Chapter 735 735 Window Seats
Once the cargo plane was pushed back to line up with the runway, the copilot waved back at the passengers.
"If you don't mind, could one of you activate the auxiliary wind and gravity inscriptions for us? If you do it, it will be much stronger than what the two of us can manage." She asked.
"I've got it. Start your takeoff preparations." Wolfe agreed.
With a surge of mana, the spells came to life, and the plane began to hum with magical power.New novel chapters are published on
The turbines spun up to speed with a whistle, and the aircraft shuddered as the wind picked up, providing lift to the wings as they began to roll down the runway. The Gravity array pulled them upward and forward, offsetting the natural gravity in the area, and the plane lurched into the air, carefully not tilted too nose high so that they wouldn't disturb their cargo.
The pilots both had extensive experience with this craft lately, and restacking cargo was not on anyone's list of favourite activities. Even if the plane got there a little earlier, it would leave later if they had to rework the shipment, so the smooth takeoff actually saved them time in the long run.
"How does this thing even fly? There are no propellors. I saw propellors on the other ones." One of the Demons asked.
"They're enclosed in the nacelle. There are a few rows of them, and they're driven by fire magic in a chamber behind that, which is fed by compressed air. Sorry, that's about all that I know of it, but the witches who design and maintain these things know a lot more about how they're made.
I learned how to make the motor ones with propellors, as they run on lightning magic, and I'm at the Adept Proficiency with that Element, and have been for some time. My fire skills only caught up when I advanced to the Saint Rank." Wolfe explained.
"Interesting. I will have to talk to them. We are moving so fast through the air that I don't think any Demon could keep up with us. It would change everything about travel between the regions.
By any sort of normal logic, they should have still had a decade to prepare.
"Oh, look down there. Angry midgets." One of the Demons called out, drawing everyone's attention to the starboard side of the aircraft.
The Angry Midgets turned out to be a military patrol of witches, nearly five hundred strong, and headed north in the same direction that the plane was travelling.
Wolfe wasn't sure whether they had spotted the plane, but he was certain that they would find the reason for such a large deployment soon.
"The target should be coming soon, and there they are. It looks like it's mostly snow beasts, and they're spreading frozen ground with them. That's got to be the easiest identification I've ever done." One of the Fae laughed.
"Well, let's go say hello. Is there another military force in the area? If there is, find us somewhere to land. I'll top up the mana pool if we need to make a sudden transition." Wolfe instructed.
"There is a defensive fortification ten kilometres from the leading edge of the monster tide. It looks like they're well-
prepared, but do we have anyone here who belongs to this region?" Ella asked.
One of the Fae raised his hand. "I do. My boss should be here somewhere, but this is within our assigned region. What's the plan?"
Wolfe smiled at him.
"How do you feel about an airdrop?"