Mr. Bunois explained to me about the Magic Conductor as I headed to Command.
If you go easy, it's a spec-down version of the Armunale.
In the first place, Armunale is purposefully moving with a special generator using concentrated magic fluid (Magyariquid) to compensate for the enormous amount of energy it has to move its enormous fuselage. For this reason, if the size of the Magic Conductor, it can be moved sufficiently even if it is just a magic liquid (Magia Liquid) prior to concentration.
Because the enrichment process is not necessary, it can be moved at a much cheaper price than in Almunale.
Even so, magic guided cars are still luxury goods, and it is advanced nobility, luxury merchants and so on that can use this from day to day. They still use carriages more often because of maintenance costs, maintenance costs and the impact of infrastructure development.
Moreover, there are only four towns in the Faithful Kingdom that can be produced with just magic liquid (Magea Liquid), so if you run out of gas along the way, you shouldn't laugh.
Those who own Magic Guided Vehicles personally also say that driving with hobbies is the main way to use them, rather than still using them at work.
Apart from the Magic Car, the engine of this Magic Car is also used in the cranes of the Armunale Maintenance Station, as well as in the elevators of the Royal Castle and the luxury Inn.
I guess if development costs go down in the future, it will become more popular if it is a big town. Oh, if I had an investment or something, I'd make sure...
While wondering if there was any way to take one, the Magic Conductor arrived at the front of the command post.
"Right here. Bunois, thank God."
"No. Then I will return the Magic Conductor."
As the captain and I stepped out of the demon-guided car, Mr. Bunois flipped the car back the way it was.
"This is Armunale General Command. Remember, if you're going to join the Armunale, you'll have more business to come."
"Oh, yes."
It's a five-story, stone building near the center of town. It's pretty much in the same shape around it, and it's hard to tell just by its appearance.
The only indication that this is the Command is a large flag hanging on the wall and a wooden sign hanging next to the entrance.
The sign digs the mark of the deformed Armunale, from which it says Armunale General Command.
"This way."
The captain went inside, so I'm going after him.
The ground floor is on a big floor and looks like the front desk of the company.
The captain is taking a trip to the reception first and talking to the receptionist about something. He's a pretty guy, even in the distance. That's what I said about the face of the General Command.
Its a face role, but is that smile a make smile, or a genuine smile? As soon as the captain spoke to me, the receptionist's smile seemed even brighter. Captain Bodwan is also the captain of the Armunale squad. What a handsome man over the elite of Antai in the future, and perhaps surprisingly a lot of fans.
With that said, is the captain married? You want to know a little bit about the Armunale Marriage Rate or something. Even for Angus.
"You kept me waiting. He said he'd be able to see the commander soon."
Apparently, the captain was asking for the convenience of the Commander-in-Chief. Oh, the receptionist's smile, it's back to normal. Apparently, that smile is exclusive to Captain Bodwan.
The captain, unaware of it, heads straight to the stairs and climbs to the top floor. In modern times, five stories are almost certainly going up in elevators, but if it's this world and it's up to about nine floors, it's going up flat stairs. I mean, they hardly ever put an elevator on it unless it's above the tenth floor. Healthy and above all...
Arrive on the fifth floor, breathing a little rough.
I guess it should be said that the captain doesn't disturb one breath.
Up to the top floor, just next to the climb through the stairs and one or two opposite the stairs. Looks like there's only two rooms on the top floor.
The captain approaches the nearest door and knocks.
"This is Captain Bodwan of the 31st Armunale Squad. I wanted to talk to you about the mission report."
"Get in."
"Excuse me."
The captain opens the door and goes inside. When I'm worried about whether it's a good thing to come in, I hear voices coming from inside the room.
"I hope the one in the back comes in too."
Apparently, he noticed my presence, too. But where are you masters at reading signs through doors... well okay, it helps not to have to worry.
"Excuse me."
The room is about the size of a small conference room, decorated with luxurious conditioning and paintings.
The carpet laid on the floor is also fluffy and it's such a waste to be treading with shoes.
From me, there's a couch and a table on the right. On the right is a large desk. The desk was packed with files, and a man seemed busy there moving his hand. There's no sign of seeing this one. And I mean, did you read my signs in this state... I don't know the bottom.
"Nice to meet you. Sit on the couch and wait a minute, I'll just get rid of this paperwork. Somebody!
"Here."
When the commander-in-chief raised his voice, a maid came out of a door installed in the corner of the room.
At that moment, my tension jumps in my mind.
Maid, it's a maid! I don't say anything weird about minisca or adorable adorable, pure British-style maid! But you look like a Yamato stroke or something, you cheat too much!
"Give them a drink. And my share, please."
"Accepted."
The maid takes only a moment and disappears into the back of the door again.
He was a wonderful maid who felt elegant every step of the way......
Captain Bodwan sneaks up on me as I stare at the door.
"That man is a support maid for the Commander-in-Chief. Once you join the Armunale team, one or two support maids will be sent to each team."
