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After dinner, Roland heard about it from Tilly. .
"Because... Feeling?" When the other party talked about the reason for changing his mind, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Why, no?" Tilly hugged her chest and asked.
"No, the rules of the Aerial Knight Academy are all set by you, of course you have the final say." Roland waved his hands quickly, "I'm just curious, I feel like this... What does it mean?"
"Representing talent. Sure enough, you don't know anything about flying." Tilly shrugged, "For ordinary people, practice is nothing but the conditional completion of tasks according to the manual. The same is true for the sky. But some people can imagine the picture of every action, and when he has not acted, he has seen the result of the action."
"Uh... It's so amazing?" Roland twitched the corners of his mouth. He did not deny that he knew nothing about flying. Without Tilly's help, the Aerial Knight plan would have been impossible to create based on the blueprints in the dream world. A qualified aircraft is nothing short of whimsical. Whether it is trial production, improvement, finalization, or training, Tilly's participation is inseparable. If you are an ordinary person, you want to turn the blueprint into a real machine, and then use the real machine for battle. This process may take decades. It's just that an airplane is a machine after all. Shouldn't the operation of the machine be done according to the manual and repeated practice
"Because I am like this." Tilly showed a look of regret, "You can't imagine it, it means you don't have talent in this area. Brother, if you are also a member of the Aerial Knight Academy, I am afraid that you will be eliminated. That group."
"Cough cough..." Roland almost choked on his saliva, and Nightingale snorted softly behind him.
"Do you think that you can master flying just by practicing?" Tilly seemed to see what he was thinking, "It's true that some people can link movement and feeling after thousands of practice, but don't forget It's a talent in itself, but it's only slightly inferior to the former. More people will never be able to reach this stage, and it is not easy to be able to fly. Who do you think has a better chance of surviving a war?"
Roland was dumbfounded for a while.
Without a doubt, the answer is the gifted. Spending the same amount of time training, such people can often reach higher levels and gain experience quickly in the war, while the average ability can hardly even protect themselves, let alone improve. From the perspective of the cost-effectiveness ratio of cultivation, the former can reach several times that of the latter.
"But you can't confirm anything with just one statement, right?" He said after a moment of silence. "After all, there is still a chance that it happened to be right."
"So after one flight, you will know everything." Tilly said indifferently.
"...What about the other two?"
"They all opted for a test flight."
"Oh?" Roland blinked somewhat unexpectedly. Expulsion from the Aerial Knight Academy is not a frivolous disposal in this era, especially when the director of the academy is Her Royal Highness. It means leaving a disgraceful mark on your resume and making it much harder to apply for other jobs later. Secondly, the remuneration of ground workers and chores is not low, it is also a stable job, and you can also enjoy some preferential policies of the college, such as buying a house, medical treatment, etc. Comparing before and after, it can be said that the difference is very large. "It can be regarded as a lot of courage... If you are fired like this, don't you think it's a pity?"
After all, there are less than 200 reserve pilots in the entire Neverwinter City, and every one of them is precious.
"Aerial Knight Academy doesn't need people without talent. The courage to have the courage to face the fearful beast is nothing but death. It would be better to let them leave early." Tilly whispered.
Speaking of which, the atmosphere in the office was a little dignified for a while. Just when Roland was about to pour a drink to ease the atmosphere, the other party took the initiative to change the subject, "By the way, I asked you to ask about the previous incident, did I have any clues about my new plane?"
Sure enough, she came to the office not just to talk about work, Roland jumped in his heart, "I think this matter can be discussed at a long time... The formation of the Air Force is inseparable from you, not to mention that you are a greater threat to the devil by staying in Neverwinter. "
Tilly didn't answer, her burning eyes showed her attitude.
Roland sighed to himself.
The new aircraft does not refer to the Unicorn, but a more powerful, combat-ready flying weapon. After Ashes sacrificed, Tilly cried in his arms for a long time, sad like a helpless child, but that was the last time he saw the weak side of the other party. When she woke up, she found the first sentence she said. In other words, I want a plane that can kill the devil.
She wants revenge on the devil.
Although Roland used a bunch of reasons to prevaricate the past, the other party obviously did not change his mind.
"Do you really want to do this?"
"You didn't have so many concerns when you ambushed Ersk."
"That's transportation, and it's completely different from head-to-head combat."
"In fact, there's not much difference, I've used my abilities where I need them most," Tilly shook her head, "It was because I agreed with this view that I persuaded Ashes to go to the front line. You know this too. To retake the sky from the devil, the current Aerial Knights alone cannot guarantee victory. Neverwinter City is at a disadvantage in terms of quantity and level, and only I can reverse this!"
"But the academy..."
"Of course I will take my due responsibilities. Before the war comes, as long as a group of qualified instructors are trained, they can continue to expand and inherit the team of Aerial Knights." Tilly was silent for a moment, staring at Roland. Word by word, "I know this is wayward, but this is my only request, brother."
Roland looked at her for a long time, and finally let out a breath, "I see."
Tilly's clenched fists loosened, "Thank you."
"By the way, do you have any requirements for the color of the fuselage?" Just as she was about to leave, Roland suddenly asked.
Tilly stopped in confusion, "No, this..."
"Since there are no specific requirements, how about red?"
"Is there any difference?"
"Generally, the protagonists who dominate the sky use this color." Roland said softly.
"Really?" Tilly raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Then as you said... let's use red."
When the door closed, Nightingale said with a complicated expression, "Your Highness... she's serious."
Roland rubbed his forehead with a headache, "That's why it's troublesome." When Tilly said the only request, he could even feel the strong obsession and hope that the other party could help her realize her desire for revenge. , with no one else but himself. If he refuses and turns this hope into despair, he vaguely realizes that he may lose the other party.
"She's changed too." Nightingale sighed, "But I can understand her, if it's you who's in trouble." She paused for a while before shaking her head as if giving up, "No, I don't even dare to think about it. to think."
Roland couldn't help being silent... He suddenly remembered a sentence, war will change many people and things, and the only constant is the war itself.
To avoid this kind of tragedy from continuing, the only way to end the battle of divine will as soon as possible.