The afternoon was nearly over, as if foretelling the tranquil evening draped in twilight and the boundless black Night Sky soon to arrive.
The clear azure sky had already turned into warm rosy clouds.
Calgary lay immersed in the sunset.
Inside the elegant vintage café, seated quietly by the window, Colossus was not surprised to hear the young man across from him ask that question.
Judging from his expression, it was neither an accusatory question tinged with disgust toward a traitor nor mere gossip-driven curiosity.
He was serious, calm, and solemn, as if he were not asking why he had betrayed them.
But rather asking—
What was your wish?
It was not because he was deeply calculating, nor because he was skilled at disguising himself. Beneath the power of an A-rank Upper Tier, the other party was, at heart, still a young man at this stage of life.
After realizing this, Colossus smiled.
Though he had already abandoned his identity as the Royal Court's leader, the change in his appearance had not changed the age of his heart. The mentality of an elder who had once watched generations of young people grow up still remained.
It made him feel that he ought to answer this question properly.
So, after thinking for a moment, Colossus looked out at Calgary beneath the sunset and smiled.
"What do you think of this city?"
Fang Ran paused at the familiar question, but unlike the last time he had heard it in Paris, he had only arrived here today.
He knew nothing about Calgary.
"This is a fine city."
The elder's experience easily saw through his ignorance. Colossus smiled gently and answered his own question.
"Alberta Province is Canada's wealthiest province, and Calgary is its most economically developed city."
An old gentleman who had attended