'

It seemed that the Prince of Nothing had been staying close to his other self, watching him closely. And if his words were to be believed… he had not sent the killer to get rid of Sunny. Instead, he had simply been investigating a person sticking close to the Valor Group heir when the assassination attempt had taken place. But why was Mordret watching over his other self? What was he doing here in Mirage City? How had his nicer version ended up in the Great Mirror, to begin with?

Sunny gave Mordret a cold stare.

"That is indeed a name I use. Oh, by the way… I have some questions for you. You can answer them the easy way or the hard way. It's your choice."

He smiled darkly.

"I really hope you choose the hard way, though."

Mordret studied him for a few moments.

"You know, Sunless, I always wondered where this animosity you feel toward me stems from. I think I was quite courteous the first time we met, back in Godgrave. Admittedly… I did try to take you as a vessel when you dismissed that eerie mask of yours. But can you really blame me? I mean, you had been provoking me the whole time."

Sunny shrugged.

"I can blame you. I do blame you, as it happens."

Mordret's smile slowly drained from his face. Looking at Sunny with a chilling lack of emotion in his eyes, he said evenly:

"How regrettable. Who knew there would be an army of abominations hidden in your soul? But, Sunless… you might have noticed that we are mundane here, in Mirage City. Which means that there's no legion of Nightmare Creatures to protect you from me."

At the end there, his voice grew a bit lower, making him sound quite menacing.

Sunny was not intimidated, though.

Instead, he grinned.

"...The hard way it is, then."

He lunged forward, throwing his fist in Mordret's face. Mordret deflected it easily enough, but that attack was merely a feint — a split second later, Sunny unleashed a hurricane of kicks and punches, aiming to bring the Prince of Nothing down.

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