The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

Poynix flies. Altitude 12,000 meters.

It is about the same altitude as the floating group I discovered the last time I was aiming for the Great Empire. The sky above the clouds was blue as the deep sea.

In the cockpit, me and Bell in the captain's seat, Marcus in the cockpit, and SS pilot in the co-pilot's seat. Yuna was sitting in the navigation seat and Early in the measuring seat.

And today, in addition to Mr. Daska, there was another guest.

"You're so spacious on the clouds"

It is Her Royal Highness Princess Fileille. The princess, who is a big favorite for her empty walk on the poinix, accompanied her on this floating group exploration.

"It's romantic to go looking for a floating island that I thought was a fairy tale......!

"We don't know if it's a floating island yet, do we?

Early smiled bitterly at her sister, Princess.... Last time we explored, she was the first to name the floating island.

I spoke to Fileille in the makeshift seat by the captain's seat.

"I hope nothing, but in case anything happens, please use the portal to return to Willidis"

"Yes, Master Jin"

The princess nodded honestly.

"Is it still dangerous?

"I don't know. That's why we talk about times of need."

Something that floats at a high altitude in the first place is an unthinkable story. An event that is never possible in the world I was in. It's magical, it's a magical world, but there are more things you don't know than you know.

Yuna in the navigation seat said as she looked at the road map.

"Master, soon, we will reach the airspace where we have discovered the floating group"

"Early. Any reaction to the magic radar?

"Not yet.... wait. Front, responding."

Early raised her voice as she stared at the magic radar scope on the panel.

"The number is increasing. That's pretty much the same pattern as last time. Countless reactions. Needle 0-0-0. The altitude is 12,000, unchanged."

"Marcus, keep moving. Getting closer to your goal."

Copy that.

Marcus grabbing the joystick responded. Princess Fileille lowered her face as she sat in the makeshift seat.

"I'm excited."

The poinix remains at cruise speed and heads into an airspace where floats float innumerably. I press the operation key of the telephoto camera on the console in the captain's seat. Not yet visible to the naked eye, but in the telephoto mode of the mounted camera...

"I see it."

If I shrugged, Mr. Bell, and Princess Fileille stood up and peered into the panel.

There are a number of black dots floating in the sky. When I zoomed in, there were different sizes and sizes that reminded me of the asteroid belt, but if I were to describe it, it seemed like I had smashed the contents of the trash can.

Rock masses are also visible, but obvious artifacts, such as metal parts and parts of buildings, are visible as debris. If it's a big one, it's slightly over a hundred meters, and there's a lot of stuff drifting in the dozens of meters class.

I wonder why things of this size are floating, but I think they also have floating stone-like devices somewhere. Otherwise, you'd be down on the ground by now.

"It's like a battlefield trail..."

Planes, no. Things are floating around like some of the spaceships you see in SF. I don't know if it's the heritage of the skyman and the dots, or the ancient super-civilizations again, but they may have developed considerably.

Even without relying on a telephoto camera, Poynix approaches a visible distance. They all stare unspoken at the flock of floats seen through the cockpit window.

"Give me the output of the barrier. Marcus, break into the floating group from where you might be able to get through."

"Copy that, Captain.... Is the barrier okay?

Marcus spoke anxiously. I turn my gaze to the floats.

"As long as this one goes low, the fine one will be fine.... so don't hit something big, huh?

Copy that, sir.

Manipulating the joystick, Marcus allowed the poinix to enter.

Debris, rocks, buildings...? I see them flowing through my sight. Mr. Bell opened his mouth.

"Obviously, there are signs of a dong patsy. The one in the shape of that cylinder. There's an explosion from the inside, and it looks like it's in two."

"This box shape has some holes like it ate shelling..."

A fantasy flying ship, more like a SF nearby ship. Ship-like wreckage with warship turret-like objects can also be seen.

Empty graveyards, the words Mr. Bell used to say, I see, got tight.

"Graveyard, huh?"

If I squeal, Princess Fileille joins hands and says worryingly.

"You had a war on the sky."

"Relics of the Ancient Civilization Era"

Yuna looks up and passes through the disced debris.

"Master, would you like to collect something affordable and take it home?

"Right."

Find out, and we'll take it home if we have to. If you are floating with the power of a floating stone, you can also snap objects about dozens of meters in poinix if you punch in a wire for towing. I can't do anything about flying on reason other than a floating stone.

"Which one would you prefer...?

"It's not funny to take rock shards with you."

Mr. Bell indulges in floating objects.

"Um, let's make it a piece of metal. It's not like a ship, but it's like a ship."

Whatever metal it is made of, that would be the only harvest.

"All right, Marcus, get close to the one that's like a round turnip floating forward to the right"

Copy that, and a reply from the cockpit. It was quite large even from a distance, but is it about 5 or 60 meters long? From the front it looked like a round helmet with no horns or anything, but as I approached it, it was shaped like some sort of biological - sippo free beetle. The colors come in white, gray and purple lines.

"... something like a creature from another world"

I thought it was an alien, or alien-like design to be exact. A few cracks could be seen on the hull surface, but the condition seemed relatively good.

Is there a groove that looks like a slit for securing the sight of a helmet, like a bridge or a cockpit?

At that time, an alarm sounded from the measuring seat.

"Magic Search? I'm not sure what it is, but they put something like magic on me!

Early glanced at the panel in the measuring seat. Marcus screams.

"Captain! The goal is on the move!

I felt a strange sign stroking my spine.

They hit something similar to Magic Search. Radio waves, is that what you call real radar waves? Above all, the example of a beetle moving...

"Shield output max! Alert!"

That's close to instinct. I hadn't decided to be an enemy yet, but I was.

But it wasn't a mistake.

When I wondered if the device on the top of the beetle had spinned, I threw out a series of orange light bullets.