Magic Robot Aluminare

"Do you think you can fix it?

By order of Kansas, Lisette, who was returning to the rear, had her subordinate mechanic check on the fuselage.

The mechanic is naturally a woman, and the outfit is a work outfit that boldly kicks her chest in the skin. From earlier on, I'm nailing the gaze of the men mechanics around me.

"What kind of attack would it be?"

The mechanic woman pulled her body out of an empty hole in the body's abdomen and raised a protest toward the cockpit.

"The holes are small. Oh, my God, the contents are melting in the drool! Besides, that's hardening up, you're creeping up in a lot of places. Ooh!?

Eldo's enchanted Lisette's fuselage was very small because of the holes in the attacked area, but the high heat spread from there to the surrounding area had melted most of the internal parts.

On top of that, melted iron, copper wire, and parts of the magic circuit are attached to other parts, and even other parts are inhibited.

The mechanic woman had also never seen a fuselage in this condition.

"I got something like fire attribute magic. We didn't have time to land, and we couldn't afford to deal with it."

"I've never even heard of magic like that."

"I would have no choice but to take it. So either you can fix it or you can't fix it!?

"I can't!

The woman assures me.

"Too many maintenance tools! If you don't disassemble it properly in the hangar and replace the parts, you can't move it properly!

"Did you walk all the way here?

"If you want to fight a lag every time it moves hard, fine."

That's how women point their lips.

"Damn, I have to go help His Excellency!

Lisette taps the console dongly so as to bump the frustration coming from her impudence. and the camera zoomed toward the front line with a slapped impact.

At that time...

The monitor is instantly wrapped in light.

"What!?

And a moment late, the shock hit me enough to rock the fuselage so hard.

The mechanics outside roll down on the ground in the shock of the house.

Only a female mechanic who was examining the damaged condition of the fuselage was able to prevent falling from the fuselage by grasping the pipe that was right next to him.

"What is it?!? Captain!?"

"There's no way I know!

With that said, Lisette manipulates the monitor to find the source of the impact.

That was quickly found.

"That one."

What was reflected on the monitor was a giant mushroom cloud going up into the sky.

"I found it. Mushroom clouds on the front line. Maybe the generator exploded."

"Wow, on that scale, it's for Armunale, isn't it?"

"And I feel too powerful...... no way!?

Behind Lisette's brain, I had a bad feeling for a moment.

"What's wrong?

"Shut up! I'll get up, stay away!

"Yeah, too unreasonable."

With that said, the woman follows Lisette's instructions and gets out of the fuselage. Confirming that, Lisette got the fuselage up.

With a higher vision, see where the mushroom cloud rises again.

There's...

"Definitely, it's where His Excellency was fighting. Who won?"

We will check the surrounding conditions on the monitor. Soil smoke rises and the visual situation is very poor.

In that, Lisette searched desperately for Kansas's fuselage.

"Where are you, my lord?"

And find the Armunale shadow falling on the monitor.

"There he is! No, this guy..."

The characteristics of that fuselage were well understood, even over the monitor.

Airframe without left arm. Undoubtedly, it belongs to the ship's arm. And the aircraft that is falling next to it also sees the crest of the kingdom.

"Oh no... then that explosion..."

Lisette noticed her hands trembling.

I suppress my arms unintentionally, but I don't see how the tremor will stop.

"Regiment leader! It kind of looks like the troops on the Empire's side are dropping. Whoa! What are you going to do?

"Ku..., instruct them to pack their bags. I'm gonna go back to my unit."

"Yes, yes."

Women rush under other members of the team on their feet.

Seeing it, Lisette exhales with a loud breath the anger that creeps up in her.

It's easy to explode your anger here and now. But if we leave it to anger here to penetrate, it is visible that we will be slapped by the fuselage of other kingdoms. They are the aces of the kingdom. Someone has decided to rush to the rescue.

Then what should I do? Lisette moves her head, desperately calming her mind.

I am the leader of the regiment. Even though it's enjoyable, I can't easily choose to throw my people away.

"Phew - always, always take revenge"

Lisette glanced at the fuselage of the ship's arm on the monitor again and slowly retracted the fuselage.

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I wake up in the pain of getting slapped in the cheek with a patsy.

"Cool, I am."

"Are you all right? You know who you are? Where am I?

I'm Eldo. Am I in the cockpit?

Sounds like you're okay.

Batis, who was glancing at my face, exhales with a slightly relieved look.

