Please, Master!
Was it simply Eric's social skills?
Not only.
Then was it the fear he instilled in his mind?
That helped but wasn't just that.
At the end of the day, it was a set of reasons compounding one over the other behind what was happening now between Eric and Benjamin.
From an external eye, it would have looked like a strange pseudo-religious sect had just gained a strange new member.
In fact, Benjamin's forehead, touched the ground and was positioned in a dogeza position, rhythmically looking up at Eric.
The eyes of the boy shined with desire but were also on the point of tearing up with fear.
''Please take me in as your disciple! ''
The humble, unexpected words left the mouth of the Midas heir as if his eventual future master didn't try to kill him less than three hours before the present moment.
In the beginning, the interaction was awkward.