"Or must!? And what you say goes to the captain's troops too!?
"Yeah, I had them standing by in town this time because it was a short-term assignment in the near field, but on long-term assignments such as border security, if no one was to take care of me around me, my personal life would be screwed up."
I see, the members of the Armunale squad are a few elite. The captain is a pilot, the deputy captain and Mr. Ritz are mechanics, Mr. Bunois is often not in the squad due to scouts, and Mr. Karine is busy adjusting the manoeuvre operator (sense board). And I can't think of a scene where Mr. Carine is doing his chores more than that. So do you put on a maid of support to manage the health of the crew?
"By the way, all the support maids are beautiful"
"I'm pretty happy with that information, are you okay? Armunale squad is just a guy, right?
If you throw a beauty into it, you don't know what's going to happen. Especially after the fight, I hear you're feeling better.
I can't believe we're even going to handle that...
"I'm fine. Supporting maids are trained to fight even on the battlefield. I've been training fights on the spindle all my life while we've been learning about Armunale. Honestly, even if we surround ourselves with members of the Armunale squad, it won't be possible to put them together"
"How sharp are you..."
So, Eldo, there's nothing to worry about.
"Ha..."
"Well, unless the other side accepts it."
For now, if you join the Armunale squad, it seems fine that the maid will take care of your personal life. It's great.
and the general commander comes here after the paperwork has been sorted out. Along with that, when we try to take a seat, the Commander-in-Chief blocks it.
"I don't mind. Sit down."
When the Commander-in-Chief sits on the opposite couch in the same way, the maid returns, as expected, and arranges the teacups one by one in front of us.
The smell was good from the teacup.
"Hmm, looks like you have a boy you don't know. Bodwan, what is the requirement about him?
"Yes, his name is Eldo. He's a boy who lives in a village he visited on this mission."
"Eldo, I'm fifteen. Best regards,"
"This is Maurice Levov, Commander-in-Chief of the Armunale Squad. Sounds pretty polite."
That said the Commander-in-Chief had a niggling grin.
Is that what you were worried about me going in front of the room...
"It's just easier for me to make a report on the assignment before anything happens to him, so can I get you ahead of me?
"It would be good. But there was a call that the enemy Armunale had appeared."
"Yes, I'll explain in order"
Captain Bodwan will tell the Commander-in-Chief what I and the village chief have told him. At first, he was the commander-in-chief I was listening to seriously, but something dangerous appeared on that look from the way in.
And look at me like I'm surprised where I repelled. Well, I guess it's natural. It's usually hard to believe that a rural child without proper training has driven his enemies away with the first armunare he's ever ridden.
But the fuselage that proves it is well recovered, and only a few remains of the enemy Armunale are recovered. The evidence is perfect.
When the captain finished talking, the commander-in-chief exhaled deeply as he rubbed his eyebrows loose.
"Well, I guess the enemy is definitely in Du Reveple"
"Yes, I think so myself"
"Du rebeple?"
Words I can't hear make me speak unexpectedly.
"Oh, excuse me"
"I don't mind. Du Reveple is the only group of mercenaries (warriors) who can move the Armunale without relying on their country. It's a troublesome organization, and I can't grasp the qualities at all. As a country, it's annoying."
"Was there such an organization?"
I knew it wasn't a regular army, but I didn't know such an organization existed. In other words, not relying on the country means that it possesses its own generator of concentrated magic liquid (Hymaggia Liquid).
What kind of organization...
"So where is the recovered fuselage now?
"We store it in the third hanger in the third hangar"
"Well, we'll see about that later"
"So here's the point."
"Oh, about this boy."
Two gaze at me. A soldier's gaze is so intimidating. I feel dull.
"There's hope for him, and I'd like to recommend him to a training school."
"Hmm. It's your call. Is there anything in particular?
"I was just wondering if the Commander-in-Chief could do something about it, as the first semester of this year's recruitment period is due. I honestly feel quite spared letting his technology rot for six months"
I see. You're asking me if I can get you a seat.
The captain told me the story beforehand.
Enrolment in training schools (academies) is closed between January and early February. The exam will then take place at the beginning of March, and it will be decided whether or not you can enroll by mid-March. Now, in late March, instead of the deadline, exam days are running out.
The next enrollment will be in late six months, so I'll have nothing left to do in this town for the next six months. Near a city like this, there's no place to hunt, and I'm gonna get lost on the streets for lack of possession.
So the captain is asking the commander-in-chief if he can manage to screw me into the first semester of school.
By the way, if you have a recommendation for a captain or three or more members of an active Armunale squad, the exam will be waived, so it would be fine if you could even have a seat available...
Captain Bodwan, you've done so much for me, it's too great.
"Talent enough to make Bodwan say that"
The Commander-in-Chief's gaze pierces me. I stretched my spine and stared straight back at the Commander-in-Chief's face without making it slight.
