Roland's calm and powerful presence, Holland's coarse yet reliable voice, Ellis's rigorous and occasionally sharp-tongued discussions...
These had all become a familiar, even indispensable, part of her daily life.
Though she had known from the very beginning that they wouldn't stay for long, when their departure was announced so calmly, a powerful emotion—a mixture of reluctance and loss—still seized her heart without warning.
She lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her oversized robes as her heart wrestled with hesitation.
Finally, as if mustering immense courage, she abruptly raised her head. Her violet eyes looked directly at Roland, and her voice, though trembling slightly, was exceptionally clear.
"Mr. Rudolph… C-can I go with you? To go on an adventure?"
At almost the same instant, Allen, who was standing beside her, immediately took a step forward, his own azure eyes shining with the same eager and resolute light.
