I Became an Academy Attack Helicopter - I Became an Academy Attack Helicopter chapter 93

93 – Chapter 31. Chick Training – 4

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Saturday. Second training session with juniors.

“I’m so sorry!”

Hermera, who arrived on the 4th floor of the old school building with a very nervous expression, bowed her back.

I haven’t seen such a neat 90-degree greeting in a long time.

Is this the first time since the first time I went to the duke’s house with Armion, when the users came out and greeted me saying that a small elderly person had come after a few years?

I’m glad I’m a quick apple.

Of course, the higher level of the intelligence department would have generously honed it for me.

Her softly raised her head, Hermera looked at me with her twinkling eyes.

“There. Mr. Erif. But is that really true?”

“Even though, Hermera.”

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Princess Ireana continued to notice, but the juniors in the intelligence department were very curious.

“What?”

As she pretended not to know, Hermera, who wiggled her body, pushed me and her princess into the warehouse.

After locking the door, she whispered.

“Erif-sama said that he was a humanoid spirit found with the relic. You said you would become the guardian deity of our country.”

I heard everything.

As you might have guessed, the princess didn’t seem to be surprised at all.

“Yes. That’s right, so listen to me carefully from now on.”

“Yes, yep!”

Her Mera was tightly packed with her standards.

To be honest, compared to the royal family and humanoid spirits, I don’t know which one is higher.

From the point of view of the human beings living here right now, it might seem like a royal family, but the royal family is sometimes replaced, and there are countries where there is no king.

On the other hand, humanoid spirits are considered to be the guardian deity of a nation.

I don’t know if I deserve that.

If I continue to live here, even if the king changes, the country changes, the country disappears, or the country is merged with another country, I will continue to stay here to protect the people.

Just like Arumanan and Master Chromanium did.

Anyway, it is difficult for the royal family and I to say who has the upper hand, so I hope we can live in a way that respects each other and does not touch each other.

Sometimes I can accept requests to train chicks like this.

Since then, Ermera joined the training of the princess secretly, and a fairly intensive training was carried out.

After the first semester midterm exam was over, the simulation classroom was opened to first-year juniors aspiring pilots.

The 2nd year pilot classmates, who played well, looked a little dissatisfied, but when they saw the items prepared in the piloting practice class, everyone was dissatisfied.

Heliport installed on the roof of the spacious classroom building.

Three testing machines placed there greeted us.

“Gentlemen. Are you ready to drive a real helicopter?”

The students who were lined up like swords at Armion’s words shouted all at once.

“Yes!”

Everyone was wearing a specially made pilot’s uniform that was different from the gym uniform they wore in tank piloting class.

It was an expensive item with a lot of strong protection magic and magic in preparation for falling.

The faces of the friends in the pilot suits were reminiscent of each other.

Some friends were nervous, and some were anxious to ride fast.

Armion looked around the pilot class students slowly and pointed at me.

“As this is the first actual helicopter to be boarded, Erif student, who serves as a teaching assistant for this class, will ride together. So, trust the clothes you guys are wearing and the protective magic on this helicopter so that you can control it according to her instructions.”

“Yes!”

As the story had already been told, I raised my hand slightly and stepped forward.

There were dozens of faces I had seen for over a year.

I cleared my locked throat and opened my mouth.

“Guys. As long as you ride this well, you don’t have to worry about getting a job.”

The children burst into laughter.

Armion and her teachers shook their heads, and Chermia and Shane grinned bitterly.

Now that the atmosphere has been relaxed, let’s talk serious for a moment.

“And getting a job for our military academy students means joining the military.”

The buzzing noise has subsided.

“If the state and people need helicopters, we must be the first riders to learn to fly them.”

I raised my hand and put my hand on the test machine.

The black steel body gave me a slightly different cool feeling.

“So, I hope we can learn it properly and prove that our 92s are the best.”

The children were staring at me without even moving.

“And more than that, I hope everyone doesn’t get hurt from a steering mistake or something. So I will teach you thoroughly.”

There was no sound for a while.

Did something go wrong?

Were we 93, not 92? I’m suddenly confused.

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Pair, pair, pair

Applause was heard from among the stopped crowd.

The applause that Shane and Chermia began to spread quickly spread among the classmates.

“Please take care of me, Erif!”

“It’s also our mascot.”

“Erif, please give me a good score!”

As many students threw words one at a time, the quiet rooftop became lively in an instant.

And I became quite shy.

“Hmm. So, who are you going to ride first?”

