Magic Robot Aluminare

"Well, I just wanted to say that the next two..."

Instructor Gazzle, scratching his head with Gashigashi, points to the fuselage on which Faras was riding.

"As I was watching earlier, this guy can only do foundation manoeuvres anymore. That's why they're coming in order on the rest of the plane. It'll take a little while, but there's not a lot of people left, and we'll figure it out. Next time for sure..."

One of the students is called by name and boards into the fuselage. I was dropping it off, putting my arms together and moving my fingers tonnes.

There comes the usual three.

Eldo, calm down.

"I'm calm."

"Your eyes are stuck... it feels better to say you're sleepless than to say you're sleepy all the time"

Leila and Leon are trying to fool me.

With my hips directly down to the meadow, I look down a little and check my feet. There was my foot there, repeating the poor slack even though this was it.

"How much longer do I have to wait..."

"It'll be a little later. See, one person is more or less adequate to fifteen minutes. The rest are three, except for Eldo, and it won't take you an hour longer."

Oh, my foot started digging the ground...

Three people, including Batis, sigh face-to-face.

Oh, is there anything to distract me? I thought so. I looked around, and something caught my eye. It looks like Pharas is getting even worse from the three instructors. There are several sheets of paper in the instructor's hand, and he talks as he looks at it.

"With that said, how was Leila's grades? You've already heard that, haven't you?

I asked Leila to distract me from the emotions that had accumulated in this accumulation. Until earlier, Layla should have thought about her future practice policy below with the data collected from the instructors.

"Overall, it is maintained to a high standard, and there is no need to highlight any shortcomings. However, if you dare to say so, you may want to make your movements a little more compact when attacking. This is how I rated it. In the future, I'm going to practice a slightly unusual way of moving, like kneading, lateral movement, and just defying my torso while I'm on the fuselage. Here's the occupancy data. Want to see it?

Layla takes the folded paper out of her pocket.

I took it and opened it.

Three in all. What was written there was the data on the fuselage we had just collected. This is what the instructor seemed to be looking at.

Consumption of concentrated magic fluid (hi-maggia liquid), fuel consumption, joint occupancy and loading. to what kind of manoeuvre you performed, is detailed.

Fuel consumption and fuel consumption seem to be a little more because of Pharas jamming, but it can be seen that the joint occupancy rate exceeds eighty per cent across the house and uses the entire body well. As proof of this, the load was kept below 10%, contrary to the occupancy rate.

The only thing with more than 10% load is the back that bathed the most magic from the phallus. Still, it didn't even reach 20% if it was well impacted with fuselage control.

Surely if this were the case, the instructors wouldn't have anything to say either.

"The diving sword made me laugh."

"That was pretty desperate. If it's magic, it's a limit on the number of times, and I could have shot him in a row, but the sword's only got two waves, right? Think about throwing a precious bottle?

"Because it's not normal, you think about jamming it. Depending on the flow, they might have jumped in."

If I were you, I'd provoke you as much as I wanted and let you attack me from the other side. On top of that, I smashed him.

"You're so stupid."

"Totally."

"Absolutely."

"Right."

We nod in the same way as we look at the instruction of the instructors who have begun to preach.

"Hmm, how was Batis or Leon? I felt like I was watching, but I didn't move that bad."

"They told me I was overloaded. The maximum load was over forty feet. The battlefield won't do you any good."

"Forty is certainly too expensive. A forceful change of direction?

If it was indeed Batis' character, it would be difficult to adjust the fine directions, and there would have been many occasions when he would move the fuselage forcefully.

Autogyros and balancer systems can move at the highest possible level, even with forceful instructions, so the fuselage is overloaded.

"Well, it seemed impossible with a move to avoid trees in the forest department. From now on, we'll focus on the forest and focus on leg control."

"You feel like getting used to it with your body. And Leon?"

"I was the opposite of Battis. It feels like I couldn't give up my abilities because I cared too much about the fuselage. It's not fuel efficient and I've been told I can step in more"

"Oh, it's easier to lose your balance if you don't pull yourself together."

