Quit the team, then picked up a beautiful girl with problems

"I will strengthen you."

Winds launched a third charge, and Lancelot reached a new safe point. The magic power of the standard energy source surged into the magic gun, and dense flame bullets burst out like raindrops, drawing a curtain of fire in front of the charge path.

The lancers swung their heavy halberds forward to shatter the flaming bombs, and the momentum of the charge slowed down abruptly. Lancelot positioned himself, exerted force from his waist, and slashed with his dagger. The multiple blades, with the help of Windes' own momentum, continuously chopped at his chest.

The gorgeous Skywalker armor was wrapped in an invisible physical air shield, and the sword blade made a dull sound when it chopped, but failed to break through the defense.

Windus rushed into the sky, spun around, and prepared to launch his fourth attack.

This time, he also realized that he might not be able to win, so he desperately mobilized all his magic power. The Wind Chaser Holy Bell hanging on his waist glowed brightly with azure light, as bright as the morning star in the dark sky.

The griffin swooped down, and the dense magic power in front of it spun into a drill-like destructive wind pressure.

Li Ang shouted to the Holy Snake, "Xiao An, Gem Ray! Flame!"

The eyes of the Earth Serpent, which could already understand human language, flashed with stars. The red, blue, and green gemstone lights burst into a cross-shaped light. The gemstone energy bands flashed rapidly. In the dim sky, the blazing red flames around it scared the soldiers on the deck and made them retreat in a hurry.

"Die! You two bastards!"

Winds's roar and the griffin's scream came in an instant, accompanied by thunder and whistling wind. Leon activated Lancelot's spiritual power, and his spiritual power surged all over his body. The flame barrage was as dense as rain, continuously weakening the whirlwind in front of the griffin, but it was still not enough.

On the connecting rope at the side, the gems on the Earth Serpent's energy-conducting crown flashed in sync, and a red cross starlight cut through the darkness and collided with the charging griffin. It refracted magic power into fire energy, and no matter how agile the wind element was, it was burned by the flames in an instant.

Although this was a weakened Star Soul attack, the Creation Equation seemed to provide infinite energy. The excellent air shield created by Winders' level 7 wind equipment was worn away bit by bit, and several gaps were burned out. He himself was forced to be unable to sit still due to the high temperature and shock wave.

Lancelot's multiple blades followed one after another. Powered by the amplification spell, his blades doubled in number, and he instantly stacked more than a dozen slashes, knocking the red-haired man off the saddle. He fell to the ground on the deck, and the demon hurricane he controlled weakened instantly.

Rays of flame swept across the deck. The hurricane, having lost its support, no longer had the power to shake the barrier between magic and material dimensions. It was ignited, weakened, and scattered by the fire.

The gem's rays converged, and the remaining flames were blown away by the strong winds in the sky. The crown of the holy snake emitted heat due to the high temperature.

The ends of Winders' hair were burnt in many places, and although his equipment was fine, the surface was quite blackened.

Even his griffin failed to fly into the sky. It crashed into the deck and rolled several times. Many of its feathers were burned, and its previous mighty momentum was gone.

Lancelot sheathed his sword and walked towards the prone Winders, saying with a smile, "Isn't your summoned beast too powerful? I'm embarrassed to release my pterosaur."

Winders propped himself up and was tied up by Lancelot, his expression changed drastically.

"Assholes! You can't arrest me! I'm here because I'm an Imperial! I have nothing to do with the team!"

"I know, I know. Let's talk about it slowly when we get back."

Lancelot was used to seeing prisoners trying to make excuses when they were caught.

He smiled at Li Ang and said, "Phew, it was a close call."

As he finished speaking, there was a roar of an engine approaching from below, and the suspension device above a magic airship suddenly rose over the edge of the ship's side. When the deck was level, it was filled with fully armed soldiers who were ready for battle.

Among them are several powerful people wearing extraordinary equipment and with magical rhythms surrounding them.

"Why are there more reinforcements?" Lancelot sighed. "The strongest ones are here. No matter how many more come, it's useless. They'll just tire me out."

Winders said, "This is my family's territory. We will soon form an alliance with other lords and become a key force in the rise of the empire! The empire is more than just ordinary soldiers. Do you know what you are facing?!"

Li Ang said, "As a member of the Heavenly Group, you believe that the Empire can rise. What power do they possess?"

Wenders snorted twice and stopped talking.

Looking down from the side of the ship, they could see they were hovering over a large island. The layout of its edge indicated that this was a bustling airport.

"It's Spark Harbor. We've drifted here." Lancelot said, "During the battle just now, this guy was deliberately using the wind to push us into Ignis airspace."

"It really is."

Winders blew the whistle, and his griffins and the soldiers on the side ships launched an attack together.

Lancelot threw out the magic cage, and the metal ball that looked like a sachet spewed out magical smoke. A large pterosaur with a wingspan of about ten meters and covered with green feathers flapped its wings and flew out, fighting with the griffin.

The Earth Serpent swam down from the connecting rope and rushed into the battlefield ferociously.

Li Ang stepped forward to help the young man hold down Winders, and his hand quickly touched the latter's waist.

