"Is that you?"
When those words left Rocket's mouth and reached the ears of the two people present, Shien aside, Tilly froze on the spot.
From the sound of her father's voice, it seemed like he knew this mysterious expert?
Countless thoughts raced through Tilly's mind.
Shien merely smiled and did not hide it.
"It's me."
Shien no longer disguised his voice and admitted it openly.
Yet upon hearing Shien's voice, Tilly was stunned once more.
There was no other reason. His voice simply sounded far too young.
In Tilly's eyes, someone capable of easily repelling a level ninety-six Legendary-tier expert had to be an elderly man around her father's age, or perhaps even older.
But now, this mysterious expert did not seem old at all. He even seemed quite young.
Of course, that did not prove anything.
Having a youthful voice and appearance did not necessarily mean that he was genuinely young.
There were Magic Potions in this world that could preserve one's appearance, but they were exceedingly expensive and precious. Few modern potion makers could produce them, and even those who could could not find the rare materials needed to make them. As a result, such Magic Potions were generally monopolized by the royal families and imperial families of various nations. Even great nobles found it difficult to obtain a single dose.
This person might have used such a magic potion. He might look and sound young, but he could very well already be over a hundred years old.
Besides, if he was a demon, then a discrepancy between his appearance and actual age would be entirely normal.
Demons differed from humans and the God Race alike. They neither had lifespans limited to a mere century nor possessed immortality. Their lifespans depended on the individual.
Take the dragons