"..."
The tense Fallen Angels hesitated for a long moment, eventually relaxing slowly, their body becoming soft once more.
Luhier felt a bit dazed at this moment.
She gently held Herbert, afraid she had heard wrong, and asked again, "Are you saying that compared to Him, you would rather choose me?"
Not Him, but... me?
Do you really know what you're saying?
Herbert saw this expression, felt the change in the body of the Fallen Angels, and his smile grew brighter.
"Yes, you."
He nodded and said softly, "No matter how He might entice me in the future, with whatever promises, or pressure me with whatever means... I won't succumb, but will stand firmly by your side."
"Compared to the whims of a god that mean nothing to me, I care more about you... the you right in front of me."
Herbert spoke seriously, with heartfelt emotion.
And after hearing this sincere statement of "firmly choosing oneself" from a mortal, the Fallen Angels pressed their lips tightly.
"..."