"I'll hold him down, you go ahead."

51. The Man Who Fell from the Sky

Spark Port is a prosperous port in the Ignis airspace. It is located next to the waterway leading to the Flores airspace. Many goods are distributed here, so the local Finat family makes a lot of money.

In the open space in front of the airport, the honor guard was on full alert, and officials of all levels from Spark Port were in place, guarding the nobles, big and small, to welcome the returning third son of Count Finat.

Unlike his two brothers who worked hard in their hometown, Winds Finat has walked a path that is unique to him. He bravely ventured into the blue sky, became a top sky knight, and even became a member of the top-ranked group.

This reputation alone has brought the Finat family a lot of cooperation and reaped both overt and covert benefits.

Upon hearing that Winders was returning to the territory, Count Finat decided to suspend some port operations and hold a grand welcoming ceremony.

Not only were officials and nobles present, but even common people could get free fine food and drink from a distance and stand in a suitable position to watch the entire ceremony proceed.

Most of the ordinary people and passing travelers came to join in the fun, but the officials of Spark Harbor knew that this was not a rare extravagance by the shrewd earl. Winders had returned a few days ago and was just participating in the affairs of the empire. He would be back in the afternoon.

The Earl simply wanted to use this ceremony to publicize Wenders's style and reputation when he arrived. In this way, in the future new order of the empire, this son who returned from the heavenly group would have the opportunity to lead his family to a higher status.

The parade process has been going on since the morning and music has been playing throughout.

Dorothy stood on the edge of the group of officials.

She had a blank expression on her face and didn't speak to anyone, as if any interpersonal relationships, fame, fortune and status had nothing to do with her. Those who took the opportunity to socialize tried their best to show themselves, paired with their carefully selected attires. She seemed to see clowns in a troupe.

"Ms. Dorothy, may I have a moment of your—"

"No."

"Beautiful lady, I am——"

"You're great! If you go to the parade, you'll be able to kick your legs straighter than those soldiers."

"I just came back from the Holy City and met many members of the Heavenly Group. Madam, do you know how they are different from Lord Winders?"

"They have a third leg?"

"..."

Dorothy felt that she had deliberately acted inhumanly. She did not dress up and dressed deliberately plainly. If it were not for her status, she would not want to be there at all.

On this rare holiday, she just wanted to make a pot of tea and read the serialized novel in the magazine, then go to sleep, go out to see the latest movie and try the new desserts, and then... no matter what she did, she didn't want to stand here.

She didn't want to be bombarded with meaningful gazes from people around her, and she didn't want to be approached with various ulterior motives even though she had clearly made a gesture of rejection.

Some people want to squeeze into the class she is naturally in because of her birth, some people simply cast a wide net to socialize, and some people have a simpler purpose - they do it for her herself.

Maybe some of these people know who she is, but that doesn’t matter. It’s not uncommon to see ladies who are dignified in front of others but absurd behind their backs. Why can’t she be one of them?

Even though she simply wore her hair in a bun, deliberately asked the hairstylist to add cool colors when dyeing her hair, dyeing it a crude ginger color, and wore inconspicuous brown contact lenses - which she had to ask someone to buy in the Magic City, all these efforts were rewarded with compliments such as "You really bring out your sweetness."

The annoying thing is that no matter what clothes I wear, I look alluring in the eyes of others. They whisper that if I wear one less piece I'll look skinny, and if I wear one more piece I'll look cumbersome.

She wore long-sleeved gloves, a long skirt that covered her body, thin cotton socks with wrinkled edges on the hems of her shoes, and a necklace that fit snugly around her neck, trying not to reveal any skin other than her face.

Dorothy didn't hate being praised, she just didn't like talking to others.

So annoying, so annoying, so annoying... Why am I here... Damn Finat family... Is it necessary to hold a ceremony to welcome a monkey?

It's so noisy, so noisy, so noisy... Can you play music that sounds like it's meant for human ears? Wow, those soldiers on parade can't even march in unison, their hands and feet are so out of sync, forget about ogling the ladies beside them... Damn, they're looking right at me.

Dorothy missed wrapping herself in the quilt more and more. She lowered her eyes, trying to isolate herself from the intrusion of others.

Suddenly, she felt the people next to her start to move in one direction, and the tips of their shoes that were tentatively trying to stop in front of her also turned.

Wenders Finat is back?

The curtain of her eyelashes rose quietly, and she saw the crowd looking up at the sky in surprise. The commotion drowned out the gradually fading music.

In the sky, a large airship was surrounded by a blue-black storm, with swirling wind columns even on the deck.

A large and sturdy griffin carrying its knight charged towards the deck from the air. Obviously, his enemy was there.

It's Wenders! He's fighting!

Some shouted confidently, some cursed anyone who dared to challenge the authority of the Finat family, some simply clamored from the perspective of the "empire" that Dorothy disliked, some thought it was a show, and some didn't care whether it was a show or not, but thought it was an opportunity to show the power of Wenders.

"Am I the only one who sees a large, beautiful snake on that ship? Is it any ordinary monster?" Dorothy thought.

She felt that things were not that simple.

However, she also didn't care about the specifics.

