"We can do it within a month, just for you, Young Master Forger."
"But you didn't get me to tier 5, would you?" Jason snorted and turned to Warden. "Brother, you would do it for me. I am so—"
"No need to be sentimental. We are, after all, supposed to make a guild together. Can't let the Guild Master have anything less than the best, can we?"
With a little more talk, they came out of the building. Thankfully, the annoying Walt guy wasn't there to irritate them anymore.
"By the way, why is everyone calling you Young Master and such?" Warden asked out of his curiosity. "Are you from secretly some heir to some noble house?"
"Something like that," Jason said, clenching his jaw. "It's not really a secret, though I don't want people to like me just o suck up to my father."
"Who is your father?"
"You don't know?" Jason asked.
