Reincarnated As A Dragon With A Godly Inheritance

Hope surged inside Kaedros. There’s a way?

"Tell me," he said immediately, not noticing or ignoring the troubling tone Nyra had used.

Nyra narrowed her eyes. "It’s a very hard way... I don’t know."

Thalso turned toward her, his voice cold. "Which way? ...You don’t mean that, do you?"

Nyra shrugged. "It’s the only thing I could think of."

"Then no." Thalso’s tone dropped, flat and final.

Kaedros had been following their exchange, but the flame of hope within him dimmed as they continued to argue, shutting him out.

"Why?" he cut in sharply. "What are you talking about? What way?"

"Don’t worry about it, Kael," Thalso growled. "You’re not going there, so don’t trouble yourself."

"Go where exactly?" Kaedros pressed.

They ignored him, and Nyra faced Thalso squarely. "Why not? You can’t shelter them forever, Thalso. It’s not even a dangerous place anymore, we cleared it long ago!"

"You and I both know it’s still dangerous!" Thalso shot back, each word laced with tension. "And whatever they find there... nothing good will come of it."