How Old Is Robin From One Piece Novels & Stories

He let go of his leg and stood at full height. I closed the distance between us and rested my head against his chest," I'm glad you're in one piece." I paused and turned to meet his piercing gaze," I can't imagine life without you... old man." I teased and Julian scoffed, pushing away. He was always reluctant to reveal exactly how old he was, but based off stories Robin had told me he was at least three hundred.

Rena stood up and approached the corpse, it is her friend… her playmate… a friend she had rarely seen lately, a friend who had been gloomy and quiet. Her name is Robina, Rena's best friend since childhood, a fun playmate… and she also happens to be the younger sibling of, Robut.

Robin whistled as she entered the house, looking ecstatic. As soon as he saw the old man Levi, Robin immediately smiled and ran to his side and called: "Grandpa, Robin is coming to visit you!" Elder Levi's face was not happy at all. After giving birth to Robin, Bevis Levi and Vera went abroad. After that, although Bevis Levi and Vera did not return, Robin returned to the country once a year. According to Levi's Inheritance, Robin is a descendant of the Levi family and must-visit his grandfather once a year so as not to forget his roots. But three years ago, Robin went to study at the Milan Academy and has not returned since.

His assistant smiles slightly moving from his spot and intertwines his hands together with a straight face. " Hello. I am Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bob-Bob. Until Boss returns, I will be in your care. Oh. I forgot I am 29 years old. Although Boss doesn't know that I am older than him but I am ok!" Aurora blinks twice, then looks at him with a very serious expression which makes him gulp. " Excuse me! You what?" she asks tilting her head aside. Not quite understand what that was.

Flora glared at him, scolding in annoyance, "Robin! You naughty kid, don't you know that scaring people can be dangerous?" She recognized him as Robin because of his light blue eyes. The last time she saw him, he was wrapped up like a dumpling, but this time, Robin was wearing a cute cartoon outfit, revealing his true appearance. It made her marvel once again at how there could be such a beautiful child in the world, but he was the son of that jerk! "Hey, it's just a joke!" Robin rolled his eyes unhappily, but his face quickly returned to a mischievous expression. He looked at Flora with a grin and said, "You finally came out! That's great; I've got a new playmate!"

If people outside the clan were to cultivate this and if they were careless, they might have a psychotic break. Robin was a talented genius. Although she was a girl, her cultivation speed was extremely quick. She was in her teens when she reached a sixth-grade level. On top of that, she was the clan head's only daughter, so she received the adoration of the entire clan. When Robin was sixteen, outsiders invaded and destroyed the Moyo Clan's home. Back then, Robin fought with them with all her might, but they were too powerful. In the end, all of her clan died, but only she managed to escape.

"I need to wash the thought of that girl out of my head." The door opened again, and Robin walked in. He was a presence that demanded silence. Tall, dark, and broad-shouldered, he filled the space effortlessly. He wore a brown shirt that looked ready to burst against his chest. As a wolf-human hybrid, he was more formidable than most. He had a way of using his primal side that made even us stay on our toes. Robin’s dark eyes fell on the body on the floor. He didn't look angry, just inconvenienced. He looked at Rory. "You hit your limit for the month. No more casualties until the books reset next week."

It sounds pathetic, but I’m not asking that he loves me back, I’m quite content with this arrangement. Robin leaves his seat, plopping down next to me. I stare up at him, we’re the same age, he shouldn’t be so much taller than me, plus, he’s station here permanently, I don’t understand how he grew to be so tall. “I might have helped him along.” he says slowly, Cocking my head to the side, I ask how, my friend grins, first grin of the evening and I’m so happy he’s fine, I’d hug him, but he might not appreciate that.

He brought my hand to his lips, kissing my knuckles one after the other. “Jack…” “Robin.” “How old are you?” I asked, his attention drifting from the road to me. “Are you going to run away if I told you?” he muttered. His voice quivering with worry, concern and fear. “No, I’m not. You already know I’m 24 years, it’s only fair I knew yours.” I said. “You’re going to see me as too old for you” he said, rounding to the front of my apartment. Huh? He had me all night without knowing his age. Why would he think I cared?

“I haven’t seen you for half a year, but you still look the same.” “How much can a thirty-year-old man change in such a short period of time?” Robin closed the newspaper in his hand and put it back on the shelf next to him. “But you, on the other hand, seem to be smiling more radiantly than before. It seems that you made the right choice to return to your home country this time.” She touched her face and blinked. “Really? Haven’t I always looked like this in the past?” Robin decided to play along and said, “Well, there’s nothing wrong with that either.”