“I!”

“From me!”

Everyone raised their hands to fight for the turn, but Chermia and Shane, who had already boarded the helicopter, did not raise their hands whether they wanted to yield to the other children.

And another person who didn’t raise his hand.

“Claris. Forward.”

“Huh? I did not raise my hand!”

Clarissa, who had her head bowed, waved her hand in surprise, but she floated her around her and pushed her out, forcing her to come out in front of her.

Clarisse had lost a lot of self-esteem after going to pilot class.

It looked like it was difficult to hold on to because of the close grades among the strong friends.

Now, she pushed her, who doesn’t even have a big difference in height, to her exam.

Clarisse, waving her hand, stared at me in the seat next to her, sighed and, using her familiar motion, fastened her seat belt and started checking her device.

“If there is a button you don’t know or see for the first time, please tell me.”

“… Okay.”

She said so, and frowned in between, but she didn’t ask me for help.

Unlike the simulator, which only had the necessary buttons, this helicopter was not as big as my main body, but all kinds of small buttons were attached.

Confused for a while, Clarisse, who barely started the engine, grabbed the lever with a determined expression on her face.

After a while, the test plane came up with a roar.

In that way, the practice of actually driving a helicopter began in earnest.

“I saw seniors flying today!”

The end of the first semester is near.

Hermera, who has become a complete fan of mine, talked nonstop about the helicopter that was flying in class today.

The three-generation test aircraft were replaced with six mass-produced aircraft based on actual data, and their piloting skills have improved so much that they can now fly in formation.

There were times when we almost fell down on the way, but the latest protection magic, stronger than the magic on the harpy type, was protecting us.

Well, it’s mostly protection against falling, so if the enemy grinds an anti-aircraft gun, it’s a fate that you can’t help but fall.

It is said that my body-level defense cannot be realized with modern magic engineering and spirit engineering.

It was a bit disappointing, but when I think about it, it seems that the humanoid spirit remains the essence of technology that cannot be copied carelessly.

That way I won’t be treated anywhere.

“… ….”

Unlike Ermera, who was fussy, Ireana was immersed in her thoughts while holding the control stick of the simulator.

“Ireana?”

“Yes? Ah, Erif.”

“What’s going on?”

“No. I thought maybe I should get on a helicopter before I leave.”

From what she had seen so far, Ireana was hoping she would be useful.

Whether here or in the Holy Kingdom.

However, it will not be easy to ride a real helicopter without others.

Even though Ireana is a princess, the helicopter is basically not only a school equipment, but it is also registered as a military weapon, so even I could not ride it recklessly.

She said so, let’s keep her holding on to the simulator, but she had already cleared all her missions up to S, and it meant nothing to her other than breaking her record.

No matter how much you learn to fly a helicopter through the simulator and get good grades, it won’t be as good as actually driving it.

In fact, in the case of the second year pilot class, the simulation scores were all high, but when I first rode the real thing, all of them were a mess.

Cermia and Shane were among the best.

I think it’s because I’ve actually ridden my body before.

“Ah.”

Suddenly I had a good idea.

If Ireana can’t get her parasol out of the way, she can ride mine.

Because this is entirely mine.

“Ireana. Do you have time this weekend?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s go somewhere together.”

“Where?”

“Quiet, spacious and sparsely populated.”

Ireana and Hermera looked at each other with questionable expressions.

Time goes by fast, Saturday.

It was actually the last weekend of the first semester, with two weeks left until the final exam.

It’s hard to call it a weekend because there will be a lot of kids who stay up all night studying next weekend.

“Where am I going this weekend?”

“Oh, yes? Is the test okay?”

“Yes. I don’t have a lot of subjects to listen to.”

“Goodbye.”

Now, Cermia doesn’t really care where I go.

It’s not that I’m less interested, but I’m probably getting used to it because I’ve been wandering all over the place.

When we arrived on the first floor of the dormitory, two juniors in easy-to-move clothes rushed to us.

“Hello, Erif.”

“Yes. Let’s hurry.”

There should be a car in the parking lot that I asked Curst for…….

“Do you have anything to advertise where the princess is going?”

“Sorry! Hey, big brother, no, the Crown Prince always asked me to call you when we go out, but I didn’t know it would be like this.”

Students passing by the limousine, which stood proudly in the parking lot and the security vehicles that surrounded it, were looking at them in amazement.

We boarded the limousine with our faces hidden for some reason.

“Welcome, princess. Mr. Erif. Miss Hermera. Where can I take you?”