If it is easier to lose balance, the fuselage tries to maintain its posture using gyros and autobalancers. It also naturally consumes concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid), which makes it less fuel efficient.

It's like the difference between a car that runs at exactly the same speed and a car that repeats acceleration and deceleration.

I wondered what habit my maneuvering would have while also having the character of a pilot in the maneuvering of the fuselage made me look forward to the exercise extra...

Oh, let him steer fast!

Thirty minutes to wait further. Finally, my turn is finally here!

"Okay, so the last thing Eld-- where'd Eldo go?

"Eldo's already on the fuselage."

That's what Layla points to, the Armunale cockpit. I was waiting for the instructor at the entrance. It just doesn't taste good to get in on your own.

"Ha... you can ride. Let them manoeuvre."

"Copy that!"

Sit in your seat so you can jump in and fasten your seat belt.

Check the behavior of the pedals and levers, no abnormalities. Hatch closed, start start.

Confirm generator activation. Maintain output primary stability area. Confirm the monitor is on. No various meter abnormalities. Concentrated Magic Fluid (Hymagia Liquid) 30% residue. Don't be like this if you're just using it for a day. Well, you'll be able to afford to go around the course.

Okay, well...

Step in the output pedal and raise the generator output.

Confirm secondary stabilization area arrival. Armunale manoeuvre - confirmation. Microphone and Sound Collection Magic Activation. Confirmation. Head movable monitor, no abnormalities. No abnormalities in the operating area one hundred and forty degrees. Display the rear subcamera on one of the lowest pieces of the hemisphere.

One of the bottom four of the twenty-four-sided monitors mirrors the rear of the Armunale. I saw the three Leilas there.

Commencement of operational testing. No abnormal shoulder, hiatus, wrist or finger joint. Legs, running normally. No problems with the balancer either.

Gear check, magic only has one shock burst on the lever index finger button. The sword waves one on both hips. Confirm some chips in the blade with continuous operation. There's no problem with the exam itself.

"What do you say, ready?"

"Yes."

Okay, let's start the exercise.

"Can I ask you a few questions before I do that?

"Anything you can answer is fine."

I forgot to ask you something important.

"This course is what we do every year, right?

"Yes."

"Then how much is the best time in history?

"... five minutes and 21 seconds."

"Okay. One minute, please."

"Call me when you're ready. Signal the start."

"Thank you"

Hmm, five minutes and 21 seconds? Leila's time was definitely five minutes and forty seconds, Battis was five minutes and thirty-two seconds, and Leon was six minutes just. Given that, it should be physically difficult to cut five minutes and twenty seconds if you usually run manoeuvrably.

Then there's one thing to do.

I press the upper switch or button to change the settings of the fuselage.

Set to always display the fuselage status on the remaining three sheets at the bottom. display various pressures, balances, outputs, Plus, turn off the magic aiming feature. Maximum fixing of aiming aperture to monitors 2.C (center slightly left) and 4.C (center slightly right). Allow the switch to decide which way to aim. Change the balancer function to OFF and couple each pressure adjustment to the foot pedal. The sword on the left hip is always locked to prevent it from coming off, and only the one on the right hip is switchable with the upper switch. In order to increase the processing capacity of the manoeuvre operator (sense board) to the limit, the processing capacity that can be sharpened will be sharpened as much as possible. Sometimes it's faster to do it manually.

Good, all systems all green.

"Teacher, please"

"Right. Then the Eld machine - start!

With the signal, I step in the pedal with all my might.

The airframe with the balancer off moved the airframe forward as much as possible as it stepped in.

At the same time, operate the lever and knock the upper body forward. Use your left hand button to balance the fuselage by adjusting the output with your feet.

Four monitors constantly displayed the status of the fuselage, and I started running through the meadows as I let the output distribution change to match.

"Fast......"

