While fleeing through the woods, I successfully led the black armunale to a place in the valley. If you can, I'd like to keep pushing you into the valley, but looking at the opponent's maneuvering skills, it's unlikely that you can do that. After all, it would be a battle between the Almunales.
"Hey, when it's time to give up"
"Can you do something Ng? Why don't you just give up?"
I can't disobey the captain's orders.
"You're on that plane."
If you get on the Armunale and threaten, you'll be able to do it all to yourself, all of your men. As far as I'm concerned, it's more surprising that the captain isn't on the Armunale. Are you so trusted, or is the captain poorly piloted? Well, I'm pretty sure this guy's good.
"Supply and maintenance are left to my men. If you betray them, they'll hunt you down right away. But if you don't betray me, you're gonna make me have a good fight. You have no reason to betray me."
"There's a battle freak!
"That phrase sounds good. That's what I'm going to call you. It's Feltze, the battle madman. Say hello to him until he dies."
"I'm not introducing myself!
"I don't want it because I know. Mr. Eldo!"
Many ice spears float around the Armunale. One by one is a giant spear that seems to be five meters long. If such a thing is plundered, it becomes a meat mass in an instant.
Well, I guess it's natural because it's magic for vs. Armunale.
"Go!"
"Shit!
Zudonds, dongs, ice spears pour down into the woods, snapping mistletoes and giant trees like twigs. And then one tree fell down blocking the road right in front of me.
To flaunt it, jump up into the air.
"I can finally see it!
Almunale finds me and reaches out. We'll get caught like this, but we'll get caught that easily.
"Airblock, Quintible Setup. Start!"
It started at my feet and made some blocks appear in the air. Use that as a scaffold and I'll escape Armunale's hand with an Aerothruster.
From their point of view, it would also have looked as if they were running in the air.
The man named Feltze also raises his voice as surprised.
"Wow! That's really awesome! Start running away like this!
"I'm dying here! I'm not ready for this!
"Haha, then try harder and get away with it!
"Evil, no, that's it!
I finally got there.
I proclaim the black armunare as it falls from the air.
"This is the real fight from here!
"I see what that means..."
Feltze noticed something and stopped Armunale's leg.
I fall straight into the valley.
The active wing adjusts the direction of the fall, and the fuselage that finally got me up yesterday falls.
Along the way, the pinpoint cyclone was used to slow down the fall speed and jumped straight into the cockpit.
"Sorry for the sudden battle, but bear with me."
Close the cockpit hatch, open the fuel valve and press the start button.
There are no meter abnormalities of any kind, 10% fuel residue, the monitor is partially faulty, but due to the large number of corner areas such as the left shoulder and toe, it doesn't really affect the fight.
I just want to go with all the joints all-green in every part, but unfortunately all-yellow. The monitor's armunare is a bright yellow color of systemic stability - though!
"Armunale activated!
Step in the pedal, let the generator blow and press the start button in.
Everything in the Armunale woke up and gave in heavily as I clasped my legs as I steered.
"Let's go!
Cage your strength in your bent legs and jump up with all your might. It's just a jump. But if you're the height of the Armunale, this is all you can do to reach the abyss of the valley.
Grab the cliff with your right hand, hook your foot up and step in again.
He pushed my fuselage further up as the cliff collapsed.
What I saw was the sky. At both ends of the screen, the usual cliffs are not pictured.
If you lower your gaze, it's the vast forest that spreads there. And a black aluminale that sees this aircraft.
I let go of the kick as I fell for it.
The black guy flabbergasted it in the backstep.
"Finally I can fight too!
"That's your fuselage! You really had what the captain was looking for!
"It's the fuselage I fixed from scratch! I can't believe you gave it to them!
"Then kill me, but I'll take it away!
Black pokes his sword out. Aim for the right cockpit. Oh, my God.
"You're not going to let him live and capture you!
"If we can secure the fuselage, the captain will take a big look."
I step into my nostrils as I cast out my sword.
There are no weapons in this aircraft. If not, you can take it.
Reach for the spare sword provided on the opponent's hips. The hand cut off the sky.
"Oops, it's dangerous. I won't let you take it."
"Hey, did you notice that?"
"The magic of the fuselage doesn't seem that familiar, and I'll just make up my mind."
"Let me."
The opponent has a sword in both hands. This one, by contrast, is a one-handed bare hand. If it was a game, I'd throw it mullified, but unfortunately this is reality. So if we don't find a way to break through somehow, it's going to be a game over in life?
