"What's wrong, you're not coming"
With Tower Shield and Lance in place, the opponent's pilot will provoke me.
Danies, did you get it? You bastard, you're willing to counter without moving a step, and you're brave enough to move over here.
But it doesn't make sense to keep making matches like this. The people around us are already in full-scale combat. It's time to set this up.
Let the fuselage walk and slowly swirl around the enemy aircraft.
Daniels does not change direction on the spot without moving a step.
I can see my back as it is, but I don't feel like I'm going to be given a very effective hit from here on in. Well, the Armunale is not a person originally, so using a rear camera might not be a problem... no, no, the armed is the main attack from the front, so there's no way they can turn around rearward and have no problem.
Then there's something.
I circled all around the perimeter, keeping my guard up. Then you hear voices from enemy planes.
"Do you see the weakness?
I felt blood vessels floating around my forehead in that bruised voice.
"Lick it."
But I don't act like I'm going straight in here.
Turn around half way again and try to attack from behind your opponent.
My face should also be visible on the other monitor. The sword did not shake up, and with the smallest movement he poked out looking at his back. How it comes out.
The enemy aircraft moves its right arm without turning around at a stage when it determines that there is no feint in this attack.
Lance's pattern knocked the belly of the sword off its track.
In addition, Lance's fullness is swung aside. I interrupted my step when I was slapped on the sword and dodged Lance in a critical place while lowering my posture as I leaned back.
Then, try to unleash a kick at the foot of the enemy aircraft, but it is naturally guarded by a tower shield.
Well, that's predicted. The opponent's movements and reactions are pretty good. There are only three seats for the Knight of the Eight.
But I also go by ace in the kingdom. I'm not going to get hit easy.
Roll the fuselage sideways as you kick the bottom of the shield. Shortly afterwards, Lance protruded and wore the ground.
"Often"
Daniels tells me to impress him, but it's only natural that he should be able to do this.
Anyway, I know the other guy's pattern is the counter. If you know something will work with this attack, there are as many ways to respond to it as you can.
However, due to the lighter attack, I can't even put in an effective punch from here.
"Let's see how it goes for now."
"Then come. Prevent all of you, and penetrate with this lance."
Increase the output of the fuselage for full performance of the fuselage.
The biggest problem with this attack is the opponent's Tower Shield. Thanks to this guy, most of my attacks are prevented. I said, it doesn't even seem like they'll let me turn around on the back anymore, like earlier.
Even if you try to go around the perimeter in the same way, the opponent always comes to the front here with a slip of foot.
You mean you're serious?
So, that big tower, let me go beyond it?
Change course and approach at once.
The opponent has the tower shield in front of him and can pull the arm with the lance to release it at any time.
I approach as I go and step right in front of the enemy plane. The fuselage jumped up and kicked the top of the tower shield.
With that recoil, the tower shield turns upwards, just like my fuselage takes up there.
Total weight of the Armunale. You can't support it with one left arm, can you?
"That manoeuvre in Armunale. Funny - but!
"Hmm!?
My fuselage is completely taken and Lance sticks out the other way.
I tried to dodge him, but I couldn't help but get my left elbow on.
Land on the ground with your left arm destroyed and your shield dropped.
Lance, who continues to be protruded, is distanced in the backstep while I recieve it with my sword.
But Danies decided now was the time to attack, or he came out on the offense all at once.
They desperately flush out lances that stick out continuously, but they all poke at hard to avoid places, precisely aimed at joint limits.
"Damn."
The flow was completely taken to the other side.
I need to distance myself and get back in shape once.
While retreating, he releases a firelance aimed at his opponent's leg.
Danies, on the other hand, is attacking me with total disregard for my magic.
Naturally, Firelance burns the legs of Daniels' fuselage while being attenuated by a magic shield. But there is little damage to it.
"Magic to that extent, don't think it works"
"Chip, it's called power earlier, it's not just about the output. You're raising your endurance."
Just turning up the output doesn't make it possible to support a whole plane. More fundamentally, that can't be done without raising the endurance value from the frame of the fuselage.
Earlier firelance, even a regular airframe would have been able to peel armor off the top of a magic shield, but the result was just lightly scorched.
Perhaps, just like my previous fuselage, it's fully bespoke from the inside.
Good reaction speed to exert counter tactics and endurance to take the attack off. You mean the airframe that specializes in those two.
The speed of movement itself is not that fast because of the sturdiness of the internal frame and the increased weight. So I'm able to keep a good distance as I retreat, but it's time to be hard.
Can we attack once?
It should be time the opponent got used to the rhythm of this attack. That's why we break the rhythm here all at once!
Reinforce the step from the retreat and apply the brake, moving forward.
Daniels just pulled Lance and still can't get into the offense. Tower Shield's defense is alive, but we're not going to miss the timing of the attack.
Slide the fuselage from the right side of the enemy aircraft into the back of the tower shield and start pulling the tower shield outward with your sword.
It would have been best if I could have slapped it off my hand, but just can't you do that?
Well, now their torso is empty.
"I got it."
"I don't need you to look at this fuselage sweetly."
With Daniels' spare voice, a sudden and intense impact ran on my fuselage.
To the intensity of its impact, the fuselage is bounced backwards, several monitors are also cracked inside the cockpit, and the cable cut out of the cracked equipment gap pops up.
"What!?
If I checked on the live monitor, Lance was sticking out on the side of my fuselage. But the pattern is still firmly gripped by the enemy aircraft.
Only the conical part of Lance is stabbed.