To the question of the driver wearing sunglasses with a heavy bass tone, I said the place I had in mind in advance.

“To Cape Pinkern.”

“I see.”

This is the place where the giant stone statue, Gravturm, was defeated last year.

There is also a drone warehouse, so there is a high possibility that additional relics will be discovered, so it is said that the excavation is in full swing.

Besides, there were no people living around it, so it was a perfect place for a wide training place without people.

I’m leaving early in the morning, so will I arrive before lunch?

If you continue training until tomorrow, you can get some sense of it.

Recalling the training schedule, my eyes closed without realizing it.

“Hot.”

When I opened my eyes, the inside of the spacious limousine was colorless, and I could see my juniors asleep, clinging to each other.

It was summer, so the air conditioner was turned on too hard, so I was covered with a blanket.

I got out of the stopped car and stretched.

“Ugh.”

As I was relaxing my aching body, I heard a loud bang in the car, and two chicks opened the door and came out.

“I’m sorry. I fell asleep.”

“Okay. I slept too. How are you here? Spacious and nice?”

“Wow.”

The vast grasslands and buildings like ancient ruins protruding everywhere.

The tallest black tower among them.

The sea seen over the open land was blue as always.

Ireana looked around her curiously and expressed her doubts.

“There is no helicopter.”

“Oh. It’s here.”

When they tapped the pendant hanging from their neck, Ireana and Hermera tilted their heads and then their eyes twinkled.

Movements usually contain only relics, not replicas, so you’ll probably notice what’s in this pendant.

“But can I take it out of here? How much do the escorts know?”

“Well. You know that Erif is the pilot of the relic.”

“Then it will be fine. [[Dissync]]”

A halo of silver was pouring out of the pendant.

Everyone around me looked at me in surprise.

After a while, the people who saw the silver helicopter appeared and started applauding.

I feel like a magician all of a sudden.

Ireana, who actually saw her relics, put her hand on my body with an excited expression.

“Oh.”

Suddenly, a light spark went off in her head, and something of her began to come to mind.

Is it a floating cloud or a fog?

She could see a past that she could not grasp at all, albeit in a blurry way.

At that time, I was probably trying to become a helicopter.

Isn’t it just an ordinary human?

I couldn’t tell if it was as I wished or if it was an instinct to return to the original state.

Ireana removed her hand from her body as if she felt something strange, and was startled to see me holding her head.

“Erif, are you okay?”

“Okay. I just have a little headache.”

After she rested for a while, supported by Hermera, she purposefully exclaimed vigorously.

“Come on, let’s fly. Ireana. Drive yourself from the start.”

“Yes.”

Ireana boarded the helicopter with a determined expression.

As I entered the front seat armament control seat and Hermera entered the back seat of her, the princess sighed lightly to relieve her tension, and then began to press her buttons one after the other.

When more than ten buttons, switches, and levers were moved in order, the rotor began to spin quietly.

For the past few weeks, I felt a bit awkward as I only rode helicopters without noise control technology.

“The sound is very low. It was huge when I heard it in class.”

“Most wind spirits control the noise for covert maneuvers. Most mass-produced products use their energy for maneuvering and defense even when spirits reside, so this kind of performance doesn’t come out.”

“Aha.”

“You know that communication with spirits is important for pilots, right? How many spirits are there?”

Ireana slowly began to ascend into the air, narrowing her brow as if concentrating on her mind.

“Four? No, five……. Oh, there are two more. Five winds and two fires.”

“That’s right. Ireana can accurately identify the spirits that dwell in her weapons.”

This should be enough for her to do a good job.

The helicopter floated in the sky for a while and performed various maneuvers slowly.

“Isn’t this the first time that the captain entrusted the operation?”

Ireana opened her ears to see if she heard the spirit’s voice.

“Is that so? I have to teach quickly. Would you like to communicate with him?”

“It’s not very familiar.”

“Because the affinity is high.”

“Hello. It is an intermediate wind spirit that resides in this aircraft, ‘Misfire’.”

“Ah, hello?”

Ireana seemed to be at a loss for controlling or talking to the spirits.

She seemed too frantic to think that she could get the help of a manipulative from a spirit.

“Uh, hey, the altitude is dropping!”

“Take care of the pedals. Don’t pull the lever too far. Did you check the rotor RPM?”

Ireana hesitated for a while, but then continued driving stably.

Her eyes were twinkling as she fired Hellfire at the empty sea after she received confirmation that there were no passing ships nearby.