Though I guess it's too thrilling!
I'll figure out a way to break through, with a sword that's definitely swinging at the cockpit.
In the meantime, what you have to do is seal your opponent's sword and do less damage to the fuselage to force them into retreat. We have fought so flashly. This battle should be visible even from the village below. I mean, once we can get him to retreat, there won't be a second.
If there is a second time, it will be an all-out war between the national army and the black people. Exactly. They wouldn't do such reckless things either.
"Knock..."
The sword sweeps on his right arm and his armor peels off. The fuselage doesn't work the way I thought. There is also a reason for the first maneuver, but there is also a lot of gutter in the joints.
Little by little, but there is a lug in the operation.
"That's just a bad move."
First aid repair.
"Just give up."
I don't like it.
"It's strong. I just want this boring battle to be over!
With a stabbed sword, another sword looms.
We can't dodge it in time.
I give up completely and avoid fatalities by crouching. The head was blown off and the top and movable monitors went down all at once.
"I don't know what it is!
Thanks to the village chief's history around the village, we know that this aircraft belongs to the time of civil strife. If you were trying to fight a war, one or two of the attack magic would have been written down!
"If you don't want to sleep again, show your guts!
Shoulder tackles toward the black guy as he sets up the fuselage.
You can't just wave your hands at close range.
With the impact, two Armunales fell into the woods as they knocked down the trees.
"That hurts!
"That's our line!
Because my seat belt skin is rotten and unusable, I have nothing to restrain my body from! I hit the monitor in the face as much as I could because I fell in that condition. Probably nosebleeds, but not if you care about that.
The death tackle got me a mount position. There is no way to miss this place.
Reach out your right hand, grab your opponent's head, and pull as much as you want.
Together with the sound of giggles, a tube connected from the head is exposed, pulling a thousand pieces beyond the limits of endurance.
Now the camera is your son.
That's what I thought. Arrow tip, impact from the left, my fuselage fell.
"Oh, my God, the captain's going to piss me off."
The shock was the punch of a black guy who threw away his sword.
I can't even keep my guard busy because I don't have my left arm. But I can't leave you alone. If not, we have to fight the way we cover it.
To the black guy who comes up and tries to wave his left hand sword down, I hook my legs and break the balance.
My posture has been rebuilt, but in the meantime I was able to get this one up.
If the black guy finds out where the sword was in his right hand, he's falling where I tackled him. I guess I took it off with a shock. Then I don't have to worry about being used all of a sudden.
"Is it time to go for real? If I survive, I'll give you a compliment."
"What?"
I wonder if the black guy has put up a sword, and the flame dwells on that sword. In addition, an earlier ice spear appeared around the fuselage.
Is that what you're serious about!
I pack my distance with them. That ice spear you just saw is a straight forward system with no lock-on, so if you keep a close eye on the tip, you can attack. After that, you can suppress that sword.
The ice spears released will pass right next to the fuselage and pierce the rear ground.
I stare at the sword that can be swung up, firmly identify its orbit, and put out my arms.
The arm of the fuselage grabbed and suppressed the other's arm like a stick. But this can't be all. The opponent is still free with his right hand.
As expected, your right hand rolls out a punch for the moving cockpit. I play it with a kick in the knee.
My fuselage leans out of balance, but I manage to support the weight with the left arm of my gutted and grabbed opponent. The opponent has a loose pursuit thanks to being caught up and stomped down.
An arm played with a kick in the knee is swung down, but in that attack without momentum, the armor does not fall out.
Gas and shock are coming through, but that's all.
"That's funny how you fight! They're so different from the people who are shooting magic around here!
"Thank you! We can't use magic here!
There are things that the magic of Armunale activates if you just press a button, and things that do not activate if you do not go through the proper process.
Things like sound collections and microphones that do not adversely affect the fuselage under any conditions are fine with one button, but as earlier, magic that wraps a flame around a sword or creates an ice spear around the fuselage can even damage your fuselage in some cases.
So there is a limit placed on activation so as to keep it safe.
Like now, in super close proximity, you can't use ice spears. The opponent has no choice but to do something with his physical moves than to keep his arms under control as well.
Interpersonal magic won't be powerful enough.
I escape the opponent's swinging trajectory by fixing the fuselage posture, shifting my right hand outward and releasing my hand. At the same time, he stuck his empty right hand into the gap in his opponent's chest armor.
"What!?