This looks like a place to show your readiness. If you get out of sight, you lose.
"Hmm, that would be good. I'll get you one seat. Have you decided where to live?
"No, I haven't decided"
"Then you need a dorm too. Let's arrange to let you in today. Sette."
"Yes."
"Take him to the dorm later. And I'll write to you soon, so you can give it to the dorm manager."
"Accepted."
The maid graciously returns to the back room.
"That's what I'm saying."
"Thank you for your consideration"
"Thank you"
"What, I want talented people a little faster. It's Bodwan's recommendation that no one has ever recommended before. That's a lot to look forward to."
"No problem. I'll make sure you become an Armunale rider."
"It's good, I hope. Okay, wait a minute, I'll write you a letter to give to the dorm manager. Bodwan and I are going to the hangar later."
Copy that, sir.
In a few minutes the Commander-in-Chief wrote a letter and gave it to the maid. I'll leave the room behind about the maid.
"The dormitory is right near the school. There's a little bit of distance, so let's take the Magic Car."
"Is it good? I heard that magic vehicles are not very usable in the military."
Nothing. I still have time, and I don't mind walking.
"No problem. It's my private car."
"Are you serious..."
"Yes, I'm serious"
Mr. Sette laughs adorably with Couscous and comes to a place like the parking lot behind the building. There were several magic guided cars lined up.
One of them, a car like a bright red mini cooper, looks like Mr. Sette's private car.
"Go ahead."
"Oh, excuse me"
Mr. Sette opens the door to me watching Pocan and the car. What a vip treatment you are going to behave strangely.
When I get in, Mr. Sette gets in quickly, too, and starts the engine. The behavior around here seems pretty much the same as that of the Almunale.
If there was a difference, the magic guide car would have enough trouble changing gears. Exactly. They don't even exist AT cars in this world again.
"Then we're off."
"Please"
The car moved slowly and we headed to the dorm.
After Eldo left the room, Commander-in-Chief Maurice and Captain Bodwan were both on foot to the third hangar.
"Bodwan, you think that boy's worth enough to recommend?
"Yes."
"Destroy the Du Reveple Armunale in your first battle. Sure, it's amazing, but not impossible, is it?
As long as we know how to maneuver the Armunale, those who can do so are sometimes there every year, albeit enough to count.
They have a great sensibility of just crossing with the faculty fuselage in their first maneuver. With them like that, Maurice thought it was not impossible to reproduce what Eldo did.
"Surely, it would be possible for a man of excellence. But that's because it's our country's fuselage. Decades ago, and if you ask me if I can get that far with a worn out fuselage, the question arises."
"Hmm, you did say it was the fuselage he repaired himself. One arm defect in amateur repair, an old-fashioned manoeuvre machine (Sense Board), could be tough indeed. But..."
There must still be some who can fight. Because those who are chosen for the Almunale ride are those who possess such great talent.
However, Bodwan did not issue letters of recommendation to them.
"Yeah, some things will be possible. Some people just move it a little and understand the characteristics of its fuselage. But the biggest reason I rated him is otherwise."
"Well, what's that?
"It's sagginess."
Unable to understand the meaning, Commander-in-Chief Maurice frowns.
While we were talking about that, we arrived at the third hangar.
Pretty lively inside, either because of the new fuselage coming in.
"The Commander-in-Chief can tell by looking at that fuselage. I meant what I said."
"Well, let me show you"
The two entered the hangar and Maurice understood what Bodwan meant.
"I see. Sure, I did."
I don't have one arm and my head is shattered.
Each joint has already been removed and only the torso of the fuselage has been suspended by a crane.
Still, I know exactly.
Eldo's way of fighting. That's how the survivors fight.
A noble soldier tends to make it good to die clean. If I were to survive miserably, I would say so and choose to die rather than crawl through the muddy ground.
The greater the aristocracy, the stronger the tendency was. Scratch the name of the house, or you'll be scattered on the battlefield.
But a knight like that doesn't need to be in the Armunale.
The Armunale squad must survive. Muddy or miserable, that doesn't matter. You have to survive with the Armunale and come back to town, even in defeated combat.
Otherwise, Armunale will be captured by the enemy, who will stick his fangs out to the country as the opponent's new force of war.
This is why survival and sourness are taught in training schools (academies), but what has been taught since birth and in a short period of time in training schools (academies) still takes precedence in the battlefield over the years.
This is why the Armunale Training School (Academy) brings together the good people of both civilian nobility, but in the civilian population it is difficult to purchase the knowledge of Armunale in advance, and they are driven down by nobles who use and study tutors and the like before enrolling in school.
Because of this, the pilot has a very high ratio of aristocrats.
That's why beings like Eldo were precious.
Civilians, but with varying knowledge of Armunale, up to real-life experience, and occasionally a way of fighting survival.
"That's why I recommended him."
"I see you can expect students this semester"
Before the breaking down of the Armunale, they laughed.