Chapter 263
“Ronan. Let me finish this.”
Their eyes met. Ronan’s hand, which had been reaching out to grab Asel, stopped in midair.
“You…”
“Please.”
Asel didn’t plead or cry as usual. Blood that had stopped was now flowing down from his small nostrils.
“You know it too, Ronan. Adren is a crucial stronghold… To fight against enemies wielding such terrifying power, we need the strength of the dragons. And if we can save thousands, tens of thousands of people, but don’t, I’ll live the rest of my life in regret.”
Ronan knew that soon, blood would flow from Asel’s mouth, ears, and eyes as well. His condition was extremely dire, even aside from the bleeding. His shallow breaths were barely perceptible, his pale face and convulsing body reminiscent of someone with a severe fever.
But Ronan couldn’t extend his hand further. He should have knocked him out and carried him over his shoulder, but he couldn’t.
Despite the bloodshot eyes, Asel’s gaze burned with resolute determination. It was a look that no one could or should stop. After a moment of silence, Asel continued.