"If you strip this place, you're a bummer!
"I won't let you!
My opponent releases his sword and restrains my fuselage shoulder with both hands.
In this state, it's just a power battle, but this one without one arm is overwhelmingly disadvantaged. I know that.
But if you use it.
Black pulls my fuselage off forcefully. I used that power to take down the fuselage as far back as I could.
Posture control has nothing to do with it. Just a fall off my back. But that's why it's most powerful. It takes all the weight on the hand that goes into the armor gap.
The phenomenon caused by it is.
"Become!?
Operation Success.
The armor is resistant to outward to inward impact. This is because it is attached and secured from the outside. But on the contrary, it is weak from the inside. This is the same with my airframe. From the fact that the foundation blueprint for the Armunale, which was written in the basic overview, was almost no different from my fuselage, I knew that the fuselage nowadays was not so different in how to wear armor.
The armor of the black guy with his finger hooked was unbearably pulled off the weight of one Armunale aircraft. The impact has also damaged about three fingers on my fuselage, but I can't help it.
The bulging interior frame is a spherical cockpit and generator.
"This is normal magic."
Armunale plays magic with its armor. But under one piece of that armor, it's precisely a centimeter iron plate. And beyond that, there's a line of monitors.
There are no weapons in my fuselage. Then all you have to do is pull off the opponent's armor so that my own attack passes.
"Both the cockpit and the generator swoop out. Do you want to fight like this?
"Oh, already. Don't let the captain piss you off..."
"If that's all you need."
"Well yes. In the meantime, I'll have my armor back. Without it, the deficit is going to be a big deal."
Black is further distanced by releasing the ice spear, just as the distance of the fuselage is good.
You can say this one can barely fight as an Armunale. But if I do a blow to the generator, the opponent's fuselage will be completely damaged. Exactly seems to avoid that risk.
When you make sure I got the distance, you move to where the armor is falling off, and you pick it up. Other swords and broken heads were picked up one after the other.
"Well, I wish I had something like this."
"Then just go home."
"Ha, I will"
Slowly retreating and approaching the village. But never take your eyes off the other's fuselage.
The village is approaching, so use this monitor to zoom in and observe what's going on inside the village. There, Angus was dealing with the captain and a few others.
"Angus, what are you doing!?
"Eldo, are you done already!?
"Feltze, what is that fuselage? And your situation."
"Excuse me, Captain. I've been hit. It doesn't taste good to keep fighting."
That said, Feltze cleverly fingers the abdomen of his fuselage with the hand of his fuselage.
Seeing the generator exposed from inside the stripped armor, the captain was stunned enough to tell even over the monitor.
Captain, we're going to proceed with the retreat.
"I don't have a choice. Whoever's awake, retreat. Sleeping guys can pick them up. Pick them up! They're not coming after us anyway!
In line with the captain's orders, the armored men begin to withdraw. He's just a trained bandit, and he's a beautiful lure.
I don't leave anything to be my own money. If my people can't seem to do it either, I just retrieved my sword and helmet and left.
"Don't go after Angus."
"I know. Eldo, you're in worse shape than that! He's got a nosebleed!
Watch Angus climb up to the cockpit in a flare booster and open the hatch. Angus, who came inside, shouted surprised to see me.
Well, he was running through the woods at full speed, and he rolled over the ground.
My clothes are worn out, and they're pretty scratchy.
Ha ha, exhale loudly, and hang on to the seat. I'm pretty nervous, to be honest, and I'm tired. I want to go home and sleep now.
"Well, it's a scratch, and it'll heal soon."
"I know, but... don't worry about it anymore"
"I'm sorry. If that's what you mean, why is Angus in such a relationship? I told you to go to the mayor's house.
"Because..."
Angus turns that way with his cheeks swollen.
I followed that cheek for now and let the air out.
"I'm not mean anymore..."
"Hmm? What's up?
Look at me, twisting my neck at Angus, who stopped moving.
Mr. Eldo, your eyes are open.
"No, if you're awake, you're usually open."
"I'm not, and my eyes are firmly open!
"Oh, seriously?
If you put your hands on your own face, your eyelids are certainly firmly open.
This is...
"Maybe it's because I'm excited about the Almunale maneuver."
Anyway, in addition to the first full launch, it's a bee fight. Now that I think about it, there's a little bit of fear in it, but at that time I was totally high tension and fighting. I may not be able to mention the outgoing Feltze.
"Well, you'll be back in a day."
