Verdia's beautiful eyes gazed at the distance, "Peace... it softens people, yes. But that softness is not a flaw; it's a gift. They don't need to carry the burden we carried. They shouldn't. And if that makes them weaker, then so be it. I'll gladly bear the weight of that weakness if it means they never have to experience the horror of war."
A powerful golden light flashed in her eyes and the room was bathed in a golden afterglow momentarily.
"Ah" flustered, she quickly realised her mistake and retracted her aura, donning the disguise of Verdia the academy teacher once again.
"Haha, if it's Her Holiness guaranteeing it, nothing can be more assuring than that. In that case, please allow me to fight alongside you when the time comes" Vincent or rather Itherion got up from his seat and got on one knee.
