With a roar, the first group of three planes left the airport one by one.
"Which side do you think will win?" Tilly asked.
"...Uh, do you want to bet on Chaos Drink?" Sylvie was uncertain.
"No, just guess."
The latter seemed relieved, "Then I guess the second group, they were all selected from the First Army, right?"
"Indeed," Tilly nodded, "How about you, Camilla?"
"It doesn't matter which way, my princess," Camilla Derry sighed. "Although this thing is indeed amazing, thirty people are equivalent to ten or so terrifying beasts. The effect on the situation is still quite limited, and I am afraid it is not worth your attention."
"It's just for now." Tilly smiled. "When I first came to Neverwinter, there were only a handful of factories on the river bank. You can see now, they are almost extending to Shoal Harbor. Besides, today's terrifying beasts and Four hundred years ago, there was no change, but these things have only been out for more than half a year, and they have been greatly changed several times. Who knows what will happen in the future."
"..." Camilla was silent, "I can't tell you. But I still have to take care of Sleeping Island. I've been here for too long."
"Sorry, I made you worry."
"No, Your Highness"
"I know it all," Tilly said calmly, "you should have left Neverwinter after the Northern Expedition, but you stayed because of my problem. Thank you, Camilla, I'm fine now."
The big butler looked at her for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, "I understand. But Sleeping Island can't rely on me alone. If you have time, you'd better go back and have a look. Those witches who stay behind are looking forward to it. with your return."
"...Are they still unwilling to come to Neverwinter?"
"Yeah. Some people are really… badly hurt."
Although it is only a small part, it also means that the bloody and cruel past has not completely disappeared.
Maybe it will never go away.
"I will go back when the Battle of Divine Will is won," Tilly said.
"What if the war cannot be won?"
Just then, a second group of planes whizzed across the runway.
Tilly didn't answer, but smiled, "The training has begun... Come on."
…
"Hey, do you think Her Royal Highness can really notice the movements of the six planes at the same time?"
Finkin growled from behind. The air flowed against the fuselage and made a whistling sound. If it was facing the sea breeze, the noise could almost fill the entire cabin.
"That's His Highness's business, His Highness has the final say!" Goode also roared back. At this time, he noticed that four of the six "numbers" on the distant airport had turned green, indicating that the second group was taking off.
Since they couldn't stay above the academy, the three planes in a group almost invariably chose to detour towards the sea. He can't see the movements of planes 4, 5, and 6 now, but there is no doubt that the opponent must have noticed their route, so he will never follow immediately. It takes time to climb and speed up, and rush into the advantage of the first fly region, it will certainly put itself at a disadvantage.
"I feel a little nervous when I think of His Highness watching me! If she can judge the direction of the crosshair, her line of sight must overlap with mine. Does that mean that she is in my arms?"
The plane plummeted sharply.
Finkin, who was interrupted, shouted, "What the hell are you doing! Can you control yourself?"
"I'm saving you, fool! If His Royal Highness can see the crosshair, do you think she can see your mouth shape? You'll be lucky to go to the mines then!"
He closed his mouth suddenly.
Goode looked around from the gap between the upper wing and the fuselage, and could only faintly see a black spot moving near the sea antenna in the distance, and the other one had completely disappeared. Obviously, everyone chose to fight on their own.
Apart from some basic concepts, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess did not teach the specifics of how to do aerial combat, and everything had to be judged by themselves. Perhaps even His Highness himself did not know that the Aerial Knight was something that had never existed before, and it was normal to need to explore from scratch.
Since there are no rules to follow, choosing an open airspace, and then adapting to the situation when you find your opponent, is also a safe way to deal with it.
He thought for a moment, turned his course, and flew toward the shallow port.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"West, go around the factory area!"
"Wait around? Wouldn't it be better to just wait for them here?"
"But that's just equality of opportunity!" roared Goode, turning away. "Just think how they'll fly!"
He really doesn't care about winning or losing, but the winner's flight time is significantly longer.
"How else can we fly, wait until the altitude and speed are raised, and then go to the sea to find us!"
That's right, because they don't know when the second group will be ready, the first flight group can't get an accurate attack time, which makes them more inclined to the defensive side, just like the knights who have chosen the battlefield are waiting for the opponent to charge. .
And there's a way to get him 100 percent of the best chance at the lead.
That's when the second group focused all of its attention on the plane over the sea.
On open ground, large-scale movement of the team is usually difficult to escape detection.
But the sky is not the ground, apart from left and right, there are also up and down.
"If only we can see them, and they can't see us, we can break the parity!" Good said his thoughts aloud, "You don't think they must practice less than us?"
"Ahaha... That's what it is!" Finkin patted him on the shoulder hard, "I thought I was scheming enough, but I didn't expect you to be more sinister than me! But I like it, just do it!"
Insidious... Are you complimenting me or scolding me? Good rolled his eyes, lowered the nose, and dropped toward the sea. The height is quickly converted into speed, and the fuselage is also hidden under the sea cliff. At its lowest, the wheels of the plane were almost flush with the top of the ship's mast, and this low flight drew unanimous glances from the sailors on board.
There were even cheers and whistles from the pier as the plane flew over Shoal Harbor!
The reactions of the migrants were obviously different. They stared at the sky in stunned expressions, and there was even a trace of turmoil in the queue to disembark.
"Don't fly too low, or you'll be sued by the police department, and we'll have to clean the toilet for another month!" Finkin reminded.
"Don't worry, this distance should be enough." Goode slowly pulled the control stick back, and the plane jumped out of the horizon a little bit and entered the factory area, which is equivalent to the west side of the airport, and there are smoke pillars rising all the year round. The second group chose Climbing here is unlikely.
"Huh?" Tilly, who was concentratingly watching the sky through the eyes of magic, let out a small yawn.
"That's... run away?" Sylvie also noticed this scene.
"Probably just can't sit still." Tilly said with a half-smile.
Under the vision of the magic eye, the whole sky can be seen at a glance, and the three biplanes of the flying group have all taken off at this moment. Unlike the first group, the first army cadets did not go to the beach to find their opponents immediately after flying. Instead, it continued to circle the north, until the third plane was ready to fly south in a row.
Although this move took longer to assemble, it also kept the three machines from being too far apart.
interesting. Tilly said silently. She neither taught the students how to fight, nor did she arrange the airspace and formation for simulated engagements. It can be said that whether they are dispersed to fight alone or form a team to act collectively, it is their own decision.
There is no doubt that no matter who wins or loses, after today, the content of the combat section of the "Flight Manual" will no longer be blank.
"Sure enough, they're not here." After confirming that he had not found any trace of his opponent, Goode immediately increased the throttle to the limit, and the plane roared and climbed into the sky. It was not until the wind around him died down that he turned to level flight, heading southeast. .
There was no reference in the boundless sky, and even if a second group of people looked over at this time, they would only regard the black dot the size of a sesame as a goshawk.
After the second plane went around a large circle, it turned back to the Aerial Knight Academy from the rear.
At this time, the three biplanes of the second group had already flown into the vortex sea and accelerated towards their nearest target!