"You better not go back! He said it would definitely be cooler that way!
"Really? It's my father's eyes, isn't it?
"That's not true, Eldo. I feel so sweet in your eyes."
"I don't care what you say."
I feel like I'm going back if I go to bed, and you can't handle yourself.
"Eldo! Angus!"
"Eldo, Angus!
"Both of you!
When Angus and I were talking about how our eyelids were, they heard us calling from afar.
If you look, my dads are running over here. Apparently, he was watching those guys pull out of the house.
And what to say...
"Eldo, come down and sit there!
"Angus is also in the right seat!
"I'm glad you're both safe."
My father demanding a front seat from me with a sword screen that seemed to kill people, and Angus's mother, who sits Angus in a haunted shape. And the mayor of the village and his mother and many others who are crying out in emotion.
I just want to go home and sleep because I'm just tired... no, I'm going to be ahead for the time being when I can take a break.
Broken Armunale and a bunch going through the woods.
Their footsteps are heavy and the atmosphere is dark. Only one Feltze among them had a grin with Nico in the cockpit.
The captain who came to hear the upside of the matter sees it and distorts his face.
"You failed, but you look like a lot of fun."
This operation, the reward is this damage to the Armunale on top of zero. Even concentrated magic fluids (hi-maggia liquids) are very expensive and can cost enormously just to operate a single aircraft. If you try to fill up the fuel tank, that's what Eldo's village would cost enough to secure enough food for all the villagers to eat for a year.
This operation is in complete deficit. It is also a level that can't be helped a bit or softly.
In response to the captain's staring gaze, Feltze replied with a grin.
"Yeah, I honestly didn't think I'd enjoy it this far"
"I didn't think you'd make it this far. Was the other guy such a great airframe?
I gave Feltze the airframe because he was a good pilot among the crew. That is also a firm confirmation in the Armunale battles we have fought so far. I couldn't believe that Feltze could do it.
"As for the fuselage, it must be down there."
On the left arm that's gone from the shoulder, magic that can't be activated. The joints in each part were worn out, and it also looked like there was a rug in the maneuver for poor transmission of information.
If they were pilots who had normally studied Armunale maneuvering skills in the country, they would have been able to take that fuselage without a scratch.
But what refused was Erdo's manoeuvring skills.
"Eldo, did I say you? He knew how to fight the Armunale. It's a way of fighting the Armunale in full, like a warring knight who can finally reach it by diving through the field again and again."
"You think I got hit by that?
"I didn't mean to lose. If I did it like that, I could probably win. Well, I think the generator scratched us."
"That's not to say I won"
"From me, if you fight and survive, you win. That way we can fight again."
Feltze's grin recalls an earlier battle and gradually turns into a trance object.
"Armunale is a machine. So don't think like people do. I can fight if my arms are slashed, and I'm flat if my fingers are broken"
Erdo immediately sacrificed his head to avoid the worst in response to an attack he realized was inevitable.
This is not a big deal.
"Where to sacrifice and minimize the damage. How much damage can you keep fighting? You can fight with that in mind, and for the first time Armunale will use its original power"
"You think that kid could have done that?
"It's not what you're made of."
Though over the monitor, I can't normally be insane about getting a sword in my face. Feltze didn't know if she could decide for herself. For that moment alone, I thought I was definitely below Eldo.
That's why I can't stop laughing.
"He's going to be a knight."
Knight, that's a special name that can only be given to Armunale riders and their troops.
"Captain"
"What?"
"Leaving Faithal, let's go to the Obard Empire. This time the debt is a little too big, and let's be the direct mercenary of the country and float about the cost of repairs."
"Hmm..."
That's what the captain was thinking, too. This country, the Overd Empire next to the Kingdom of Faithful. This country is constantly looking for Faetal land and continues to skirmish over and over again. And he had a special system of accepting mercenaries into the forces of the country while remaining mercenaries in order to secure their power of war.
If you take the Almunale to Obard, you will undoubtedly be welcomed with special treatment. They will also do repairs and fuel replenishments.
Nor does this conflict with the Du Reveple code.
But it also means that we have to fight for our country.
After showing a slightly lost bare gesture, the captain decided
"All right, let's accept Feltze's suggestion"
"I did it."
"But next time, win. If we lose, we'll get you off the fuselage."
"I'll take care of it. Oh, you're looking forward to it. I'll kill you, Eldo!
Seeing Feltze with a full grin, the captain sighed and went down the Armunale.