"Thank you for waiting"
"That was a lot of good vibe."
"Well, that's right. I'm glad you're in love."
You're not cute.
With that said, Mr. Ritz strokes my head with gasp. As a knight, I guess Mr. Ritz still has something to think about women.
"So, where do I go?
"Oh, that's it. Eldo asked me to pilot that fuselage."
At the end of the line of sight is an armunale without one arm. I finished the first aid. It's my fuselage. No, isn't that my fuselage anymore? A little bit.
But why would I take that fuselage?
"Can I move it myself?
I'm not a regular pilot, not to mention a member of the Armunale team, and I have a problem moving the Armunale to take it.
Exactly, it wouldn't translate to moving it on its own in the countryside of the border.
"Well, it is supposed to be. But the captain is the only one who can safely fly the Armunale right now."
"Well, you've all learned the whole thing."
At the training school (academy), the basic manoeuvring skills of Armunale should be studied in any discipline. That's what the textbook said.
"Well it is. But we can't maneuver. I couldn't move properly, so we all studied being mechanics and scouts, not pilots. So we can't even make him walk."
"Ha, really?"
"So you ride. The captain ordered it."
"Got it. If I can get on the Armunale myself, I'm not complaining."
I didn't think I could ride for a while longer. Let's entertain our last maneuver.
I jump up to the cockpit with the Aerothruster and finish the boarding and activation process quickly.
Yeah, I knew a specialist mechanic had a different airframe. Just activate it and it feels completely different.
There is no problem at all with rough manipulation.
"Starts"
Calling attention to the Ritz, who were nearby, to activate the Armunale.
The captain who confirmed it, he spoke to me.
"Eldo, you follow me."
"Okay."
The captain leads the way, and I follow him and walk away. The carriage continues behind me, and your man is Mr. Ritz. In the carriage are the bandits caught, the deputy director and Karine.
Bunois, a scout, marched one foot ahead and checked his surroundings. The movement of the Almunale is more or less this is the basic system.
If you're going to proceed with the Almunale alone, it won't take you a day to get to the nearest town. However, when the carriage is with you, it takes about three days because you have to speed it up there.
In the meantime, me and the captain stay on the Armunale. This is what surprisingly uses health.
This fuselage, unfortunately, doesn't come with anything convenient to autopilot. Piloting is the only way to simplify it somewhat and to move with one button, one slot, etc., but you have to keep pedaling.
It's also dangerous if you don't go at a certain speed, so your legs stay nervous.
But I haven't run around the woods since I was eight years old to Dada either. I'm not working out sooner.
The third night. I was slightly surprised when I handed the bandit over to the town guard and was complimented on the matter when I took a ho breath in the lodging.
"Is that so amazing?
"In a newbie, I don't have much to have for three days. Though I'm building a foundation, it's different from the muscles I've built up over the years. And a lot of people go to waste because of nervousness."
"The muscle aches associated with the march are like a ritual of passage for newcomers."
"So we can safely recommend you."
"I mean, you put me on the Armunale to make sure? But that fuselage, it's a lot easier to move than when I was using it, isn't it?
Unlike when I was using joint rattles, nerve wrecks, and no matter when it broke, the pedal moves smoothly and the way it balances is exquisite. It moves so smoothly that it doesn't make you feel like you don't have one arm.
If you point that out, Mr. Carine snorted with hun.
"Naturally, I rewrote the manoeuvre operator (sense board) to the latest information. It's not exactly what it was decades ago."
"I see, there's also the influence of manoeuvre operators (sense boards)."
You mean in a few decades, the machine's program will also be simplified to make it easier to steer? Even so, I didn't expect the OS alone to change the movement so far.
"Still, enough of what you're doing, Eldo, is amazing. You should be proud of yourself."
"Thank you"
"Well, we're moving tomorrow morning, everyone rest tight and get ready for tomorrow. Above, dissolution."
With the captain's orders, we went back to the room we were given to each of us.
Moving back to the next morning, another five days. Through a number of villages and towns, we finally arrived in Fortran, our destination.
It is a fortified city, surrounded by huge walls that are likely to be twice as tall as Armunale's.