Sound collecting magic picked up someone's voice. Naturally, the armunale with the balancer off proceeds with no questions asked. There, what I said about center of gravity or stability will not be taken into account.

Set it up one by one with your own hands to bring out the best performance.

Round and round the hood pedal and the generator pedal at all times with your left hand hanging on the top button.

In a little while, I see the primary objective.

Left towards it. Originally, I use the lock-on function to unleash magic when the aim is narrowed, but my airframe, which has turned off the lock-on, is already narrowed down and cuts that time.

The specified monitor has the lock-on cursor lit white and fits to a minimum size. As soon as the target arrived, I pressed the fire button.

Zudong shock joins the fuselage, causing the balance to break for a moment. It also manipulates well, stabilizes the fuselage and runs through the meadows.

By the time my fuselage had slipped next to the target, the target had been crushed by shock waves and collapsed.

Twenty seconds to here. It's moving faster than Battis' fastest time of twenty-two seconds.

Again, it's better to control yourself, the fuselage moves as it thinks. Whatever it is, automate it, it's not all good!

Just two minutes after destroying everything in the meadow. The turnaround is sexual destruction with a sword, running through the woods.

Unlock the right hip and hold the sword. For the lack of sheath, the Armunale sword, which can be gripped if only the lock is removed and slightly shifted, does not need to be purposefully twisted at the waist to pull out the opposite sword.

We're all too caught up in the stereotype of the knight's appearance.

Twist the wrist of the fuselage and cut and tear the first target in the forest area with minimal movement.

The next target is on the shortest path. I lock the sword on my hips again that I have just pulled out, and I move closer to my goal.

He went down the branches, stumbled the trees, ran through the woods paying attention to the balance when he stepped on the roots, and a second aim entered his sight.

Immediately extend the right hand of the fuselage to the front and grasp the target. The fuselage passed directly beside the target, losing momentum and breaking the targeted frame.

After passing by, it's untargeted, and it's in my hands.

I don't have any ideas, I didn't cut the target a thousand times. This is what we need after this.

The location where the target is located after this will be a short distance from the shortest course. In order to break this, we really have to go far. This will be the place where you can most shrink your time on this course.

I dare to take the shortest route. If we keep going like this, we'll start moving away from the target in two seconds, but that's why we cut it a thousand times before.

Raise the output only for a moment and hang the pressure on your feet.

Strongly stepped through, the Armunale jumped high and represented its whole from the woods. The people watching in the meadows must have been surprised. Anyway, the fuselage suddenly jumped out of the woods.

But I'm going through this once. On my first battle, I went up to the sky to get out of the valley.

Even that fuselage has just enough output to jump high, so this fuselage can't have it decades from now.

Jumping up high, I control the fuselage and check the position of the target. Then he let his arm wave, pointed at the target, and threw the target he had.

The broken pipe becomes like a sharp blade, crushing the next target.

This is also safe by the rules because we are destroying targets in the forest area without magic. If you can't, I'll do it for you.

You shouldn't. We need to get ready to land.

Keep the output elevated and prepare for impact.

Zudong and the fuselage landed, as well as the monitor showed a strong load on the joints of the fuselage.

I use my entire body to distribute the load on the fuselage.

If you land only two legs, the joint of the fuselage screams at the load, but I also put my hands on the ground and push the load after I attach them with my feet.

Thanks to this, the joints were not screaming and were running well with loads within the assumptions.

And restart. Hang the acceleration with crowding, like Leila's mane.

The two remaining forests are on the shortest path. They were also destroyed with a sword, and I escaped through the forest.

Time is four minutes and five seconds when it falls out. That's the fastest record you've got.

Accelerate toward the goal with a niggling grin.

And I saw the last target.

Destroy the target with a sword that remains unplugged. Jump into the goal without slowing down at all.

But don't get distracted here. I use every function as a manual control. Naturally, the output operation must also be carried out on its own when stopping.

Gradually raise the hood pedal while dropping the output.

