Equipment Printing School Mage

Its completion will usher in a new era.

However, this is not the end.

Then, Emiya said, "Then, there's a more... radical second-type new airship."

This airship, almost a flat bird, looked like it could only accommodate a dozen people - and there was no room for any cargo.

It is obviously much smaller in size and the space is extremely compact.

The biggest feature is...

The elders of Halrua asked in confusion, "Where are its sails?"

This bird looks so clean that it makes people wonder why it can be called a boat.

Emiya nodded: "Here, I want to tell you a good news.

"For some time now, Miss Yin has been attempting to use the magic web to further control the elemental amber and manipulate its power more precisely. And just yesterday, she achieved a breakthrough in her research on air elemental amber, which also marked the birth of Form Two."

Emiya pointed to the tail of the Type 2, where there was an inconspicuous air outlet.

"The second type of new airship will attempt to use elemental amber as a power source, using the erupting air element to propel the ship directly. As a result, its theoretical speed may be far greater than..."

Before he could finish his words, a deafening sonic boom suddenly exploded above the tower where they were. A silver shadow swept across the sky, leaving a long trail in the clouds.

The stratus clouds were knocked aside by a flying object that suddenly flew by, forming layers of circles.

What was strange was that before the sound was heard, the shadow had already passed by the window.

"..." Emiya sighed and continued, "It might be close to or even exceed the sound itself."

Of course, it is still under design, and it is currently just the favorite toy of a certain silver-haired lady who wishes to remain anonymous.

Forty-Five Flying Revolution (Part 3)

Naturally, Miss Silver's toys couldn't be too close to the ground.

The storm created by the rapid flight was inherently lethal—however, if one attempted to use it as a weapon, both the pilot and the Type 2 airship itself would become expendable.

Unfortunately, both are things that no force can afford.

Anyone who opened the airship and took a look would be daunted by the jumble of control levers. The only good news was that this transparent spaceship allowed the pilot to see everything around him. The bad news was that he might only have time to see, not react.

Now, even Miss Elastrid, who is the least risk-averse in the team, dares not get too close to the ground. Besides Elastrid, the only ones who really dare to board the Type II ship are Mars and Metatron.

In fact, even Elaster and Mars only dared to increase the power of the jet nozzle after casting various blessing spells.

Otherwise, if you’re not careful, they’ll be all over the floor.

Therefore, every time a new version is released, Metatron is the only qualified test pilot.

The Nine Rings' early warning spell grants the recipient a brief foresight into the future. During the test flight, the sole purpose of such a powerful spell was to ensure the ship wouldn't suddenly crash and cause death.

Emiya wasn't an aeronautical engineer; he hadn't even graduated high school on Earth. Naturally, he didn't understand how a real airplane turned by adjusting its wings. The result of their hasty implementation was an absurdly large turning radius. Even the oldest and largest dragons, upon seeing the turning radius of the Type II, felt a sense of youth.

The current Type 2 is only impressive in terms of speed when flying in a straight line, and is extremely crude in other aspects.

The reason why Miss Metatron dared to increase the speed to the fastest was not only because her innate qualities were much stronger than those of ordinary people, but the more crucial point was that she was a mage with extremely strong physical fitness - if any accident occurred in the Type 2 airship, she could leave the airship intact.

Although Emiya was quite bold in his creation, it did not mean that he wanted to see any casualties.

However, it also has an advantage that can make Earth's fixed-wing aircraft jealous.

It can take off and land vertically and will never stall.

Therefore, the Type II airship's landing was, in a sense, quite sci-fi: a turbulent torrent of air, unleashed by the amber, gradually slowed the ship's speed. Then, it plummeted to the ground, its descent rate plummeting to zero just before impact. Finally, the ship touched down without raising a single cloud of dust.

Metatron opened the fully enclosed hatch of the airship, revealing his slightly damp azure hair. He shook his head and said, "It's not going well, Emiya. The mechanical device for fine-tuning the wings isn't working well. I'm afraid it'll be difficult to see any results in a short period of time."

The Type I airship had much better safety features, which allowed it to be tested with the assistance of a large number of elders and Lantan people. Metatron was the only one responsible for the Type II airship, a high-risk piece of equipment.

In this case, investing a lot of effort in this equipment is not really worth it - that's what Metatron himself thinks.

She pondered for a moment, leaning against the still-warm ship's wall. She said, "Emiya, don't act recklessly based on someone's whims. As long as she can create something cool, impressive, and unprecedented, don't worry about anything else. You can't indulge her like this anymore."

"What do you mean by spoiled!" Yin was furious. "I'm having a hard time too! It's obviously everything Emiya tells me to do, so I just do it!"

"You still know I'm talking about you!" Metatron retorted rudely, "Stop confusing right and wrong!"

For some reason, after leaving Toril, Metatron no longer deliberately kept his distance from Silver. As a result, the frequency of their quarrels began to increase sharply.

The incompatibility of these two people's personalities is obvious at a glance, so it is normal for them to quarrel.

