Third Person's POV
The idea was absurd. Impossible, even.
He had lived for far too long, and seen far too much to believe that a mere child could possess anything beyond what his seasoned eyes could perceive.
And yet…
Heh, I should leave it alone. Who cares? Even if she turns out to be some rare descendant of a forbidden bloodline or carries the essence of an extinct beast, what does it matter to me?
A wry smirk ghosted his lips for the briefest moment before disappearing.
They can't help me in any way, so it makes no difference.
If I had been a few hundred years younger, perhaps I would have been tempted to research her origins out of curiosity.
But now? What's the point?
Even as he dismissed the thought, a buried memory stirred within him.
It was one that only the highest echelons of power and knowledge in the demon continent were privy to.