Chapter 200: From Master to Slave (1)
“Apologize.”
Rosemary glowered at Gilach, even forgetting her rank.
“Excuse me?”
“I said apologize for calling sis a street urchin.”
Aether was her favorite person, so how dare he call her that? It couldn’t be more insulting, and Rosemary felt a sudden burst of anger.
It was the same for Akasha. While she didn’t express it directly, she scrunched her brows and fiddled with the mana grass in her pocket.
Aether... had no reaction. She pulled out the hardcover and jotted things down furiously.
“I was only stating facts.”
Gilach shrugged.
“No matter how high her rank is, it doesn’t change her past as a street urchin. Ah, do you not know because you still smell like milk? Well now you do. Hehihihi!”
Rosemary grit her teeth. She wanted to take out her staff and attack, but Jǫrmungandr’s advice came to mind so she couldn’t act on it.