"Wow! This feels pletely different from flying myself!"
Veridith excimed, admiring the entire view of the Demon Lord's castle dispyed on the s before her.
Ihe cockpit of the ‘White Crow,’ there were Lucciliane, Veridith, and Misako, among others.
“There’s more to it!” Lucciliane said, as she trolled the ‘White Crow’ to perform a series of aerial maneuvers. The mae flipped upside down, then dove down, rapidly stopped, and spiraled upward again.
Surprisingly, none of the people in the cockpit seemed affected by these as; there was no noticeable shaking. After all, the ‘White Crow’ had just flowirely upside down.
"I've installed a gravity stabilization system ihe cockpit. Sihe ‘White Crow’ has exceptional maneuverability and flight capabilities, it easily cause a lot of shaking during bat," Lucciliane expined.
“...But those movements weren’t just trolled manually, right? Those as felt as alive as a real anism, not like a mae at all.”
Although Farkonia wasn’t very familiar with maery, she could tell that Lucciliane's trol of the ‘White Crow’ didn’t resemble the usual button-pushing, joystients, or and inputs.
"This is the test development in magical engineering: a system where the mae be trolled mentally through a e. It’s called a 'Mental Synization Interface.' It’s still in its early stages, though, and its precision and strength depend on the pilot's mental power. The burden it puts on the user is a major issue, and sidering the energy ption of magical mechs, their endurance remains a major weakness. Of course, you don’t feel pain or anything like that, or else the pilot might pass out from it if a part of the mae gets damaged or broken…”
As if she’d triggered a switch, Lucciliane suddenly rattled off a long expnation, and there was a faint trace of Tia, the magical engineerihusiast, in her manner. It seemed like all magical engineers had this tendency.
“...Speaking of which, how did you know our races from the start, especially that I’m from the demon race? Is that also a result of the test teology?”
Misako asked, trying to shift the topic to a question that had puzzled her from the very beginning. Even if it were possible to detect her race, demons had beeinany years. Most normal people wouldn’t even know if they ever existed or not.
"Hmm? The dete equipment isn’t eology. As for the demons, well, as a princess, it’s normal for me to know," Lucciliane answered.
"A princess? Wait… Lucciliane, you’re a princess?"
Misako looked at Lucciliane. sidering her current high-tech attire, along with her deep enthusiasm fical engineering, especially the creations she had made, it was hard to imagine she rincess.
"Yes, my full name is Lucciliane tus, and the current emperor of the tus Empire is my older brother."
“Ah... no woiffany and the others mentiohat the Demon Race might get assistance, and the tus Emperht offer his support…”
As the emperor's sister, Lucciliane must have siderable influence over her brother. A single word from her might be enough to sway his opinion.
"By the way, now that we’re out of the Demon Lord’s Castle, let’s go see my first 'daughter' by the city wall."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lucciliane immediately piloted the ‘White Crow’ at top speed toward the city wall.
The sudden ge in speed was so intehat the gravity stabilization system in the cockpit couldn’t adjust in time, causing everyone, except Lucciliao feel a strong push against their backs.
"Hmm… okay, we’re here."
Ihan half a mihey had gone from 10,000 meters above the Demon Lord's Castle to the city wall on the edge of the capital. This speed clearly surpassed the speed of sound, and the ‘White Crow’ was able to make a sharp stop. Its performance was indeed worthy of the title of "the pinnaagical engineering."
Lucciliane opehe cockpit door, allowing everyoo step out of the ‘White Crow.’
"What is this...?"
Everyone looked up to see an enormous on, with a rotating mount installed for adjusting its dire and ahe on’s body alone was two to three times rger than the ‘White Crow.’
This was just the on's body. At the front of the on were four rail-like structures, even lohan the body of the on itself, bringing the total length to over 100 meters.
"This is a replica of a on from a war over 20 years ago. My mentor and I had a fsh of inspiration, bining my inal
to create this super-rge magical eleagic railgun. Its correame is ‘ECFKSA-30000: The Supernova of the Demon King of All Demons.’ It’s said that the power of that shot exceeded level 10."
"What?! Exceeding level 10?!"
This revetion was truly astonishing. Rarely could anyone even reach level 10, and those who did were sidered deterrents for eions, essentially ag as protectors for smaller states.
But despite the immense power of level 10, it wasn’t invincible. Without enough numbers, it couldn’t defend everywhere. However, magical tools were different. If successfully created, they could be reproduced, and although they ed great amounts of energy, they still represented massive power. The fact that this on could fire with a force exceeding level 10 was truly unimaginable.
What y above level 10? That was the godly level—those who, after the "War of the Demon," had to asd to the divine realm or risk being eradicated by the world.
In other words, this on could eliminate nearly all the powerful beings in this world with a single shot.
"It’s not as exaggerated as it sounds. The previous shot was a miracle, and even though we’ve modified, tested, and theorized, we’ve never been able to recreate that one shot. Now, it’s mostly a memorial piece..."
As she spoke, Lucciliane suddenly seemed to remember something and shouted.
"Ah!! Speaking of memorials, tomorrow is a big day!"
"A big day?"
"Yes, a very important day for the Demon Race. If you have time, you must e see!"
"Uh... sure, but what day is it exactly?"
By now, Lucciliaill hadn’t expined what the day was. Farkonia, uo wait any longer, asked.
"Hehehe, it’s reted to Zilliane or... who knows?," Lucciliaeased.
But she still kept the details to herself.
"Tomorrow, you’ll know."