"A very powerful friend?"
Rebecca tilted her head. "Who?"
Leon smiled but gave no answer. He simply turned and headed toward the exit.
"I'm going to find your sister-in-law. See you tonight."
Rebecca opened her mouth, as if she wanted to press for the truth, but seeing the captain's clear disinterest in explaining, she let it go.
She lowered her eyes to the photo in her hands. The sun was setting, the lake shimmering. The elderly couple stood side by side, supporting one another. The rings on their fingers caught the last rays of sunlight, gleaming brilliantly.
After a moment of silence, Rebecca’s lips lifted into a faint smirk. She huffed proudly,
"Even if he didn't believe in anything personally"? Leon, what? You've actually met the Gods. It makes no sense.
Humans, as a race, compared to the rest of Samael, aren't aware of the Gods that created the continent. It has been written before, so whoever the humans are worshipping is entirely different from the Primordial Gods.