Evangelists of the Lower Districts - 5

‘It’s pouring like crazy.’

Geum Jonghwa watched the sky pour down rain as though pummeling the earth.

He disliked the combination of low-grade holographic advertisements and storm clouds, but looking down at the lower districts made him feel so stifled he could hardly bear it.

He planned to keep watching the sky and mulling over swordsmanship until the work was finished.

That resolve lasted only a moment before Geum Jonghwa’s head, which had been tilted upward, turned as though drawn by something.

“···.”

It wasn’t that he had heard a particular sound or smelled anything.

If asked what had made him look, he could not have given a definite answer.

Among the lower-district residents teeming like insects, a young man caught his eye.

A face he had never seen before. A man with whom he had no acquaintance...