บท 106: || Chapter 105 || A Gift Or A Curse?

Moulin went stiff.

He felt the scroll taken from his fingers as he kneeled unmovingly. The floor felt cold underneath him.  Hearing the word 'vessel' made him alarmed. His mind was endlessly cautious of the man in front of him. Did he know something Moulin did not? Does he know who he truly is? Moulin felt confused. Narrowing his eyes, he did not try to speak to the man as he thought deeply. 

As if the man could see Moulin's wary expression, the man stopped. He tilted his head thinking if he had done anything wrong to offend the person in front of him. Ah, this child... So pure... 

"Forgive me, Your Holiness..." He hoped to earn the young man's trust. Although the moment had hopelessly turned awkward and strange, he hoped to reverse the atmosphere into something comfortable. Admittedly, he was never a man who would get along well with other people.

"I-... I beg your pardon?" Moulin blinked. Where did this title come from?