That would be natural, too. Here the main hubs of the Kingdom of Faithal on Almunale are gathered.
Including the Armunale maintenance plant, the production plant for concentrated magic fluid (Hymaggia liquid), the mill for various parts, and the training school for knights (Academy) are all so important that if the town is dropped, the Faetal Kingdom itself could be in danger of collapse. In a way, it could be called the Second King's Capital.
As the town approaches, the captain gives instructions to Mr. Bunois, who was finishing his scouting duties and proceeding at the same speed as the carriage.
"Bunois"
"Yes, what is it?
"Go one foot ahead and ask the maintenance team to get ready to accept the Almunale. I've got more aircraft than I planned. All of a sudden, you'll be in trouble."
"Okay."
Mr. Bunois kicks his horse and makes him run. Soon, it was about the size of a rice grain and went inside the town.
"Can I steer myself in like this too? I'm an outsider for once."
When entering town, there is a simple examination. When I say inspection, I just look at my face to see if I'm not a nominee, and then I just gently check the contents of my baggage.
Since military personnel and merchants issue bills in advance that guarantee their identity, such inspections are not necessary, but for once I am still a civilian. It is a position that must be inspected if it is to enter the town.
"I'm fine. Bunois will tell you, and we will be the guarantors of our identity."
"Okay."
As the town draws closer and closer, the size of its outer walls seems remarkable.
Anyway, three times as good as the Almunale, that is, more than twenty-five meters of walls are turning it down. Its power is tremendous. How dare you impress me that this is all I've created.
The captain shut down the fuselage in front of the gate, so I'll stop, too. Then people rushed over at the foot of the captain's plane
"Good luck. I am listening to the circumstances from Mr Bunois. In the third hangar, there are two vacancies, so the fuselage should be there."
Copy that.
"Almunale, we're going in! Attention, make it sound!
A soldier at his feet yells like that as he returns to the gate. Then, from all over the city, I could hear the ringing of ringtones, ringtones and bells.
"What's this sound?
"When Armunale travels around the city, make this noise. That has become a reminder to the inhabitants. These guys are huge. They're not normally in there. They can crush people."
"I see."
In previous life and cartoons, hangers for these aircraft are made elsewhere than in town. But I guess this town could not be divided because one town is operating as a large base.
"Be careful when you get into town. People will be avoiding it, but it's not like there's a zero chance that kids will pop up."
"Okay."
Wipe the sweat that was twitching in your hands with your clothes and grip the lever again.
And we slowly walked into town.
"Ooh!
Crossing the gate, looking at the town landscape, I accidentally leaked an exclamation.
The town, which was invisible surrounded by external walls, has developed a lot. Even so, it's not like it was in a previous life, it's a stylish city lined with stone buildings.
Four-story five-story buildings are not as rare as they are, and they are completely buried at the height of the Almunale.
"What do you say, you're awesome. It's the king's capital or this town that's developed so far in the country."
"Why are you so proud?"
"I'm from this town. I know a lot of good stores."
What the hell is a good store for...
"Ha, what kind of store?"
Mr. Karine seemed to share my opinion, staring at Mr. Ritz as he dyed his cheeks red. Seems surprisingly beginner.
"I'll talk about it again."
Appropriately clouding the tea while continuing with the captain.
Going a little further and turning down the road, I went out onto the big street. Looks like the main road that connects the town to the north and south. The gates are divided between East and West, and your paths are wide enough for Armunale to line up, but this one is likely to line up more than double.
And on both sides of that road, stalls and the like seem to gather cramped. And from that shadow the children were looking at the Almunale with their eyes shining.
"This road is usually an outdoor street. There are also places where food stores gather and become stall squares at night. If you're worried about what to eat, it feels like you should come here for now."
"I see."
I don't think we're going to use this wide road just as a path. Apparently, the dewstores that we're packing at the end of the day are supposed to line up in the middle of the road all the way, forming a massive dewstorefront.
And you mean to move to the edge and wait for it to pass only when the attentional sound of the Armunale coming?
"I'm sure I'll see the school you're attending soon."
