A week from the fitting of the new equipment. Finally my satisfactory fuselage is complete.
After all, it was a difficult job to link a physical operator (sense board) with a completely new feature to an existing physical operator (sense board).
If you move somewhere, you get an error somewhere else. At some point, it's natural for another joint to be running, etc. When it was terrible, my neck turned around and I almost threw up watching the monitor.
We crush such bugs one by one, and we actually run them one by one to make sure that there are no anomalies.
Keep doing that for three days and move on to the next step where the problem is gone.
That's better maneuverability.
I turned my left arm into an arsenal. The lever for the left arm in the cockpit would no longer be a useless long object.
Then you should develop a cockpit that matches my maneuver, for example by letting it have another function there.
Under such thought, discussions were held with all the mechanics and hands were also placed on the cockpit.
First the elimination of the left arm lever, which is no longer in use. But not being able to move at all becomes a problem when you purge your gear.
Therefore, the left arm circuit was coupled to the lever of the right arm so that the right and left arm operations could be switched with one button.
In the part of the left lever that I have eliminated, from the buttons that I have previously installed overhead, I will prioritize the one that I use more often, so that I can operate it even if I am not constantly raising my hand.
In addition, three new monitors were added.
Until now, the bottom three of the 24 monitors on the front have been switched to keep track of the fuselage, but the footing can be very modest.
Therefore, the three smaller monitors were mounted directly to the cockpit so that they were lined up around the thighs as they sat down.
Thanks to this, the twenty-four-sided frontal sphere monitor can be used without waste.
Two days to these changes. And it took me two days to fix the bug that flooded out again.
It is a week.
The level of tension among the mechanics was different when all the work was done. Well, I was the same thing, but it was something that kept making noise in the hangar until annoyance and complaints came from the castle soldiers. That was a complete festival.
By the way, the greatest merit in this renovation would undoubtedly be Mr. Carine.
The overflowing bug storm kept me working all night with a neighborhood in my eyes. Let me add this year's bonus from my pocket money. Without Mr. Carine, my fuselage would not have been complete by now.
And today, the day after I finished making more noise. I'll activate the fuselage at the Armunale test site set up at the base.
"Eighty-five per cent generator occupancy, no abnormalities in the concentrated magic fluid (hi-maggia liquid) supply system, normal hydraulic gauge values for each part, no neural connection problems, good physical operator (sense board) links. System All Green!
Well, everything on the data is up and running fine. And then there's the test run. He went out of his way to schedule me for today. I'll let you fight it out of your mind, Mr. Remy.
Right in front of me when I activated it, another Armunale.
That is the fuselage of Mr. Remy Richard, the Third Prince's guard.
Armor uses basic Kingsguard objects. However, the armor of the shoulder is raised and enlarged, and its arms are fitted with an unfolding blade.
That's probably the type of blade you can let unfold without having to grip.
The form of the attack will be limited, but it should be quite a strength to be able to hold a weapon with your hands free. If there is, I can put up a gun or magic lock-on while using a sword.
"Well, I guess I should."
"Yes, no problem. Please."
"Let's get started! The royal family is watching the game. Don't show me your impudence."
Yes, the third prince and the second princess had come to watch the game in the viewing space set up on the test site.
Princess Ines would simply be free, but how could a third prince? I don't seem very interested in this sort of thing because of my civic aspirations...
Fine. Until I give my fuselage its full strength.
"Meet your expectations!
The Remy machine unfolds the blade as expected.
I'm just going to run a new equipment artifice gorge and pull out my sword.
"That's the new gear!
"Yeah, it's a pretty handy one."
I'll figure out a way to attack you while you squeeze the slash off your arms.
Only the Kingsguard of the Third Prince is certain of his strength. After only a few meetings, I can understand that the skill of the sword is extraordinarily higher than that of the soldiers on the front line. I guess that's why we can fight with a lot of constrained fixed blades.
I distance myself from the Remy machine in the backstep and throw the sword I had at my opponent.
The Remy plane naturally plays, but by then my fuselage was taking another weapon out of the artifice gorge.
A continuous burst of gunpowder sounds, and a bullet pops out of the harmonica pistre.
Six paint bullets released in a row, two of them dyed the armor of the foot and arm red, even as several rounds were fired.
But now the remnants of the harmonica pistole are zero. But no problem.
