I Became the Golden Sun That Steals the Academy’s Aircraft - I Became the Golden Sun That Steals the Academy’s Aircraft chapter 90

89. Attack of the Sigurdians

Gilbert, who checked the system’s notification window early in the morning, called Fermo and ordered all combat readiness to be in place.

Seeing Gilbert’s stiff expression despite the sudden order, Fermo quickly issued the order and completed all preparations for war in less than 20 minutes.

Finally, while the available Titan soldiers in the territory were waiting to be dispatched, Gilbert also linked CT-777 to the Titan soldiers.

[CT-777 Link completed. Gilbert, what mission must you perform this time?]

“Defense of Wiesbark and end of war.”

[Mission input completed. We will establish a mission performance scenario based on the given information.]

While in Wiesbark, Gilbert periodically fed information he had obtained to CT-777. If he had to choose the best artificial spirit at the moment, Gilbert could have chosen CT-777 without hesitation.

CT-777, which was always encountered as an enemy when playing Tactical Combat, was an artificial spirit that boasted deceptive performance even when understood through gameplay.

The level of difficulty in encountering CT-777 was always determined by the level of growth of CT-777, the artificial spirit assisting him, rather than the level of the knight riding the giant soldier.

Maybe that’s why it became a hot topic among users about how far they could grow if they acquired CT-777. I was curious about how far CT-777, whose performance varies greatly depending on the level of learning, can grow when it supports a character who challenges human limits.

However, as there was an official statement that CT-777 could never be obtained, users continued to engage in baseless arguments. There were also users who claimed that it could perform as well as Precia, the best artificial spirit in Tactical Combat and the artificial spirit of Colossus, the final tech titan.

Of course, the general opinion of users was that it could not surpass Precia, which was recognized by game companies, as it could not be officially confirmed, but Gilbert, who actually worked with CT-777, could not help but be surprised by CT-777’s performance this time. There wasn’t.

[Understand Knight Gilbert’s special abilities. I will sync to that ability.]

[Sync completed.]

[I will display information about Gilbert’s abilities at the top.]

The mini-map status, which can only be checked through the system, has been implemented in the upper left corner of the front. CT-777 clearly and clearly indicates content that will only be implemented in the system.

At this point, Gilbert could not help but be surprised by the CT-777, which was capable of such a configuration. It is clear that only you can perceive the system, but somehow CT-777 was able to access it without difficulty and implemented it in a more easy-to-view state.

Gilbert couldn’t help but ask about this.

“CT. How can I display the minimap?”

[This ability was judged to be Gilbert’s unique ability. Isn’t this related to the forced synchronization of artificial spirits that were not previously officially contracted? I have completed learning about that.]

“Is that possible?”

[It is possible. It is not difficult to reflect capabilities in contractors.]

Gilbert couldn’t help but feel devastated by CT-777’s words. At first glance, I did not understand that even though it was a growth-type artificial spirit, it could also access systems such as other world cheats.

So far, Gilbert has been the only one directly affected by the system. He was a representative example of the active skills and abilities he had.

The only time the people here were affected by the system was indirectly because of Gilbert. This is the type of special ability intimidation that can be used when the authority and leadership abilities reach a certain level.

However, as if it were natural, CT-777 showed off its ability to synchronize with and assist Gilbert’s system assistance. Unnecessary parts were deleted, and a mini-map was provided that summarized only the information Gilbert needed.

I couldn’t compare because I hadn’t yet obtained Precia, the artificial spirit of Colossus, but it was clear that the hypotheses the users had made were not entirely absurd.

Maybe it’s better than Precia.

Gilbert, who remembered the extremely fussy artificial spirit, nodded his head.

Anyway, there was nothing bad about it.

“It’s pretty good.”

[This level is basic.]

Gilbert couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter at CT-777’s unexpected answer once again. He couldn’t stand it when CT-777, which always answered like a machine, gave a sly answer.

“Then I will check your skills.”

[Command input complete. I will support you with all my might.]

While Gilbert and CT-777 were chatting, they received a report from Fermo that preparations for sortie were complete.

Now all possible preparations have been completed. The goal was to clear the main scenario with minimal damage, but I didn’t think it would go as planned.

War has always been full of variables.

There are no exceptions. That is Gilbert, who roamed countless battlefields. No, it was Kang Do-jun’s conclusion.

[Identification of unconfirmed giant spirit disease. The location is judged to be a valley.]

While I was waiting, catching my breath, they arrived at the expected intrusion route.

“Inform all troops on standby. There is only one order to give.”

Don’t die.