"Where is it?
"On the left. If you cross the next corridor, you'll see."
Proceed with the fuselage and look carefully to the left, thrilled. And a huge building jumped into my eyes just over the aisle.
There seems to be a little distance from here, but still a huge dome roof that you can clearly see.
The building, supposedly a school building, is connected to the outer wall while slowly arcing.
"That's the National Fortran Training School (Academy). There's a ground between the school building and the outer wall."
You mean it's the giant domed roof that covers that ground?
"It's all-weather, right?"
"Oh, soldier is so basic in body building. We'll rest in the rain. I can't allow a sweet thought. Sometimes I train outside for rain."
"Before that, if it's such a sweet idea, they're going to play it in the selection,"
"Must be."
"Keep your guide to town there. It's time for the third hangar."
"Excuse me."
Copy that.
Focus on maneuvering again with the captain's attention.
Approaching the southern part of the town, the landscape changed somehow.
Until now, it was a town inhabited by people, but this neighborhood looks like an industrial zone. The buildings are similarly three, four, and five stories, but some buildings have few windows or all the ground floor parts are doors.
A little further, there was a soldier waving his flag in the middle of the road. Next to it was a huge warehouse-like building that blew everything up to the fifth floor.
"I've been waiting for you. guide, so follow the instructions."
"Please."
"Please"
As the flag leads us into the warehouse.
It looks like a maintenance plant dedicated to the Almunale. A passage is set up along the inner wall, where people are running around.
The outer walls are like stone, but they are firmly reinforced with iron inside. The corridors are all made of iron. Somehow, but I feel like this is the only place I've been back in my previous life. It's like an airplane garage.
"Captain Bodwan to the No. 2 hanger. If you have one arm, please ask the third hanger."
"Eldo, do you know where it is? Just take your time. If you have difficulty changing your orientation within the hanger, you can ask them to come in with a retreat"
With that said, the captain enters a hanger with a familiar hand that says two and turns around on the spot. Then the passage, which had stretched from the wall side and was like a jumping platform, quickly turned into a dedicated scaffold that stretched into the cockpit entrance.
I see. Is that why you usually get on and off? It helps not to have to magically run up the fuselage every time.
"It's okay."
I'm going to the third hanger the same way, and I'm going to turn around inside. Since it slipped slightly off the scaffold, the generator was dropped according to the procedure by adjusting its position like a footstep on the spot.
"Phew."
It still seems that any operation will not change the difficulty of getting into the garage. Sigh small, distract.
I opened the hatch and when I went outside, the captain was already waiting.
"You're good. The first guy usually hits or rubs somewhere."
"Then don't make me do it. Mechanics, you were absolutely harrassed."
"Isn't that funny? This way. Follow me."
Laughing cuckoo, the captain goes down the aisle. As I went along with it, the mechanics immediately began to look into our fuselage.
Well, it's an old fuselage, so I guess I do a lot of research. It may also be of historical value.
"Uh, where are we going now?
"For now, I have to explain a lot of things, including you, to the people up there. I'm going under the Armunale commander-in-chief."
Is that true? When I got the enemy Armunale discovery report and set out, I was supposed to pick up an unknown Armunale and one of the boys and come back.
When I left the hanger with the captain, Mr. Bunois was waiting for me in the front. Get in the jeep.
"Automotive?"
"It's a shame, it's a magic car. Eldo, you need to get in the back."
Open the passenger seat door, as you are accustomed to, and the captain will ride.
It's a magic car. Does that mean it works with concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid)? If so, it's going to be a great luxury product.
"Perhaps the worry you're thinking about right now, Erdo, is worrying. I'll explain it on the move, so get on it first."
"Oh, yes."
I sit in the back seat as Mr. Bunois tells me. The three-seater back seat is quite relaxed when you're alone.
Incidentally, the lieutenants and Ritz and Karine, who are not on board right now, are inspecting the captain's armunale with the mechanics. I was originally a mechanic, so naturally.
"Bunois, let me out.
"Command is fine, right?
"Oh."
Driving by Mr. Bunois, the magic guide car moved out smoothly.