Return the sword to a locked state, wake your torso and go to the race. I let it go straight on foot and walked to near the school building, waiting for the instructors.

In the meantime, the balancer function is turned on and the other functions are reverted. If we keep this up, even the next ride is going to be a big deal for the instructor.

But while manual control is fun, it's still awesome. Don't get tired.

While stopping the fuselage, wipe the sweat off your forehead, remove your seat belt, and open the hatch.

The cold air outside makes me feel good about my lit body.

Well, what happened to my time? I'm pretty sure I got the fastest time out though.

I got off the generator and went back under the student and instructor with my mouth open with Pocan.

The moment I got down to the meadow, I was fast-tracked by the three Leilas who came running over.

"Hey! What the hell is that?!

"That move is crazy! Why do you get that speed!

"Speed, too, but the magic firing position should have been pretty quick. How'd you do that?

"Whoa, calm down. I'll explain."

Go under the instructor for now while you scoop up the three stuffed up.

Instructor Gazzle finally returned to me with us approaching and welcomed me.

"In the meantime, you've done a hell of a thing. It's been seven years since I've updated my fastest record."

"Thank you. How long was it?

"It's four minutes and thirty-seven seconds. Is there someone who can pull this off?

"I think you can do it."

Anyway, even when it comes to manual control, what you're doing isn't so different than driving an MT car. Well, you have to chatter the wipers and lamps while you gear change, but you can do it for someone who can. I could have done it myself.

If you tell him how to maneuver that went, Instructor Gazzle roars like he thinks of something. I'm guessing you're thinking about adding it to your future education policy. You should try and see how much you can do on your own for now though.

"I understand the reason for the speed. Good luck. I'll collect the data and give it to you after this. Just wait a minute."

Copy that, sir.

Instructor Gazzle approaches the fuselage I came aboard. There were already other instructors working on extracting the data.

I'll drop it off and turn back to the three of us.

"That's why."

"I can't believe I'm cutting the balancer..."

"You're not stupid to manipulate yourself that far!?

"Honestly, I don't feel like I can."

The reaction was more or less similar.

"Well, I've been practicing a little since the beginning, too. From now on, there are many free practice periods, and with a year, you'll be able to use them. But this is pretty tiring."

Remove the water bottle from the luggage and drink it up. Because of the nervousness, my throat is crisp.

"Then I'll practice. I don't like losing like this."

"Oh, I'll do it, too! It's gonna be hard, but if you can do it, you can be strong, right?

"If we could make that move, our chances of survival on the battlefield would increase dramatically. Aside from using it in exams, does it hurt to practice it?"

They all seem to practice manual control. That's going to make the last three years of exams all the harder and harder. Anyone who can't do this will definitely be dropped.

I've created sinful moves, too.

Exhaled howlingly, and when the sweat drew, the gazzle instructors called me.

"Well, I'm gonna go for a little while."

"I'm a little excited about what they're going to say."

"It's gonna be great. Don't end with a word."

"Say it."

While slapping lightly, I headed under the instructor.

The air there is somewhat heavy. It's just more the weight of the air than a funeral, like when your men make mistakes at important jobs.

Well, either way, I'm not comfortable.

"What's wrong with you?

I'm afraid to ask.

"Oh, I'm extracting Erdo's data now, but the numbers are strange."

"Weird? How is it?

"Only the left hand side of the fuselage has an unusually low number. Probably couldn't record it correctly. I can't make a precise decision with this. I'm sorry, but maybe you'll have to go around another time."

According to the material I've said and shown you, the less abnormal the left-hand occupancy rate on my fuselage is indeed.

The manoeuvring time is almost 100% for the other parts, whereas only the left hand is less than 15%. We haven't even gotten 10% between the start and the goal during the exercise.

But the other data seems to be well taken.

The airframe occupancy rate is 97%, except for the left arm. The maximum load is probably 35% at the time of landing, but the average load is cutting 10%. This won't have any joint problems either.

