Editing City Series:Volume6e Chapter8 (section)

===Part 9===

The air rumbled from the Word Rifle blast and the black dragon bent backwards.

Its entire body shook and its tail fell into the Germania’s great pit.

Meanwhile, the wind dragon accelerated and Hazel sang on its back.

<The wind is with you, he is with you>

The dragon pulled its head back down in front of them. It had a large hole in the bottom of its jaw and the sky was visible through it.

But it forcibly opened its mouth, causing its muscle fibers to scream in protest.

Sound gathered deep in its mouth. The loud sound converged and changed to light in the blink of an eye.

That was a Babel Gun.

The wind dragon fought back. It opened its jaws, stretched itself forward, and bristled its scales.

<Seek out something new>

A loud sound other than a roar escaped the from deep within the wind dragon’s throat. The sound grew narrower, louder, and sharper before becoming light.

The beam of light that surged from its throat was the Requiem’s Babel Cannon.

The two beams collided and the attack carrying the wind won out.

The black dragon’s light shattered and the bluish-white Babel Cannon attack pierced through its jaw and out the back of its head.

The wind dragon accelerated toward the stopped black dragon.

Hazel looked back from the blue dragon’s back.

She saw a black-clad man standing there.

Berger shoved a Size C Phlogiston Tank into Gelegenheit and looked her in the eye.

“Hazel.”

She didn’t know what he had said at first. It took her a moment to realize he had called her name. By then, he was already saying more.

“Can you hear me, Hazel Mirildorf?”

“Y-yes! I can!”

“You can? Then listen carefully. Once this war is over…I swear I will take your hand and call your name, Hazel Mirildorf.”

“…!?”

She responded in surprise and then he kissed her just once.

“I won’t say it again, so don’t forget it.”

With that, he smiled and walked past her.

She turned around in a hurry to find him facing the colossal black dragon and throwing his 100-yard black blade.

He aimed for the Device that Weiss Kaiser had stabbed into the center of its forehead.

The black blade sliced through the wind, stabbed into the white blade’s hilt, and drove itself halfway through it.

Then the black-clad man jumped down from the wind dragon.

He activated a windshield charm and didn’t even look back while Hazel watched him go.

“Thank you,” she said before facing forward with newfound strength in her gaze.

She took a breath.

And she viewed the black dragon approaching her.