"I'm listening."
This might be the most beautiful, most touching thing Vasini has heard in his life.
More melodious than his wife's murmurs in bed, more moving than the first cries of his newborn daughter.
He actually received a response.
After so many years, from disbelief to belief, from belief to unwavering faith, he had considered it a solace for his heart, never truly hoping that one day he would receive a response.
This "I'm listening" was akin to humanity igniting its first flame.
"Oh great Lord, please save your followers from disaster. I shall offer all I have, serving you for life!"
Vasini urgently began to plead.
Meanwhile, Luca looked at him and said, "Any last words?"
"Save them for yourself!"
Then, the next moment, Vasini, who had seemingly resigned to despair and death, suddenly had an indescribably intense brilliance shining in his eyes.
"Amen."
The conclusion of the prayer was like a bugle call for the final charge.
The next instant.