"I was fainting."

I'll make sure I'm in good shape, remembering the battle I fought earlier.

Thanks to the belt, my body has few scratches, but the savings hurt. It may be in a whipping state, but it won't be like this any time soon.

"What's the status of the war?

Even if I try to put a monitor on it, the camera won't show because of the heavy damage to the fuselage. It's possible that all the external cameras have been hit.

Ask Battis, he got himself out of the cockpit and started checking his surroundings.

"Troopwise, this one's pushing in a lot. I can also see the other guy down. If we stay like this, we should retreat."

"Right."

"Looks like Kansas has a lot to do with morale."

"That was worth the effort."

The battle between me and Kansas was taking place not so far from the front line. So I guess the rear troops wouldn't have had to know, and the guys at the front lines were supposed to witness the moment Kansas exploded. So the moment morale dropped, it looks like the kingdom's troops launched a total attack.

Now, the front line is pushing pretty far into the imperial side, too, and the battlefield is quite far from here. You don't seem to have to worry about getting involved in the fight.

"That's it for now for our fight. The retrieval unit should be moving, so let's wait for it."

"Right. But I broke it flashy. How long does it take to repair..."

The artifice gorge is completely destroyed, the armor is worn out and the interior is quite damaged. Probably will be replaced from the frame.

Sounds faster switching this. Is there any exchange for the airframe recovered in this battle? Even a regular aircraft should be able to fight somewhat if Mr. Carine flicks a physical operator (sense board).

"For now, we're waiting."

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm going to sleep a little, so wake me up when I get picked up"

It's a battle in extreme conditions, mental and physical. Honestly, my eyelids are going to close now.

"Aye."

"I asked."

I left it to Battis, and I fell asleep again.

The next time I woke up was when I felt a small shake in my body.

Turn your face up and you'll see Battis at the cockpit entrance. Apparently, the impact on the entrance caused the fuselage to shake small.

"Oh, you're up."

"Oh, how long have you been asleep?

"About twenty minutes. I barely slept. More than that, they picked me up."

"Right."

Remove the seat belt and stand up from the seat and exit the cockpit.

The cold air stroked my cheeks and woke me up drowsy.

The battle is almost over and troops on the Imperial side seem to be retreating to the base. From the front line side you can hear Seung Jun.

And I saw two Abnomules and one Armunale running this way.

Due to the characteristics of the fuselage, the Armunale would be an Elexian fuselage.

"Captain Erdo, are you all right?

"Yeah, they did pretty bad, but I don't have a problem with it myself. I'm sorry, but I need you to retrieve the fuselage."

"Okay. You guys, get to work."

Copy that!

The Abnomules follow Elexia's instructions and begin collecting the parts scattered around them.

I got into the fuselage again and activated the generator.

The monitor lights up, but it stays dark. I guess the camera is still getting hit.

"Captain, can you stand?

"You can't. Sorry, but I need you to bring me a career."

"Then I'll be fine. I've arranged it."

I was going to ask for a demon conductor for Carrie, but she'd already arranged it for me.

"Well, then I'm sorry about Elexia, but I'll ask you to collect the parts. Especially the physical operators (sense boards) that were in the artifice gorge are of the highest priority. I'm not going to leave you a single shard of the letter, please."

"Okay."

"I can do something about it, and I can help."

Battis could stand up on his own if the damage wasn't as bad as my fuselage.

And he looks for parts with Elexia. But the explosion in Kansas's fuselage is blowing it to the perimeter, and it's going to be a pretty tough task.

and a generation of demon-guided cars approached from positions on the Kingdom's side. It's a career that Batis arranged.

"This is a lot more flashy again."

Mr. Ritz is the one with the face out of the career window.

"Yeah, well."

I greeted them with a bitter smile.

The carrier stops right next to the fuselage, and when the door opens, a loose face emerges from it.

Mr. Ritz and Mr. Bunois, Mr. Oreil and Mr. Karine, as well as Pamira and Katrea.

And the last time I came down was Angus.

"Mr. Eldo!

Angus quickly activated the flare booster and flew towards me in a straight line.

I'll hold it together.

"Oh, is Angus here too?"

"Of course you are! It's my job to support the crew! Eldo, move on to your career right away. 'Cause I'll check for injuries and stuff."

"Aye. So can I leave the rest to you!?

"Whoa, let Nona take care of it. Captain, just relax over there.

"Okay. I'll take care of it."

