Chronolisk

Chapter 216: Chronolisk

He was just as baffled as she was. Why was he being addressed as 'Lordship'?

It had already been confusing when he was called 'Young Master' during the Tower of Speed challenge.

And now, a completely new title?

Just what was the real background of this body?

Baffled, he gestured for Aevara and her grandmother to rise. The two remained kneeling, their foreheads pressed against the ground in unwavering reverence.

"Stand up. You must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm not the Lordship you believe me to be."

'He's not a noble?' Aevara thought, turning to her grandmother, Tayma, who refused to rise.

"No, My Lord. I would never mistake your presence for another's," Tayma declared, her voice firm despite its frailty.