But no matter how much they quarrel, the relationship between these two people can always maintain a subtle distance for no reason, neither getting closer nor farther apart, which is very strange.

From this perspective, it can also be said that these two people are too intimate: their relationship has reached its absolute limit based on their incompatibility of personalities.

Even worse, there were actually quite a few members on the team who were well-versed in human relations and had long since sensed this unusual relationship. However, they remained intriguingly silent, not making any inquiries.

It was Emiya who was the one sweating profusely—how much had they guessed? Predictably, when everything was revealed, his teammates wouldn't be shocked. Instead, they would put on an extremely contrived look of sudden realization and then brutally torture him, forcing him to bleed profusely.

However, this time Metatron and Silver's argument didn't last long. The Archangel insisted on finishing her words: "Emmya, you need to clarify the purpose of this airship: what exactly is it used for? Even the worst things can be useful. If something is useless, no matter how exquisite it is, it is just waste."

The Type 2 airship obviously couldn't be scrap.

Even though it was far from perfect, it was clearly a groundbreaking product—to put it bluntly, the Type 2 airship was closer to a fixed-wing aircraft. Even in this world, its maneuverability surpassed that of any creature in the mortal realm. It couldn't be useless.

Mars couldn't help but shake his head: "Master Metatron...it has unlimited potential, it's just not perfect yet."

"This is your current problem," Metatron said. "This isn't a peaceful time where you can afford to waste time. If you can't get the Type 2 ship operational quickly, I think you should prioritize optimizing the Type 1 ship, or even start mass-producing it."

"It's definitely useful!" Emiya said stubbornly, "For example, Silver can try to activate the elemental amber and then throw it off the Type 2 ship..."

"What are you talking about?" Metatron sighed. "In Abel, there aren't many things worth bombing with elemental amber... Besides, how do you aim and drop the amber accurately? That's another huge undertaking... I won't even mention how you're going to find your target from high in the sky."

Emiya was nearly sunk by that one sentence—apparently, extremely dispersed settlements were precisely one of the most troublesome targets for bombers. The Type 2 ship probably wouldn't be able to function as a bomber anytime soon.

Based on his limited knowledge of weapons, the missiles were definitely out of the question now, and they obviously couldn't have someone standing on a Type 2 ship shooting arrows.

Matchlock guns and bombs now have the same problem: they are impossible to aim at on ultra-high-speed aircraft - this is without considering the high flying altitude of the Type 2 ship.

They urgently needed a weapon with a long range, capable of striking ground targets from altitudes of several thousand meters or even higher. It also needed a very short lead-up to eliminate the need for high-precision pre-aiming, much less the need for spells. Ideally, it would have an extremely fast trajectory, enabling instantaneous impact, further reducing the difficulty of aiming. It also needed to be insubstantial and even have no recoil, to avoid accidents if it were exposed outside the cabin. It also needed to be small, not affecting its aerodynamic shape.

During this moment of collective effort, the test flight field fell into a brief silence.

...Strange, this weapon sounds very bizarre, but they seem to really have it.

Then Mars broke the silence.

He dismantled his Wukong Yuehui Sword and threw it into the engine room of the Type II ship. "Emiya, your creations are all interconnected, right?"

Isn't the Moonlight Sword a weapon that can perfectly fulfill this function?

Or in other words, this weapon will soon be renamed Moonlight Cannon.

Forty-six Flying Revolution (Part 4)

The entire Abel will be drawn into an endless war.

And in the current Freetia Alliance, Ashe Frame is the first dragon lord to experience this firsthand.

His wealth and prosperity may very well end here.

He thought he was quite powerful, but no matter what, his relatively independent position in the Fritia Alliance, which was hated by many of his fellow tribesmen but remained as stable as a rock, was obtained by relying on the location of his territory.

He was the great lord whose territory was closest to the Holy Church of the Elements. He had taken advantage of this geographical location in the past - and now, the Holy Church of the Elements had indeed made his territory the first target of attack.

This is the style of the Elemental Holy Church - strike directly at the vital points and decapitate the organization.

It's not that the commanders of the Holy Elemental Church like taking risks, they just hope to find the most critical area of ​​the Fritia Alliance, force both sides to engage in larger-scale battles, and drag more manpower from both sides into the quagmire of war, rather than having a war broken down into endless battles by the adventurers of the Fritia Alliance.

In short, the Elemental Holy Church prefers to focus on the center. This is also the inevitable choice given their relative advantage on the front battlefield, but their strategic mobility is far inferior.

Therefore, the reason why Ashe Frame has a high status in the Fritia Alliance but a poor reputation is also the result of being indulged in a sense: your position is so dangerous, and if your friends are all over the alliance, it will inevitably be too dangerous.

It's not that Fram poses any threat to Dragon King Kearney...it's just that the other great lords are worried that he will have enough resources in the future to leverage too much power to defend his own territory.

And now, it's very good - he has enough power to fight against the Holy Church of Elements, giving the Holy Church a certain amount of imagination, and the Fritia Alliance will not actually put too much effort into rescuing it.

Ash Frame knew it all, but he still took the bait - World War III might not break out until after his death.