The output of the fuselage decreases sharply, poking one knee.
"Strength is impeccable. But it's a bad airframe. You can't beat me on that plane."
Daniels slowly walks his fuselage closer. Meanwhile, when I took the Lance pattern behind the shield, the blade was fitted again with a guttural sound.
Apparently, that was originally a mechanism that could be ejected. Looks like the spare is stored behind the shield.
I guess the feeling is that it's close to a shield and arsenal like artifice gorge.
"Come on, let's end this"
Lance directed is imminent.
But the cutting-edge, flushed by sideways shocks, passed beside my fuselage.
Looking at you, Captain Dennis seemed to unleash magic toward us.
"My ace, it won't be easy."
"Its fuselage, the kingdom's strongest Dennis Ejit? Sure, Jan must have been dealing with him, but he got hit."
It seems Captain Dennis has defeated another aircraft handler. To hear the story, I guess he was also the Horseman of the Eight.
"Captain Erdo, can you move?
"I can manage"
Fuel is running low all at once, but can we do something about retreating? But it seems a little hard to break through this battlefield.
"I'll deal with him here. Captain Eldo, retreat."
"Excuse me, the enemy aircraft seems to be planting Lance's ejection or various weapons on the shield. Be careful."
"Well, thanks for the info"
Captain Dennis is slaughtered into the Danies plane. In the meantime, I slowly rise the fuselage and begin the retreat.
Then the Abnomules, who were nearby, came to my escort.
"I'll escort you." "I'll take care of the exposures." "You can't let a hero get dropped in here."
"Sorry."
Slowly advance on the main battlefield, covered by abnomulets. The empire's abnomules, which strike from time to time, are also managed by the fuselages around them.
And when I got to the corner of the battlefield, I ran into the enemy I least wanted to meet.
"Oh, this is your chance, isn't it?
There he was, the black almunare. Probably a mercenary aircraft hired. Being here means you were hunting for the fleeing aircraft without actively participating?
He's a palliative guy.
"Chip, you guys go back to sweeping. Armunale's opponents don't have a good minute."
"But..."
"This one's fine. One mercenary would be enough for this plane."
"… Copy"
The Abnomules follow my instructions and return to the main battlefield.
Mercenaries let it go bare because slapping abnomulets isn't worth it. And I pull out my sword, and I'm approaching you.
"Well, what's up"
I said I'm fine, but honestly, I'm strong. Fuel has already cut 20%, and a decent arm is a sword. Because of Lance, who remains stabbed in the flank, he won't be able to make his usual move either.
That's quite a pinch, isn't it?
But...
"You can't move decently if you're so worn out. Die now!"
In response to the mercenary who was about to slash me, I push the fuselage forward and stick my sword out to the counter.
This sword penetrates the enemy's physical operator (Sense Board) as the enemy's sword penetrates from the shoulder to the cockpit.
"Ugh, I'm scared"
If you look up in the upper left corner, you can see the enemy aircraft blade from the cockpit clearance. Had I been delayed even after a comma second, I would have been killed.
But you just can't move it anymore with this.
Destroying the fuselage, when he tried to escape single, a surviving monitor captured the aircraft shadow descending from the sky.
"Are you new?
There's nothing you can do in this state. That's what I thought, but the color of the falling fuselage is white. Apparently, it's the fuselage of the kingdom. But by coming from the sky, did you fly in Avila Bomb again? Who is it, the guy who did such a lame thing?
The fuselage landed right near me.
I'll get out of the cockpit and check the fuselage directly.
At a glance, I can tell it's not like a normal aircraft.
The first characteristic is the two tanks carried on its back. And they are equipped with bone-like parts of bird feathers so that they cover the tank. That, one sword at a time?
Besides, the tank was fitted with an arm, followed by something like Perfilizzi (rifle).
On the legs, armor is added to the knee area, and he has thorns that are likely to pierce if he just puts a knee kick in the cockpit or so. And two iron piles like nails on the toe as well.
Honestly, it's a fuselage that cracks down on previous Armunale common sense.
I look at the fuselage and realize my heart is beating faster.
That's right.
It's called arming, it's called additional armor, because that's what I asked Mr. O'Rail for.
The landed fuselage slowly rises and turns this way.
"Eldo, you've been so flashy."
"That voice, Leon?
"Oh, I'm here to deliver your fuselage"
"Right!
A new plane walks up to me and opens the cockpit.
I immediately jump up to the cockpit and meet Leon there.
"Why Leon?
"I happened to be in King's Capital, and I was dating this guy's exam manoeuvres. I had him fly this far with a career bomb by saying he didn't even have time to carry him."
"Did you?"
"This is the message from Mr. Karine and the others."
Give me the note form that Leon was stabbing in the cockpit gap.
And get out of the cockpit and down to the ground.
"I'm leaving the safe zone like this. Read that note and come rampage."
"Thank you."
Leon activates the magic and returns from the battlefield to the Forest Department. I got into the cockpit and opened the note form.
What was written there was a part of the manoeuvring system that was rescheduled from schedule and the equipment. And...
(Captain Erdo found the generator for this aircraft. come full rampage with that one)
"Right. I made you wait a long time, but you promised. Again, will you fight with me?
I felt the bass of the generator moving in the starting state squeal for a moment to respond to it.
"Shall we go then?"
Grip the steering lever and step in the output pedal.
"Maneuver! My fuselage, Pespirage!
With manoeuvre, he spread the blades of the bone that had been closed all over his life, and the angel of the machine was born on the battlefield.