Editing City Series:Volume3a Chapter 8 (section)

===Part 3===

It was four in the afternoon and the sun was starting to sink.

The wind blowing in from the sea had vanished and a wind blowing in from the mainland replaced it. The scent of greenery and sand filled that thick continental wind.

The wind was stronger in elevated places and it dropped down from those heights at night.

In Hong Kong, the wind was strongest and night fell fastest on the roof of the former Archs RDC headquarters.

Someone there was experiencing the faint Live of the night with his entire body.

A six-winged Seraph stood on the railing at the edge of the roof and his shallow gaze stared into the distance.

He was Double Lee.

He faced forward and he stood firm despite the wind.

He was looking to Hong Kong Cave, that great hole in Hong Kong Island across the distant ocean.

The Nein Engels lived there and no one else ever set foot inside.

Tilted shadows bordered the entrance to the hole thanks to the angled light of the sun.

Double Lee held a hand to his forehead as if the sun was getting in his eyes, but he suddenly thrust that hand forward.

He then swept the hand to the side as if scooping something up.

“Not enough,” he muttered while clenching his fist. “And yet I sought heaven as I had promised.”

He stopped speaking there.

He closed his eyes a little and turned around just in time for another Nein Engel to descend from the sky.

The four-winged Nein Engel was Genius.

She alighted on the rooftop and looked up at Double Lee.

“Everyone has finished moving. They have all escaped through Hong Kong Cave’s underground tunnels. The boats all left Hong Kong Island’s western port almost simultaneously half an hour ago. They should be in position in another two hours.”

“I see.” Double Lee nodded. “They will not be used to the boats and, when looking through the list, I saw the elderly Zhu family on Boat D4. Make sure they link the boats as instructed before heading out to sea.”

“Understood. ..Also, the Yard called an emergency meeting.”

“Ignore it.”

“What will your sister do?”

“Oppose us, I would imagine.”

His emotionless tone led Genius to ask something else.

“You said that before, but are you actually hoping that will happen?”

He did not answer.

Instead, he turned his back on her, so she spoke to the six white wings spread before her eyes.

“Hey, I have another question. To resurrect someone using necromancy, you need to remind their soul of something they regret or have left undone. …What did you tell J-Gun’s soul?”

“Fei performed the necromancy, not me.”

“Someone who underwent a Psyche Outer surgery couldn’t persuade a soul. You must have told him what to say. For example…”

She took a breath.

“Maybe you were giving him a chance to get back at the younger brother who was more skilled than him.”

“So what if that was it? If we had not resurrected J-Gun, our plan would have fallen apart. We are willing to use any means necessary for our plan, aren’t we?”

“How can you say that!?”

She just about said more, but something stopped her.

Double Lee spoke in a lower and calmer tone than hers, but there was much more power hidden below his words.

“Genius, do you think every question needs an answer?”

“Eh?”

“Long ago, some people asked a great question but were unable to come up with an answer. Sadly, they fell in love with the same woman and then fought to save Hong Kong.”

“…”

“But they did not entirely succeed and Hong Kong was left in its current state. …And while hoping the future would find true salvation, they died without finding their answer. It is a truly hopeless fact,” he muttered. “All that remained was that great question and a great answer that is all too difficult to reach.”

As he spoke, Double Lee took a step forward.

He moved as casually as someone heading out on a stroll, but in so doing, he entrusted himself to the sky.

“Genius, it is about time to get ready. We need to hurry.”

With those words, he spread his six white wings which shined in the light of the setting sun.