As it turned out, he was not so lucky, and could even be said to be the most unlucky one: he had already taken root here. If he abandoned his territory and ran away now, it would not only mean breaking his bones, but also peeling off his skin and tendons, and he would have to start all over again.

So, he could only grit his teeth and persevere. In reality, the dragon's relationship with his offspring wasn't that close, and neither was his relationship with Greenwater—his full support for Greenwater was simply to make Greenwater a satellite region of his territory.

If the Holy Church of Elements wants to attack him, should they also pay attention to that bizarre elemental riot?

result……

"... Damn it." The frost red dragon rarely felt a difficult situation.

The Holy Church of Elements seems to have become more refined.

This time, the Holy Church of Elements did not attack Greenwater's territory, but first gathered heavy troops to capture the floating island and thunder flower.

Unfortunately, both areas border Ashe Frame's territory.

The only good news now is that many of the Thunder Flower defenders have been temporarily taken in by Fram, and their attitude is unusually good.

——Strange, according to his understanding of the Fritia Alliance, this is often because they did something wrong and were caught in the middle of the process, so they wanted to mend the relationship.

But he has almost no contact with the Thunder Flower Guards, so where does this subtle attitude come from?

But no matter what, it's a good thing to have reinforcements.

The Thunder Flower is certainly a striking landmark, but it is actually only an area of ​​a few dozen kilometers in radius... If the Holy Church of Elements is determined to attack the Thunder Flower, then the Fritia Alliance will definitely not be able to defend it.

However, Frem's territory is nearly one million square kilometers, so he has much more room to maneuver.

However, even so, when he saw Greenwater's bright smile, Ashe Frame's mood became unhappy.

I'm sweating profusely preparing for war, but why is your territory, which is supposedly surrounded by enemies, thriving?

You are so young, how can you laugh!

Ashe Frame said angrily, "Why? Did the Lantan people help a lot in your territory?"

However, I asked them to go to your territory and make some noise to attract the attention of the Holy Church of Elements, not to let you make a fortune in silence!

Ashe Frame was well aware of the dangers of elemental amber. One or two pieces might be fine, but once the scale of research increased, the chances of accidents would skyrocket, and the Lantan people were even more capable than he'd imagined. They'd supposedly been here for a few days, yet the Holy Elemental Church had completely forgotten about them.

Greenwalt was actually able to move in and out of the encirclement of the Holy Church of Elements!

Greenwalt naturally had no idea what his father was thinking. He looked as clueless as ever, grinning so hard that it seemed as if the tiny scales on his face were about to burst. He nodded his head rapidly, "That's right! Those Lantan people are truly amazing. They've come up with something very important in just a few days!"

"What?" Ash asked perfunctorily.

Greenwalt excitedly took out a small metal tube from his pocket - of course, it was made in proportion to the dragon's body.

In fact, it can be considered a cannon.

"This thing is unremarkable." Frame scoffed after taking a look. "Back then, the Lantan people also used this to trick me, saying that their most valuable weapons had exploded under the influence of the Breath of Change. In Abel, their gunpowder combustion efficiency is very low, and the lead bullets they managed to produce could only fly half the distance of my body. Now, they have finally made some progress?"

"This is a sample. The new product they've designed has even higher specifications," Greenwalt said, his words filled with the technical jargon he'd just heard. "According to the Lantan people, the chamber pressure created by the new propellant far exceeded expectations, and the old guns they're using simply can't meet the requirements. They had to rush out a batch of samples."

"..."

It was impossible for Ash Frame to admit his ignorance in front of his own offspring, even if he didn't actually understand half of what was being said.

However, he treated his slaves with respect.

Take it very seriously.

Very alert.

So, seemingly casually, he said, “When will the next batch of samples arrive?”

Greenwalt blinked and said, "They will deliver the next batch themselves. I don't know exactly how many they will send. They said they will also participate in the war."

"..." Greenwater was not greeted with joy or relief, but with a brief silence and tentativeness. "Their craftsmanship must be very exhausting, right? It takes at least several days of shipping from your territory to mine. Why bother traveling back and forth?"

Greenwalt was rather bewildered. He asked in surprise, "Didn't they come to support me because of the breakthrough in Elemental Amber? Then isn't it natural for them to return to support me once they've achieved some success?"

This time, Ashe Frame was silent for even longer. His eyes rolled, a smile breaking out on his face, and the two dragon heads rubbed against each other. "...Very good. All my hard work raising you paid off. You're finally not so rebellious anymore."

Finally, he said casually, "--Do you need any reward?"

Greenwalt replied, "Of course, just give me more of the spoils..."

At this point, Greenwalt blinked, suddenly realizing, "Right! Dad, you have to remind them. Now that the war has resumed, the front lines are going to be bloody again. Pay attention to the aftermath of the battlefield—the bodies and wounded must be transported back in time."

Ashe leaned forward inadvertently. "How can we possibly handle this right now? How about leaving it to you?"

Greenwalt's reaction finally made Ashe Frame put his heart back into his chest.