I throw down the Harmonica Pistole, which is out of remnants of ammunition, this time equipping it with a sword again.
"It's nice not to have to worry about inventory!
"You're a mess! But it's funny!
Although I put paint bullets on it, it was determined that it was not a problem to run the fuselage because it was on armor, and the game continues.
I'll move the fuselage forward, too, according to the approaching opponent.
I'm definitely inferior to you in sword moves. But...
"I'm not going to lose with manipulation technology!
"That's a line we've been talking about since we won!
"Then I'll win!
"I'm busy with my juniors!
After several cuts again, this sword was quickly worn out.
But this is fine. I was waiting for them to tear me down.
Wave your sword at your feet as you rotate the fuselage.
The attack was fought by retreating, and the sword that slapped the ground smashed. At the same time, the Remy machine, which saw it as a gap, swung down at my upper body, which became defenseless.
If you were in the gallery watching our game, you would have thought the game was over there.
But that's what I'm after.
I spun the fuselage even further. Ahead is a huge chunk of iron equipped with your left arm.
Mr. Remy must have noticed my aim, too. Interrupt the swing down and jump out of the way.
Shortly afterwards, there was a noise that swung through the air, and the artifice gorge passed where the Remy plane was.
"Oh, too bad"
"You're too dangerous! If you hit it, you'll get a flank of armor!
"I went for it."
My aim was not my foot from the start.
I broke my sword deliberately, and I saw it as a gap, Mr. Remy, and I was going to hit him in the left arm.
The left arm is an iron pole that is more than half the height of the Armunale and weighs considerably. That's not even Armunale armor if the power of rotation goes together and gets bumped. That's a force move you can do because of this arm. Even though they noticed it with a single hair.
"He'll do it. Well, then it's time for us to do all we can!
"Is that the secret of that shoulder?
"What, you know what?
"No, because that's pretty different from normal. If so, shoulders."
But it sounds like my prediction was a hit.
"Oops, I'm the only original armed. Grondia, take the Army!
The shoulder armor of the Remy machine opens slightly along with the sound of Gashun air coming out.
And my arms began to grow slowly.
"Stretching arms?
"Oops, time bound, but this guy's strong."
It would be the one called the Dragon Arm. However, the stretched part from both arms to the shoulder is just connected by something like a rope and doesn't seem to be free to move.
But I guess I don't just use it like a whip.
Let's go.
Remy, the plane moves its arms big. Then what was a rope moved as if it had gained will, lifting its sickle.
And then they fly up to my fuselage, as if they found their prey.
I slapped my arm off with a sword and crouched the other.
But when I wondered if the knockout arm pointed its hand at this side, it generated a fireball ahead of it.
I stab my sword in the fireball and force it to blow up, flapping my arm from the rear again.
"I see, is it induction by magic, equipped with something amazing again"
What kind of physical operator (sense board) can be used to develop a dragon arm with an automatic guidance device?
"You're awesome. It's a Fold-like invention, but no other physical operator (senseboard) writer can ever imitate it."
Isn't Master Ford the third prince! Oh, what? Does the Third Prince qualify as a Physical Operator (Sense Board) Writer!? I'm aiming for a civilian, so I thought you'd be smart, but that's it! Is that why you're here today?
"That's amazing indeed. But that's not a good thing, is it? It should use a lot of fuel."
"Oops, that's why there's a time limit."
You will always use magic to manipulate both arms. Consumption of concentrated magic liquids (hi-maggia liquids) should also be considerable.
I mean, this battle...
"If I don't get hit within the time limit, it means I win."
"Fine, if you can take it, take it off!
Just got your consent, so let's just go and start fighting back.
The Dragon Arm is definitely a revolutionary invention in this world, but it's a lot of equipment I've been thinking about in my last life. Even in cartoons, we had enemies with arms stretched out!
I change my weapon from a sword to a gun, targeting the defenseless Remy aircraft itself.
Iron Rule One, aim for the main unit.
But naturally, one arm jumps onto the ray of the bullet, causing the bullet to extinguish with a fireball.
Then aim for the Iron Rule number two, the connected part.
That one holds a roped arm on his shoulder so that he can increase his distance. But that's all the longer the rope if the distance extends, and if you cut it, your arm should stop moving.
I switched it from a gun to a sword and swung it down for the rope right after the attack.
But the rope itself moved to escape from the sword's intermission and was scolded.
