There is one reaction detected by the Sovereign Circle.
Our Sky Turtle is headed in the direction of the world tree.
The flying objects reflected in the tactical information display (tactics) as red light points are definitely superdragon drasilia scales (...), flying pancakes regiosculls.
The total number of soldier organisms (regiosculls) released from the superdragon drasilia is assumed to be about 300. Much of it should have been driven away by half-insurgency (Innosextian) and Metanostadt forces fighting together (...).
However, the whereabouts of approximately 30 to 50 individuals who are said to have been stranded are still unknown.
In subsequent announcements by the King's Government, escorts from around a dozen places were supposedly retained, but they are still hiding somewhere.
"Greg, you may not have noticed this way over there"
Lentomia, staring forward from next to me, looks at me and whispers.
"You're going in different directions. It feels like we're going somewhere."
"Yeah."
Lentomia is also expanding the same range of enemy lines (circles) as I am, keeping an eye on the forward. Of course, "passive magic detection (passive search)" is carried out so that the opponent does not know that this person exists.
"Shut up and be quiet. Let's do it."
That's what I said, and I sent a diagram looking back at my fellow breath lurkers with a solid spit in the back.
Lu, Manuferno, Plum and Hemperoza snort.
"Sage Grecas, the distance from the goal is currently about 3000 Merte. Relative speed about 180 km/h Merte. We're moving southeast of southwest."
Fairy Metius read me the tactical information display (tactics) figures from inside my chest pocket.
I'm concentrating on flight control, so this is a thankful support.
"Thank you, Meti. There may be others, but there's only one."
"It feels like you're trying to cross our front. Is that... do you live in a world tree?
"Maybe. There was something in the report."
"I don't like it if it's a nest."
and.
- Co-on!
Far away, a sound echoed from the air ahead.
It sounds hard and dry, like beating hard metal with a hammer.
That's it, Koon! Koon! and is repeated twice and three degrees.
"What's that noise?
"Greg! What is this..."
Lu and Lentomia, who turn their ears to the direction of sound, i.e. the flying of the regiosculls. Cat ears and elf ears, both sensitive to sound.
"- Probe (binger)!?"
A word that came out of my mouth, but this is a military term that was in the world I once lived in.
A ship that travels through the ocean called a submarine (...) emits sound waves when it actively explores the position of its opponent (...) and identifies its location with reflective waves.
The so-called (so-called) active sonar detection method, but the principle is the same as detecting dolphins and bats by sound waves.
Considering that regiosculls are also pseudo-magical life, exploring their opponents in the air in sonic ways, like dolphins and bats, is not an impossible story.
Ecology is a mystery in the first place, but the fact that regiosculls use "probing sounds" is not even reported by the military.
Considering that Superdragon Drasilia had issued all the directives to the soldier creatures (regiosculls), did they just not have to use them themselves?
But the prying seems to follow.
"Sage Grecas! Target is rerouting! I'm coming this way, distance 2,000!
"Found it!? I'm gonna fly low and shake it off, so grab it!
I looked back at the carriage room (cabin) and screamed.
Reduce the altitude of the Sky Turtle at once and move from a ground level of 30 Merte to an ultra-low altitude of about 5 Merte.
Moving onto horizontal flight after a disgusting sense of falling, the wind blowing the surface made a breezy noise in his ear with Gooooooo.
"Blessings (fest). May the good wind blow...!
"Greg already!! Up and down movements are disgusting. Yo!
Pray for good luck while Manuferno clings to the back of your seat. Lentomia also blues her face and grabs the handle.
"Get drunk...... you shouldn't have traveled easy!?
"Plum had this feeling -"
"Ha... Just keep your hands off me, both of you!
"You two are left to the awkward!
"I'm sorry...... Lu!
Lulu held down the plum and hemperosa clinging to the wall of the room (cabin).
"Brother Lu, no!
"You just have to shake your hips, brother cat!
Being a dad makes Ru feel more and more child-friendly. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, but I'll concentrate on the front.
"Greg, I'll intercept you."
"Ah! When you get close to 100 Merte, ask for an interception with directional thermal magic (positrol)!
