Nyx shot back, "Aren't you already? In the Dark Clans, your bounty currently ranks at the top of the list. You used to be a legend in Holtrien, and overseas, you're the uncrowned king. I've never understood why you're so obsessed with Holtrien."

She added, "This country, this land, abandoned you, and the people here are cold and heartless. Did you forget why you fled overseas back then? I'm begging you. Don't go back and throw away your life for people and things that aren't worth it."

Reginald stayed silent for a long time before shaking his head. "Nyx, you're wrong. Holtrien never abandoned me, and there are people there I care about more than my own life. For example, my wife and my son."

Nyx's voice turned sorrowful. "Your wife is gone, and that's a fact. And your son? I've never met him, but I still think he's not worth the risk you're taking. If you wanted, your bloodline could keep spreading overseas for generations."

Reginald let out a resigned sigh. "Nyx, you have talent,