Chapter 15
Proposal.
Carmen stared at the arrowhead with trembling eyes, his face rigid with tension.
It was understandable—if the orb showed no reaction after absorbing his blood, it would mean that the relative he sought was already dead. Carmen was worried that his mother might already be gone.
After several attempts to prick his finger but stopping short, Carmen finally looked up at me and spoke.
"Priest Marnak. Could you... perhaps pray for me?"
I smiled softly and nodded.
"Of course. I'd be happy to."
I gently tapped my chest pocket, calling out to the Mother of Decay, and whispered:
"Mother. Did you hear that?"
'Kill!'
A scolding tone, as if saying I knew full well she didn't have such a power. I only responded with a quiet smile.