She looked so much more excited than before.

I’m starting to worry little by little as to whether or not I may have raised a battle-loving saint.

Chromanium, the great empire of the Pavis Continent, was a typical military power that dominated the territories of other countries with military force and enjoyed its culture.

It has been more than half a century since territorial expansion has stopped, but many countries have tried to enter under the protection of the Empire on their own.

Even the Canael Kingdom, the owner of the wealthy islands and the ruler of the sky, had only a few folds in Chromanium.

At least, the man with the title of “Master” Thought so.

The young man, with his slightly tanned copper skin and nearly white blonde hair neatly turned back, was alone with a black-haired boy two spans smaller than him.

“A guy called the Admiral of the Ocean doesn’t make any sense.”

“You are still old.”

As Bartiers shot his tea, Master Chromium snorted and took a cigar.

Hwareuk

The cigar burned by itself and released a thick smoke.

It was nothing like creating fire in the air to Master Chromanium, a humanoid spirit of earth and fire.

It looked like magic, but it was pure elemental power.

Bartiers, who has no fire attribute, looked at him with envy and held out his hand.

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s shake hands.”

The Master looked at Bartiers with a suspicious look, and then slowly extended his hand.

‘I’m not as big as I am, but I’m timid.’

Bartier thought so and held hands with him.

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In an instant, a bright light enveloped Bartiers.

The Master squinted his eyes and immediately released his hand, and in the dim light, he saw Bartiers, who was much bigger than before.

“You are back. Not fun.”

“Oh, are you really back?”

Bartiers clasped and opened his hand a few times as if curiously, then got up.

“Are you going?”

“Yes. Because the job is finished.”

The master did not have to hold on to Bartiers.

He was a wanderer who wandered aimlessly on the sea, so he had no reason or means to keep him.

However, it was necessary to give a warning about the unusual happenings these days.

Because I needed his help to fight the ‘enemies’ I’d run into soon.

“Because you have returned to the hunter, there may be a big fight. The whole continent is noisy, so you too, sit in a suitable place and prepare.”

The master took a deep breath of cigarette smoke.

Bartier looked back and smiled.

“Well, it’s time for him and I to come back, so they must have come back. It’s still ok I don’t know if a ‘saint’ or a ‘saint’ appears again.”

The Master smiled meaningfully at Bartiers’ words.

He rubbed the cigar and asked a question.

“Are you going to another continent?”

“Yes. I think I will stay in Ireland for a while. If you have anything to contact, call Arumanan.”

“Don’t do that.”

Having a vague feeling that the time will come when we will meet again soon, the conquerors of the Pavis Continent and the Admiral of the Ocean started walking their separate ways again.

Rumors of a white battleship that appeared like a ghost in Langwell, the port city of Chromium, and then disappeared suddenly have been circulating for several days.

And the rumor spread to the North Continent Easel.

“Captain. It seems that the last humanoid spirit has appeared. A huge white battleship suddenly appeared and disappeared in the port of the Human Empire in Pavis. It is consistent with the testimony of soldiers who served during the Shinma War.”

Calad sat at his desk and looked at the newspaper, then straightened his body.

He put down the newspaper and leaned against his chair as if to keep talking.

“The power of the enemies is too strong. We are still building the infrastructure, but I think we need to be a little more careful.”

The subordinate looked at Carla De, then closed his eyes and spoke directly.

“Captain. I don’t think we can beat them. Are you really going to raise an army?”

Callard wasn’t the type to get angry or punish those who spoke directly.

Rather smiling, he got up from his seat.

“Suddenly all the humanoid spirits gathered. In the last 200 years or more, there have been only half of them.”

“Yes. That’s right. So, wouldn’t it be more difficult to advance into the material world or expand power here? Wouldn’t they rather invade the Demon Realm?”

“No. You should think the other way around. The gods sensed the crisis and called them back.”

Callard pointed to a picture of Erif in the newspaper.

“Does that crisis mean the rumor that the demon will be resurrected?”

“No. That’s just the hopes of old people. They don’t have an answer. If I knew that the demon had disappeared, I would have to enlist a new demon as a demon.”

His subordinates only pouted at the captain who dared to speak profane, but he did not say anything.

Carlad turned back with a distorted smile.

A lot of yellow plants were growing in a corner of the wasteland outside the window.

Watching the sight of the demonic crops taking root safely in the material world, Calad murmured quietly.

“I hope that crisis means us, not those incompetent old men from the underworld who are blinded by power struggles.”