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Chapter 215 - 215: Lordship?

(If you haven't read the edited version of previous chapter please delete it from the library and refresh it if you are reading on the phone. I have edited and fixed the repeated chapters. I apologize for the inconvenience. I would never like to betray your trust. Again, I apologize.)

After a while, they emerged from the alleys, but Vincent could still sense the town's guards

"Why are you back so early? Didn't you say you'd return late? Have you eaten?" Tayma asked, her voice gentle despite her earlier complaint.

Aevara didn't immediately answer as she carefully helped her grandmother down the stairs.

It was then that Tayma finally noticed Ara. She frowned slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face.

"Oh? You didn't even tell this old woman we had guests. Did I not teach you better?"

She waved a wrinkled hand dismissively. "Go, take the jar from the cabinet."

"But Granny, that's—"

"Aevara." Tayma interrupted, her tone sharp.

The shift in Tayma's tone made Aevara fall silent. She knew her grandmother was serious.

She hesitated, unwilling to take it—she knew that jar contained the last of their food, saved for emergencies in case they had to relocate again. And she had only brought these strangers here for the food the woman had promised her.

But in the end, she had no choice but to obey.

Tayma watched Aevara disappear into the next room before turning back to Ara.

"I apologize for my grandchild's manners," she said with an apologetic smile. "That child has had to grow up too fast."

Ara shook her head. "No, it's fine."

Tayma's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression.

Her eyes darkened as she spoke, her voice low and weak. "Please, leave after you eat. And don't ever get close to my grandchild again. I'm telling you this for your own good."

Ara's expression turned cold at the barely veiled warning.

Before she could respond, Vincent interjected. "What do you mean by that, old woman?"

Tayma turned her sharp gaze on him. But the moment she took in his features—the lower half of his face exposed, his piercing purple eyes beneath the mask—her expression changed.

Her deep frown twisted into sheer horror, as though she had seen the most terrifying creature imaginable.

Despite her reptilian cerulean scales, her face visibly paled.

Then, without warning, she fell to her knees and pressed her forehead on the floor, her frail body trembling.

"I-I beg your forgiveness, My Lord! Please, have mercy on us! My grandchild is still young. She has no family left aside from me. Please, don't kill me," Tayma pleaded, her voice shaking.

Vincent frowned beneath his mask, utterly perplexed by her reaction.

Ara, equally confused, glanced between the trembling old woman and Vincent.

Just as Vincent was about to help Tayma up, a sudden crash rang out from the other room.

Turning toward the source of the sound, Vincent saw Aevara standing frozen, a broken jar at her feet. Pickled fruits were scattered across the floor.

Ignoring the spilled food, Aevara rushed toward her grandmother.

"Granny!" she cried.

But Tayma remained unmoving, her forehead pressed to the floor.

Aevara turned on Vincent with bared teeth, her eyes blazing with anger.

"What did you do to my Granny?!" she demanded.

Vincent was speechless. He hadn't done anything, yet he knew Aevara wouldn't believe a word he said.

Fortunately, he didn't need to speak. Tayma grabbed Aevara and forced her to bow her head.

"Mind your manners, you brat! Have I raised you all these years just for you to be this rude?!"

"Granny…" Aevara was stunned. She had only been trying to protect her! Why was she the one being scolded?

And 'Lord'? Had she unknowingly brought a noble into their home?

Seeing her grandmother's firm stance, Aevara reluctantly complied, muttering, "I-I'm sorry."

Tayma clicked her tongue. "What are you apologizing for? Say it properly!"

"I apologize for my rudeness," Aevara corrected, her voice firmer.

Tayma turned to Vincent, bowing lower. "My Lord, forgive this ignorant child. She failed to recognize your divine Lordship."

'Divine Lordship?' Aevara's mind reeled. Just who had she invited into their home?

Ara, too, was at a loss.

And Vincent—

He was completely dumbfounded.

Ara narrowed her eyes at him. "Who are you really?"

Vincent had no answer.

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

He had already been confused 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?