You're not just moving the tip of your arm, you mean you can do that kind of artistry because you control all the ropes?
Then that's number three.
I move around the practice field and flush out successive attacks.
Gradually, the distance out of the arm is longer, and I can forcefully change that direction by recieving it.
Furthermore, by moving in a circular fashion, he flew to the place where he aimed at the arm he had played with his sword, taking care not to retrieve the rope.
"How about this!
"Oh?
You thought I was just running around, and suddenly you stopped moving, and Mr. Remy raised a weird voice on both arms.
"Hehe, it's a pretty good way to tie it up. It shouldn't be easy."
"Seriously!
Yes, the third one is to entangle the extended arm handle.
Moving in a circular fashion prevents the arm from being retrieved and at the same time creates a large circle of rope. And there he plunged his arm, which he had played with his sword, and created a firm knot.
Mr. Remy is desperately trying to flaunt an entangled arm, but the rope that has once gotten gnarly is not easy to untie. Well, if you try to solve it, I'll tie it up again!
"Well, do you still want to fight?
"Guru."
"That's it. Remy, surrender."
A second prince's voice echoes from the viewing space on behalf of Remy, who looks like he can hardly give up.
"Okay. Surrender."
"Thank you"
Private aircraft first battle white star. Yeah, that's a good one.
After the game, me and Remy had stepped out of the fuselage at the request of the Third Prince and came to the viewing space.
The third prince looks like Sarah's baby hair with glasses and literature at a glance.
Looks like a college hat or something.
"Dear Ford, I'm sorry. I've shown you an ugly look."
"No, you and I would have learned a good lesson from today's game. Just swinging to the dark clouds doesn't seem to exert the original power of Grondia Army. Let's move forward with research, including operations."
"Ha."
Apparently, all that system operated exclusively with a physical operator (sense board). Well, then I can understand this monotonous movement.
"That was Eldo."
"Ha."
"I was shown a good fight. Looks like your fuselage is doing well."
"Yes, we have had no problems in today's game, so we are finished at a level where we can put it into action at any time"
"Well, then head under the Captain General later. This is my first assignment as the Second Princess Guard. Encourage me."
"Ha."
Master Fold took that much leftover Remy after the game space.
I'll ask Princess Inez who stayed.
"Does your first assignment mean Inez is on official business?
"Yeah, it is. Either me or your brother were going to take it because of the completion of the fuselage, but if it's no problem, I think it's going to be my job. I know the Captain General will tell you more, but just to be brief, it's the encouragement of the soldiers at the front base. Work to make the taller men at the front base higher. Oh, what a sinful job."
Something's wrong with the way you say it! But I'm tired now, so let me pass.
"I see."
I have heard of Princess Ines' work during the Academy.
The royalty goes to the frontline base every year before a full-fledged winter visit to give words of encouragement to the soldiers there.
It has not been decided who the royalty will go every year, and the empty royalty will go around the base with tons of food. When the royal family visits, it becomes one of the pleasures of the soldiers because cooking with its ingredients is behaved?
This time it will mean that the job will come around to Master Ines.
Then maybe just fine. One of the front-line bases is Jakarta. It would also be just the right time to retrieve the armament you are depositing with your deputy commander.
"Okay. Then I'll go under the captain and ask him for more information."
"Yeah, nice to meet you."
That's how Lady Ines takes the maids back to the castle.
So finally, the members of the force gathered under me. It still seems to make me nervous when I have royalty. Well, I was a little nervous when Mr. Ford was around. But if it's just Master Ines, I can't get nervous anymore. I've been made into such a body...
I shouldn't, I'm starting to be poisoned by Inez-sama's thoughts. You have to hold yourself tighter.
"How's the fuselage? No problem."
"How's the maneuverability? You didn't act weird, did you?
"Yeah, it's just airframe and maneuverability. There was no strange behavior."
"Well, all you have to do is fix and replenish it."
"Yes, please"
The status quo would be OK with this. However, you've already placed additional orders for the craftsmen. Spare tank for concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid).
If that's built into the artifice gorge, my fuselage's uptime should grow to about double. That will also arrive within a week, and should be equippable by the first official duties. Let's get back to it then.
"Then I'll put the fuselage back in the hangar, so I'll leave it to you later"
"Keep it well maintained"
As I returned to the castle, I boarded the cockpit to return the fuselage to the hangar.