Gilbert’s short story about the expedition was imbedded in the hearts of all the troops who had prepared for the sortie.

“All troops deployed.”

With Commander-in-Chief Gilbert’s sortie order, the main scenario Sigurdians’ attack began.

***

Brinhild, who was infiltrating Wiesbark early in the morning, could not shake off the feeling of reluctance.

Although she couldn’t describe it, her sharply trained sixth sense was constantly sending signals.

If you don’t go…

…I can’t turn it back…

….Can’t win…

Things that were less than a sentence ran through her mind, distracting her concentration. It was the first time for Brynhild to feel such specific, negative emotions.

Are you nervous because you are about to face a war that will determine the survival of the tribal alliance?

Soon Brynhild shook her head.

It couldn’t have been that way.

Brynhild’s sixth sense was a kind of inherited ability bestowed upon her by her ancestor, Sigurd. According to the records of Sigurd’s tribal union that has been passed down from generation to generation, she said that the most outstanding ability of Sigurd, the founder of the tribe, was his sixth sense, which was close to precognition.

The power to help you avoid bad luck and follow the right path.

That was the progenitor Sigurd’s sixth sense ability.

After Sigurd, the founder, there were quite a few descendants who awakened their sixth sense.

Nagelung, who displayed bravery during the First Imperial War, was one of those descendants.

One day, he awakened his sixth sense and got the imperial army into many troubles. Since the area that cannot be explained logically is the sixth sense, Sigurd’s family achieved numerous victories through carefully planned plans and guerrilla tactics of avoiding traps and running away with only his sixth sense.

But the ability called sixth sense was very fickle.

Not giving a definite answer based on any basis, but making a sure answer based solely on intuition.

This difference may not seem like a big deal at first glance, but on the battlefield, such small differences could determine one’s life.

That was the reason why Nagelung, who was so brave, blindly trusted only his sixth sense and fell on the battlefield.

The same was true for other descendants who awakened their sixth sense after Nagelung. The faintly connected ability was clearly different from the progenitor’s sixth sense.

Brinhild, who had awakened his sixth sense in his time, was one of the people who knew the difference better than anyone else.

That’s why I didn’t blindly trust my sixth sense. She always thought twice and never forgot to build a foundation.

But this…

Brinhild’s hand holding the control went into strength. He doesn’t blindly trust his sixth sense, but this is the first time he’s ever felt a threat this extreme.

This was not about avoiding bad luck.

If you go, you will be destroyed.

Just as I was told, my sixth sense kept recommending not to go.

However, avoiding this war was not a solution. Even if the path ahead is destruction, retreating will only lead to extinction.

It is truly a dilemma.

In these situations, there was always only one option to choose the discarded heal.

[Arrive in Wiesbark in 10 minutes. Are you ready?]

“That’s what I mean. Follow along so you don’t fall behind.”

Brynhild responded to Tarhal’s communication with a smile that hid his anxiety, and his eyes brightened. If she was blocked, her way was to attack head on.

Being scared before even starting was not a word in her vocabulary.

[Well, good luck…]

Cow!

Before Tarhal’s communication ended, a roar that shook the valley began to be heard.

Brynhild felt as if her sixth sense had struck something red in her head.

“What’s going on?!”

[The empire noticed!]

“What? Does it make sense to notice before attacking? There’s no way that many troops came out without any preparation. This is how it feels…”

[It seems like they all knew when we would attack.]

Brynhild could not stand it and slammed down on her control when Tar Hal expressed the same sentiment.

She realized too late that this was exactly what her sixth sense had warned her about.

“Damn it! I will stand at the head of the warchief!”

She cursed softly, quickly came to her senses, and led the giant soldier to the very front of her advancing troops. She was caught by the Imperials before she could raid, but it didn’t change what she had to do.

“For Sigurd!”

Brynhild hurriedly shouted through the entire communication channel, pulled out a huge iron sword, and rushed towards the giant god soldier standing at the forefront of the imperial army.

It was to awaken the warriors who had stiffened due to the sudden appearance of the imperial army.

Fortunately, upon hearing her cries of bravery, Sigurd’s descendants came to her senses and followed her.

As intended, the handling of the unexpected situation seemed haphazard.

Then all that’s left is to take the lead!

She swung her sword with a burst of mana to strike down her foremost knight, ignoring her sixth sense that was still ringing the alarm.

This was a sword that contained the wish to bring victory with one blow.

But.

Bam!

Brinhild’s confident horizontal slash was blocked so easily that it seemed futile.

Her dazzlingly bright golden sword.