Baltrow leaned forward cautiously.
His eyes narrowed as he carefully studied the small creature.
"The golden fur… ocean blue eyes… the gemstone on its forehead… and the aura of an emperor-grade beast," he said with complete certainty.
"There is no mistake."
"That is the offspring of the Golden Demon Cat."
Kiara scratched her cheek thoughtfully.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence."
Meow.
The kitten responded immediately, tilting its head slightly as if confused by the entire conversation.
In its small mind, the situation was simple.
The person holding it was its parent.
Everything else was irrelevant.
Kiara was thinking along the same lines.
The fact that the creature had hatched from an egg was already strange enough. Now, Baltrow was claiming that its parent was a terrifying demon lord capable of commanding armies of beast kings.
If that were true, another question immediately appeared.
Why had such an egg been inside a mere rank-six dungeon?