Fuel efficiency is also an excellent judgment thanks to the detailed operation of the generator.

If so, the left-hand figure would certainly look unusual. I just had one thing for sure.

"Maybe you're right about this data."

"What are you talking about? I wouldn't have obviously taken my left arm. I can't normally imagine not having fifteen percent up and running"

"But I barely gripped the left joystick during the exercise."

Yes, my left hand operated the top buttons and switches so tightly that I had little to say when to grip the joystick.

At best, but it would be about as gripped to withstand the impact at the time of landing.

Later, he moves almost all with just his right hand and leg.

The instructors were black-and-white with their eyes as surprised by my explanation.

"Why are you in such a maneuvering way?

"In order to minimize the load on the manoeuvre operator (sense board), I did all the manoeuvres I could on my own. I was also unlocking the locking function and fixing it with the maximum squeeze to the specified position on the screen, and as I said earlier, the balancer was unlocked. Without a balancer, the fuselage speed is better. Exactly, if you remove the gyro, you won't be able to maintain stability, so it stays on, but there's more, because I did all the generator output and pressure adjustment on the spot. I hardly had time to grip the joystick."

"Hmm, as far as I can tell, I feel right about this data."

When Instructor Gazzle snapped, the other instructors raised their voices of protest.

"That's such a mess. Can we fly like that ourselves?"

"That's right. I've been on a broken fuselage of balancers before, but then I wasn't on a horse level. Like a spring all over your body, you fly around on the spot. I had a hard time stopping it. Make it so easy..."

"But the data is consistent with the description. I guess the same goes for the piloting records, huh?

When Instructor Gazzle asks the instructor of the only manoeuvre machine (sense board) discipline who said nothing, the instructor nods slowly.

"There were no abnormalities in the collecting machine or in the manoeuvre operator (sense board). His words are proven by this aircraft"

"But!"

"Or do you think it's this mistake?

With words, a sharp gaze is skipped at the instructor. Unlike instructors in the Department of Pilots, instructors in the Department of Motorized Computers (Sense Boards) are quite skinny and, in one way or another, reminiscent of doctors wrapped in white. But the light that emanates from its thin eyes does not draw upon the instructors.

"No......"

"Keep that about it. Teacher Caron excused me, too."

"No, because it's the data that makes you want to suspect"

"So below this data, I'd like to think about a future practice menu, do you have any opinions?

Instructor Gazzle asks other instructors for their opinions, but they're not coming back.

Anyway, I've never done this before, and I'm supposed to get better grades than anyone, so I can't give you any advice.

"Hmm, so would you like one from me?

It was Caron instructor in the Department of Manoeuvre Computers (Sense Board) who said that and raised his hand.

"Eldo, I hear you switched quite a bit of behavior manually, thinking that the processing power of the manoeuvre operator (senseboard) would be reduced?

"Yes, I thought that if the load increased, it would be the same for the manoeuvre operators (sense boards) that would move poorly."

No matter how good the OS is, if the various operating data accumulates and the tolerances increase, the movement becomes slower and heavier. I thought it was the same principle.

"Surely that opinion is correct. A manoeuvre operator (senseboard) that engraves a large number of letters within a limited range will be able to write even more magic and how it works with a maneuver like you, Eldo. But simple magic such as sword locking, cockpit cooling systems, lights, etc. is easy enough to write into the gap. Sharpening it will not show any effect. Later, I'll give you a book with the content ratio of the manoeuvre operator (sense board), so you can use that as a reference and think about where to sharpen it and where to leave it. The cooling system, for example, is part of a system that manages the health of the operator. If you're going to do so much, the environment in the cockpit would be a little better."

"Thank you"

"Hmm, so Eldo will use the book in the future to review the piloting that's right for him?

"Yes."

Watching me snort, Instructor Gazzle speaks to the other students as well.

"This concludes the combat exercise, then. That's all I have for today's class, you can do whatever you want after."

'Good luck!

So my first combat exercise was to close the curtain.