"D-Daughter?"
Conrad stammered, he was confused about who she was talking about, but when he thought about the Celest District and his recent experience there, only one person came in mind.
"Oh, yes. My little Hermia spoke so highly of you. She can be a handful at times, but her heart is in the right place. The same applies to you as well"
"Conrad! Step away from her!"
Meliora shouted in a sharp tone laced with desperation. She bolted toward them, her katana was already poised to strike.
Luciel didn't even bother to look back at her, instead, she smiled as she continued to talk.
"I don't believe in gratitude by mere words, I feel that a debt is much better repaid through something tangible. And so, as a token of my appreciation. I want you to have this..."
