Editing City Series:Volume6e Chapter6 (section)

===Part 4===

Lowenzahn was answered with a roar.

All around Hazel, the Geheimnis Agency knights raised their voices and resumed fighting.

Schweitzer and Berger also resumed their battle in the center, like the chains binding them had been broken.

She heard Berger’s voice.

“Hazel!”

But she was still staring blankly up at Lowenzahn.

Lowenzahn was only a translucent specter, but she performed dance steps in time with the pulse surrounding them all.

She had already shut her eyes and her lips were moving to whisper her Ober Beweisen Text.

Hazel repeated that Text to herself.

“I do not want to lose any of that.”

…''She’s motivated by the same thing we are.

“Hazel!” shouted Berger.

His sharp voice snapped her out of her revery and she saw a shape flying in from the right.

A black, blade-like ship was approaching from as high in the sky as the dome allowed.

That was Erlkönig. The black aerial warship had shaken free of the RB-21 attempting to pursue it.

It accelerated along an arc in the sky and turned its nose toward Hazel.

The two glowing swords emitted from its nose had already been swung forward. The sword tips sliced through the wind and left a trail of white cloud.

As soon as she noticed Erlkönig’s approach, Hazel felt an odd sensation in her right eye.

Her vision was acting up. The Messiah eye had already gone red and was rapidly heating up.

…''Eh?

She found her left and right eyes were seeing different things.

The right one only saw the color red.

She ignored the image coming from her left eye and poured all of her focus into the red light seen through her right eye.

She felt like she was stealing someone else’s vision and that sense was growing stronger.

Her left eye’s view was swallowed up and colored by the right eye’s red light.

She gasped and held her right hand in front of her right eye, but she couldn’t see the hand.

She saw a low-ceilinged room. The room had a circular floor and ceiling and it was lit by red lights.

Several black pipes ran along the floor before reaching her.

She could not see herself.

But she realized her expression made no sense.

Erlkönig was approaching fast and her eyebrows were crumbling in a way that suggested tears, but she had a smile on her lips. She heard Berger’s voice from beyond the red vision.

“Hazel, does that mean what I think it does?”

“Yes!”

Her body fully recalled this familiar sensation.

The resurrected memories spread from her right eye to the rest of her and she felt the wind on her skin.

She could tell what she sensed was underground. It was trapped, but it was waiting to move.

It was waiting for her.

…''And I’m waiting for you!

So she raised her voice.

“Can you hear me, Sylphide!?”

<The Messiah has not forgotten the wind.>