She just thought it would be better if Winders could be beaten to death.

Count Finat called for help and quickly asked them to take the soldiers to the nearby anchorage to start the airship and provide air support.

Dorothy kept cheering for the invisible enemy in her heart.

Especially when Windus finished his charge and launched another one, others might be cheering or praising Windus's strength, but Dorothy was thinking in her heart: I missed, I definitely missed, come on, knock him off the griffin.

All her morning annoyance was swept away, and she unconsciously clenched her fists. She only realized it when she felt the silky fabric of the gloves on her palms.

Just when she was about to lose control of her voice, a deep and old voice sounded behind her.

"Miss, you should know that the family hopes for the development of your relationship with Mr. Winders. Please do not show an attitude that will cause others to criticize you. Respect yourself."

Dorothy felt as if her light and flying emotions were strangled by something. It was clear, heavy, and cold, slowly pulling her back to the ground of reality.

This voice did not belong to an unrelated other, but to the housekeeper who came with her from home to prevent her from delaying the family's cause due to "lack of self-respect".

Dorothy took a little effort to regulate the breath in her chest before she successfully transformed it into the short sentence "I know."

She still looked at the sky, but after being reminded, she realized again that she should not have any expectations of fate.

All the expectations and fantasies have never been realized, so how can it be possible to expect a member of the top group like Wenders to be defeated?

Wenders launched another charge, and the crowd's excitement grew, as if it was a grand performance specially presented for today.

But when the snake-like monster emitted explosive flames, Winders did not fly into the sky on the griffin again.

The cheers suddenly slowed down.

The supporting airships arrived at high altitude, triggering another battle, and the air was in chaos.

Following a burst of energy shock waves and explosions, many people were blown out of the ship and fell freely, while others jumped from the air.

No, it's not just one person, it seems to be——

The crowd screamed and ran to avoid the man, leaving Dorothy standing there dumbfounded, staring at the falling figure.

On the morning of May 300, 5 of the Guild Calendar, in front of Miss Dorothy Campbell, Wenders Finat was dropped from the sky by Leon and his head was stepped into the ground.

52. Wind Chaser Holy Bell

The help that Winders found was just a drop in the bucket. Although there were adventurers of extraordinary realm among them, Lancelot, who was activated by Leon's spirituality, was like a god of war.

The performance of his standard equipment of the Order Air Cavalry Regiment was greatly improved. In addition, he already had 7th-level professional skills. After being spiritually activated and amplified, his control over magic power and body's explosive power jumped directly to a higher level. The magic bullets and multiple sword blades he released intertwined like a torrential rain, knocking down the attacking enemies in large numbers.

At the last moment, Winders tried to use his equipment to fly out of the ship and escape, but was kicked to the ground by Leon.

Since the two of them were supported by the magical airflow, plus the air shield provided by the excellent equipment, Winders could not be kicked to death, but he was inevitably in pain and unable to get up.

Lancelot later came to the ground, and the other military forces of Spark Harbor surrounded him.

They were armed and on high alert, but they posed no real threat; they were simply making a gesture to ensure the port would not fall into complete chaos and to maintain the dignity of the rulers.

"Huh, I finally understand why the young lady is thinking about you. This trick is really cool, but it's a bit tiring afterwards. Only someone with the talent of the young lady can not worry about this."

Lancelot, who belongs to the warrior type profession, is physically strong. Although he has the sequelae of fatigue, his actions and work are not affected.

As Lancelot was chatting casually, a middle-aged man with red hair and beard came closer surrounded by soldiers. He was Windus's father, Earl Finat, the ruler of Spark Harbor.

The Earl asked the soldiers to lay down their weapons and salute. In front of the members of the Order, he seemed very sincere. He tried his best to ease the tense atmosphere and said that the Empire was not acting recklessly. It was already negotiating a new way of getting along with the Sky Knights Guild, but the specific details had not yet been determined, so the Order Flame Group did not know.

Of course, Lancelot would not believe it. Public officials like him only recognized clear documents.

However, taking Winders away now was impossible. The battle over Spark Harbor had deterred many ships from approaching, and those already in port had simply left. By the time the Count arrived, there were no more airships at the port. The remaining ships all had vested interests in the mainland, and upon seeing Count Finat, they dared not move.

Leon asked Lancelot, "Where are the two airships I captured and your patrol boat?"

"Uh, I asked the ordinary members to send them back to the Order Hall."

"You bastard. Are you prepared for us to lose?"

"Oh, this is a foolproof plan," Lancelot said. "Just wait for our group to send a ship and it will be over."

Although Lancelot has flying monsters, the monsters have to spend energy to fight against various air currents in the air when traveling between sky islands, so most flying monsters can only migrate between nearby islands and cannot travel long distances.

However, when Lancelot contacted the Flame Corps headquarters, no one responded on the other end of the communicator.

"Impossible?" Lancelot asked doubtfully, "There's always someone on duty at the communications center."

Lancelot continued to make calls while also keeping an eye on Windus. Count Finat kept trying to convince Lancelot that this was all a misunderstanding, which annoyed Lancelot: "Okay, let him go home, but I'll stay by his side."