The mysterious man smiled faintly in response. He didn’t confirm or deny her question verbally, but his expression alone was enough to reveal his true identity.
“Are you... really the Dragon King?” Farcia asked again, her voice tinged with clear nervousness. At the same time, she took the liberty to examine the man closely, trying to take in every detail of his appearance.
Despite being in his middle years, his face remained strikingly sharp and handsome. His face was adorned with reddish-brown facial hair, though it wasn’t unkempt. His emerald eyes gleamed with a mysterious and captivating brilliance, as if they weren’t eyes at all, but precious gems unearthed from the farthest corners of the world.