I'll leave the rest to the team, and I'll step out of the fuselage with Angus and go inside my career.

It's about the size of a box. The seats are all flat except for the driver's seat and the passenger's seat.

When Angus put me to bed quickly, he began to gauge pulses and such.

"Is there something that hurts?

"My right leg hurts a little. It's just not as painful as a fracture, so it's probably internal bleeding."

"Let me see."

Pants up, Angus palpating my legs.

"Yeah, the bones aren't broken. There's no bleeding, maybe bruising. I'll put some ointment on it."

"Oh."

When Angus took what he needed out of the emergency kit, he quickly applied ointment to my leg and wrapped a bandage around it.

The ointment feels tingling at the beginning of application, but gradually sticks to the skin with heat.

"It's got pain meds in it, so I think it'll pull the pain right away. But don't worry, bruises aren't healing themselves."

"Aye."

After that, Angus exhaled loudly when I put my clothes back on after a full body exam. And then you hug me.

"Good for you. Eldo, you're back safe and sound today."

"Naturally. I'm not going to die without Angus."

I won't die in the war. On the bed when you die. That's why I married Angus. I will never leave Angus alone.

I gently stroke Angus' head in my arms.

"Yeah, I believed it. But I'm still scared. That explosion, I could see it from the rear."

That's what I said. Power cages in Angus' arms. I've kept my body close together to make sure I existed.

"You're worried."

I make my embrace stronger so I can answer that.

Nature and our gaze bumped into each other. And Angus slowly closes his eyes.

I slowly pulled my face closer and made my heart jump with the sound of a knock rang with a concon.

"Ooh!?

"Yikes!

Angus is also surprised by the sound, trying to poke me out and let go of my body.

"Both of you, I know you're standing tight after the battle, but can you pick a time and a place? I'm here to report it. It's awkward."

Angus dyes his face so bright red that the hot air seems to come out of his head to Mr. Carine, who turns a frightened gaze.

I have a dry grin, and I really cough and change my mind.

"So you're reporting it?

"We're done loading the streets. And the Royal Army will march on to Camentoria like this."

"What's from the princess?

"When I got to Camentoria, I said I'd leave too."

"unscrupulous"

My fuselage, a Kingsguard knight, has worn out in this battle. It's not something you can fix right away, and now the princess is the same without a Kingsguard knight. It's ridiculous to be on the front line in that state.

"I ask the princess to refrain from reporting from me."

"Please. I can't believe you can give Inez an opinion, because this is about the captain."

I'm sure today's victory will make the princess a nori, and I guess I'm the only one who can grab and hold on to the princess's roots in that state.

Exactly. It's cruel to ask the base commander to do that.

"Okay. Anything else?

"It's about your fuselage. It's not a level of first aid repair, so you can't take part in the Camentorian recapture."

"Well, that's what I knew. You just can't help it."

"Right. It's not like we don't have a plan."

That said, Mr. Carine gets a little out of his sight.

Well, I know you do want to go out of sight just to know what you're trying to say.

"You're gonna put it together with a collection of parts, aren't you?

"Oh, you noticed?

"Well, that's all the parts are missing."

Essentially, recovered parts are inspected at the base if they belong to an ally, and diverted to spare parts of other airframes if there are no problems. If it belongs to an enemy, it will melt once again and be rebuilt as armor for the Kingdom's fuselage.

What Mr. Carine is saying is that we should soak up this inspection and rebuild and organize the aircraft with a collection of parts.

This, if you want to do it, is easy, but it's actually a pretty dangerous act to do.

At any rate, using the parts of an enemy country as they are could be perceived by allies as enemies as well.

"I'll leave the judgment to the captain. I'll be ready for you."

"It's like the answer's already out there. In the meantime, I'll talk to the princess around it."

"I guess that's about it for now. Oh, yes, the physical operator (senseboard) has been recovered."

"I was thrilled to hear a good story at the end"

Being able to retrieve them all means that no information will be passed on to them.

In that explosion, everything could have been recovered at a level that could be described as a miracle.

"Too bad it's not the last time."

"Huh?"

"Dear Ines, they've already jumped out of the base, so good luck waiting here."

"That bastard!

"Well, I'm going back to adjusting the physical operator (sense board)."

Leaving behind the bomb statement, Mr. Carine went back to work.

What was left was an odd sight of Angus, who was stuck moving with his face in bright red, and me, desperately thinking about how to stop the horse.