"Herbert, you'll always stand by my side, right?"
The Fallen Angels lowered her eyes, asking in a tone that seemed both like a question and a plea.
It's not "believing" you'll definitely stay by my side but "hoping" you can be with me.
If you're here, then maybe I can become stronger.
Luhier was hoping so humbly, even praying.
And Herbert could certainly hear the underlying meaning in her words, knowing what kind of answer she was hoping for.
Luhier wanted a promise — even if it's false, it doesn't matter.
As long as he makes a promise, she can persist.
And his answer, of course, had already been decided.
"Of course."
"Even though we don't know where the future will lead, nor what kind of trials destiny has in store for us... I think it must be a thorny path full of blood."
"Oh my, such a frightening future makes one tremble just thinking about it."
