Editing City Series:Volume6e Chapter8 (section)

===Part 7===

Hazel saw the black dragon in the distance.

There was no village, forest, river, or even mountain or valley below Sylphide now.

Only a flat land that resembled a glass flower garden.

But Sylphide shattered the flowers below with the shockwave of its flight.

The wind dragon had already grown more than 10 miles long.

The dragon could no longer even see as Hazel spread her hands and sang her will atop it.

<The party begins and the village dances / the dragon roars and the knights gather>

“Hey, Berger?”

“Hm? What is it?”

<The bride weeps uncrowned / her words go unsaid and he never arrives>

“I think this country will be split by a wall of sorrow and anger once the war ends.” She shook her head. “But do you think that wall will one day go away?”

“No, I doubt it. I mean…are you going to wait for that wall to go away?”

<Thus she is alone / she weeps and sleeps in this land>

“No, I won’t. I couldn’t wait.”

“That’s what I mean. Walls don’t just go away. Not for people like you anyway.” He smiled. “But I’m sure that fight is a job for the people a few generations after ours.”

“Eh? Um, a few generations after ours? You mean, um?”

Hazel brought a hand to her cheek and felt it was warm.

Noting that heat, she gave a firm nod, and faced forward again.

“When we see each other again, I want to live an indulgent life. After the war, I think I’ll continue doing work for the AIF while working as a teacher in Borderson or somewhere. So…so, um, I should make enough to support someone else too.”

“Then go find someone. I mean, what would your dad say? We’re 8 years apart.”

“Don’t worry. When I return from the past, we will only be 3 years apart. And just so you know, my parents are 12 years apart. You didn’t check that when looking up my information?”

“What the hell!? That’s way more messed up!”

Hazel did not turn back toward his laughter. She only narrowed her eyes and let her shoulders shake in laughter of her own.

“But, Hazel. If you travel to the past, fix the world’s inconsistencies, and leave a riddle for the future you, will the future of this world – and our futures too – be in your hands as you travel to the past, return, and let the loop play out?”

She did turn back this time and saw him hanging his head a little.

“Your role as history’s manager will end on August 24 at 4:42 AM when the next you takes over and the world changes a little more. Actually, I guess the world is always changing.”

“I suppose so. But don’t worry. I’m sure the next me will make a choice much like my own. She will take your hand, call your name, travel to the past as always, be dug up in Sylphide in ’39, and become Lehrer. And if that process repeats itself enough times, surely one of them will find the correct answer. An unstable but unbreakable answer.”

“Sounds pretty idealistic to me.”

“It is, but nothing will ever get better without some idealism.”

She was confident about that, so she faced forward again to find the black dragon was much closer now.

Neue Silber and the white-winged Weiss Kaiser waited in the sky in front of the black dragon.

Weiss Kaiser emitted Lives that Hazel recognized. They had the white tone color of a controlled gale.

“Weiss Kaiser is here too!”

The wind dragon arrived alongside accelerating Neue Silber and Weiss Kaiser.

Weiss Kaiser was on the right.

The wind dragon, Hazel, and Berger with Gelegenheit were in the center.

Neue Silber, Schweitzer, Lowenzahn, and Bermark were on the left.

“We and Kaiser will draw the dragon toward Germania!” shouted Schweitzer.

“Good luck!” shouted back Hazel.

A look of surprise appeared on Schweitzer’s face, but it was soon replaced by a slight smile.

Hazel responded by singing while looking down on the flower garden sky created by the spatial destruction.

''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

Pushed on by her song, they all readied their weapons and raced forward. The various aircrafts passed through the gap in the split space head.

The black dragon was there. It shot toward them.

It pushed on the air and left countless contrails in its wake.

Hazel checked her watch in front of the dragon.

It was 4:40 AM. Only two minutes until the world changed.

But she remained calm.

She shut her eyes, took a breath, and kept her smile as she spread her hand in the air and sang.

<Urge him on and wait / if you wish for something new>

Weiss Kaiser flew out in front.

Its white wings left behind constant explosions of air as it accelerated.

It held a large white sword in both hands. Light wrapped around the giant Device.

<All hesitation will come to an end up ahead>

The Grösse Panzer gave a shout and a white attack shot out.

The glowing attack was more than 500 yards along, but it was canceled out by the dragon’s dragon breath.

The dragon’s triumphant roar thundered out.

The Grösse Panzer’s entire body was shattered by the shockwave released by the dragon’s body.

Weiss Panzer kept moving even as it came to pieces.

<The Emperor paves the way to a new world!>

Its Device sword flew.

The light-wrapped sword stabbed into the dragon’s jaw, shaking the dragon just a bit.

But that was all.

The Grösse Panzer broke apart in midair and the black dragon smashed it to pieces as it flew toward the others.

<Complete the circle or break it / if you desire something new>

The excited dragon was met by Neue Silber.

Atop the ship, Lowenzahn held the left side of her chest.

<The New World looks tragedy in the eye without fear.>

Her Aerial Words sent several beams of light into the black dragon.

Its forward momentum was slightly slowed and then Schweitzer sent in one of his special destruction barrier cubes.

<Throw out all hesitation and look back>

Bermark spoke his Text and emptied Freischütz’s magazine.

The shots hit, causing the dragon to open its mouth and roar. It was a bestial roar of rage against this resistance.

Even as it roared, all of its injuries were rapidly healed.

Schweitzer noticed the regeneration while Neue Silber was blasted away by the wind.

“So we need a more powerful attack!”

The dragon answered his shout with an even greater roar that seemed to be declaring victory.

But just as that hostile dragon roar rumbled through the air, a small light pierced the dragon’s throat from front to back.

Still singing on the Wind Dragon’s back, Hazel instantly identified what had produced the light stretching up from the ground below.

…''A Word Rifle.

Hazel looked to the ground to see a man standing on the moonlit ground of shattered glass.