"What's the Precision Induction Strike Ceremony (Critical Striker)!?
Lentomia screams as she makes a magical chant. You're so drunk, your elf ears are slightly stingy.
"... sorry, I'm going to adjust now!
I had already deployed several information windows (windows) for tactical information display (tactics).
Carriage Flight Control Magic, Information Display of Sovereign Boundaries (Circles), Search Magic Map Search (Ggol Mappa) for topographic matching and location-specific magic.
The only reason a normal wizard can inspire magic beyond the limits of being able to chant at the same time is because it moves more independently through an autonomous driving technique (apict).
Yet another advanced operation of precision induction strike technique (critical striker) is performed. To calculate the coordinates based on the relative position information gathered in the Sovereign Circle, and guide them with MagiWire to support accurate shooting.
But the red "error" letter pops up and I can't lock on enemies that should be directly in front of me.
"-!? There is an error in the relative position correction in the three-dimensional space! The numerical correction of the coordinates is incomplete…"
The magical induction technique of combat, or aerial warfare (...), while flying in the air with each other, seems to still need to be adjusted.
There can't be "live data" on air warfare in the first place, and I couldn't get around to it until I was ready.
"Er!? You mean take a guess!?
"Sorry!"
With Lentomia and flying through the air, it is difficult to apply directional thermal magic (positrol).
"Sage Grecas! Distance 300! Tip Lid Deployment! I'm going to shoot a shock cannon!
"Damn it! It's the bloody one!
The distance to the garrison is about 5,000 Merte, and no cover can be expected.
Then... do we have to do it?
Beneath the eyes is a wetland area of the Hikarika Mina meadow.
Green grass and a number of small swamps were reflecting the blue sky. The shadow of the Sky Turtle is slipping on top of it.
"Lord Grey! You're coming!
In front of Lu pointing, a black triangular flying object was visible. It bounces back the guillari and sunlight and is rocking like a solar flame.
"Distance 200! It's a collision course!
Metty screams.
"Fall!
"Seriously! Lentomia!
"It's still far away!
The bright red hotline of Lentomia, unleashed without guidance, plundered over the regiosculls and disappeared into the blue sky.
"Oh, sorry."
And he gives his tongue a little smaller.
"Haha!? I remember the days of the Demon King's War."
"Bu......"
Half elf to inflate cheeks and prepare the next bullet (...). I didn't even hear you say it was still far away, and if you let it go bravely, this is probably how it turns out.
"I'm going to bump into you!
The black pancakes go straight in. I saw the tip crack packed and the red light converged.
Pah! And the light flashed.
The next moment, a chunk of red light came this way with the swing of air.
Only zero commas for five seconds in time.
"- Huh!"
I rudded to the right, avoiding the shockwave mass.
Severe noises and swings strike the carriage. Sparks scatter in bursting and left-sided spaces, but no direct hits. It's The Wise Men's Boundary, which I expanded to surround the carriage.
- Defensive junction eight layer loss! The anti-shock junction disappeared!
A tactical information display (tactics) violently brightens red warnings. Sixteen layers of defensive junction tore half of what is now a blow. I'll be out the next time.
Gyoooo! and a black mass passed next to a carriage flying through the air, along with a creepy flying sound.
"Scream. Greg!
"Hey!?
"Ugh!?
"It's okay! Don't worry......! There's nothing to say if you don't hit it!
"Lord Grey! Oh, he's coming after me!
"I guess......! Persistent Yazu"
Looking back, I saw a regioscull turning U-turn behind me. Even in the Sovereign Kingdoms (circles), the appearance is perceived as clear.
Now this carriage is on the side of being chased in the air.
The next time I eat his shock cannon, I'm not sure I can prevent it in The Wise Man's Boundary.
Even more advanced "isolated junctions" make defense easy, but if we develop junctions that isolate each space, we can no longer float in the sky and fall.
"What are you going to do, sage Grecas!
"They're coming after me -!?
"Oh man, it's been a pain in the ass"
While I sighed, I quickly manipulated the tactical information display (tactics) at my fingertips.
Continued