Editing City Series:Volume6e Chapter1 (section)

===Part 2===

Hazel saw 12 black disks contained in paper cases in the bottom part of the side table.

She gulped and silently looked up.

She saw Eryngium staring at the 11 disks without smiling.

“Those were the only things I had with me when I arrived in this village. Unfortunately, the village doesn’t have a player, so I can’t play them. You can have them if you are interested.”

“No, I couldn’t possibly take them from you.”

“But they would be better off with someone who can play them.” Eryngium suddenly bent her eyes and eyebrows into a smile and nodded. “The mayor said you are Stimmer. I suppose you wouldn’t need music from a disk if you can access the Texts of reality at any time.”

“N-no, it isn’t about that.”

…''Besides, I still don’t have an Ober Beweisen Text.

The Messiah’s Ober Beweisen could read any and all Lives, but that wasn’t necessary yet.

…''It’s needed only if we can’t stop Neue Erde’s Spacetime Lives extraction and the world must go through another loop.

She didn’t see herself ever using her Ober Beweisen, so she changed the subject. She checked the titles written on the thin shoulder of the black disks.

“You even have Handel’s oratorios. Which include his Messiah.”

The title most closely related to her was the 8th from the left. That made it 4th from last.

Eryngium looked to the same thing.

“Who knows what would happen if you sang that one in Germany right now.”

She smiled bitterly and Hazel smiled bitterly back. Then Hazel noticed the title to Messiah’s right.

“Destiny.”

“Sometimes I feel like these 11 disks were important to me in some way. You see, I lost all my memories before I arrived in this village. All I have from my life before that are these disks.”

She held the baby in just her left arm and used her left hand to open the glass door on the side table.

She shifted the disk cases one by one from left to right and she sang along to the rhythm of her nails on the paper cases.

:Below the wind blowing through our fatherland, the freeshooter feels a tailwind on his back

:Below the tragedy, the emperor sings a requiem

:Below the moonlit night, the messiah captures destiny

:A lone hero marches into a new world

Hazel tilted her head at Eryngium’s lyrics.

“Do you think it is the hero who will arrive in a new world, not the Messiah?”

“The Messiah saves the current world. The new world is the world beyond that. The Messiah can guide us there, but I feel like the first person who sets foot in that new world will be known as a hero.”

Then she shut the side table’s glass door, stuck her right hand in her pocket, and pulled out something small and red.

She held it out for Hazel to see.

“A red gem!?”

Hazel’s right hand reflexively reached toward the side table for the pendant with the broken red gem.

“Why do you have a gem just like the one that was in this pendant?”

“I don’t know. But you were shot because you stopped to protect a pair of children, right? Last year, when a giant aerial warship crashed about 50m east of Borderson, those children said they wanted to go check out the crash site. The adults were against it, of course.”

“And they found that there?”

“I never saw the wreckage because there were too many soldiers around, but Lehrer accompanied the children and she said the pieces were scattered across a radius of about 10 miles. She said they found this in the valley east of Borderson.”

Eryngium stopped there and tilted her hand. The gem slid from her palm.

Hazel quickly reached out and caught it.

She held it between her fingers and let the sun shine through it, but she still couldn’t see completely through it. It had some highly dense material in it.

…''It really is the same as the one in the pendant.

“Please take that. The children wanted you to have it as thanks for saving them and to make up for the broken pendant…and because they wanted to give a present to someone who reminds them so much of Lehrer.”

Hazel kept her eyes on the gem.

The presence seated next to her stood up with a sigh of relief. She heard one and then another step on the wooden floor before another question.

“That pendant was important, wasn’t it?”

“Yes.” Hazel nodded a very deep nod. “Someone very important left it in my care.”