A Journey That Changed The World. - Chapter 956: Warhawk's

Chapter 956: Warhawk’s

Archer stopped admiring the airships, but they got excited when the three ladies spotted them. Sera turned to him with glowing ruby-red eyes as she asked with a radiant smile, “When you attack the Dragon Slayers, can I come please?”

“Of course. It will take a couple of months to train, but after that, the Draconian Skyraiders will be ready to fight,” he replied with a smile of his own.

Following that, the carriage stopped, causing Archer to exit and hold the door for the woman, who thanked him with a peck on the cheek. Once they were all out, the Imperial Knights stayed by it as the group approached the redheaded dwarf Solvieg.

When Archer saw the older woman, he couldn’t help but smile as he took in her appearance. Her wild red hair cascaded down to her curvy behind, and he found her strikingly attractive. The dwarf’s well-toned body was a testament to the hard work she put into her craft.

The older woman turned to face him, her yellow eyes sparkling warmly. A radiant smile spread across her face, revealing her beauty. Archer admired her for her appearance and intellect; Solvieg was one of the smartest people he had ever met and deeply respected her. Archer smiled when seeing her and spoke, “Hello, Solvieg. It’s good to see you again.”

“Arch! How has ya been, my future husband? Come to make love to little old me while I’m at work,” Solvieg teased with a smirk.

He laughed before answering, “Not just yet. I want to take a trip on one of the airships. Are you piloting one, considering you’re wearing work overalls?”

Archer noticed she was still in her work clothes, which made her grin mischievously as she said, “I wasn’t planning on flying again, but if a handsome elf like you is interested, who am I to refuse?”

The three women behind him burst into laughter at the dwarf’s playful teasing, causing Archer’s eyebrow to twitch with irritation. He shot back with a smile, “I’m not an elf, you cheeky goblin! Now, show us the new crafts, or I’ll have to personally deal with you, Solvieg!”

Solvieg giggled before suddenly hugging him, causing her massive chest to squash up against his, which made Archer’s lust soar, but he controlled it. The dwarf woman let him go before grabbing his hand, “Come this way,” she said, giving him a beautiful smile.

Following that, the group headed toward the closest Draconian Airship, guarded by the soldiers of the Sixteenth Legion, who were ordered by the high command to guard the airfields across Draconia.

Two hundred thousand troops were stationed to secure the twenty airfields established by the legions throughout the kingdom and the four surrounding islands. Archer observed that the support units actively assisted the ground crew and engineers with new projects.

The combat troops diligently patrolled the base’s perimeter while others managed the gates protecting the airships. Satisfied with the level of security, Archer redirected his focus to Solvieg, pulling him into the craft’s lower compartment.

When the group entered the airship, the first part had rows and rows of seats for the soldiers to rest. There were several rooms at the back, which Archer knew were the bombing chambers.

Dagny said she designed handheld mana bombs that the soldiers stationed on the airships could drop through specifically crafted holes. The explosives would decimate the enemies before dropping the Draconian Shocktroopers behind enemy lines.

Archer just came up with the name and voiced it out loud, “Once the soldiers gain experience in dropping on the enemy, they will be named Shocktroopers, who will hit our enemies from behind.”

The four women nodded before Leira commented, “Wouldn’t that be dangerous? The casualties would be immense.”‘

“That’s why they’ll receive an additional hundred gold compared to the army and navy,” Archer replied, then continued, “Leira, we’re outnumbered a thousand to one in the upcoming war. We need every advantage we can get.”

“I understand, husband,” she said with a smile. “It’s just that I’ve never seen anything quite like what Draconian has created-it truly baffles me.”

Archer chuckled and told the cat girl he would sit down with her to explain all his plans, which would make her happy. Following that, Solvieg spoke, “Come up to the bridge, guys. You will get a better view from there.”

Everyone nodded and followed the eager dwarf woman. They arrived at the bridge a few minutes later—a bustling open space filled with workstations and maps scattered everywhere.

Solvieg sat in the captain’s chair, tapping a few buttons that brought up something similar to a console controller back on Earth. She started speaking, “Welcome to the Warhawk Airship. That’s Grandmother’s name, as the craft is fast and lethal and will be used to hunt our enemies.”

“I’m aware of the bomb ports in the chambers back there,” Archer remarked. “What else is on board?”

As the dwarf woman starts the craft, she details its features to Archer. Archer learns that Manaheart Crystals power the vessel and all its systems. The craft has a sleeping floor at the bottom, a galley, officers’ quarters, and a warehouse on the other levels.

The floor they were on now contained the bomb storage and dropped chutes at the rear, while the bridge and ramp for the soldiers to disembark were situated at the front. Solvieg explained that the Warhawks were designed to endure a lot of damage before retreating, thanks to the mithril armor that reinforced the craft.

After that, Archer and the three women sat on the bridge as Solvieg started the engines that came to life. A humming noise was heard as the craft rose, thanks to the mana boosters dotting their underside.

He watched as the ground receded, and Solvieg announced, “We’ll be flying over the Avidia Deserts! We can stay in the air for days with the Manaheart Crystal on board.” Her words ignited excitement among the crew.

Archer moved to the window just in time to see the Warhawk swiftly pass over the Draconian landscape. He was pleasantly surprised by the craft’s speed, especially given its blimp-like

appearance.

While standing at the wide window of the Warhawk’s bridge, Archer was mesmerized by the view unfolding before him. The land of Draconia had receded into a distant blur, swallowed by the horizon as the airship soared higher and faster.

Below, the sea stretched out like a vast, shimmering sheet of blue, dotted occasionally by the ripples of the wind. The Warhawk glided gracefully over the water, its engines humming softly.

The steady rhythm of the craft’s flight was interrupted only by the occasional creak of its reinforced mithril armor. Archer noticed the Death Mist coming up, and they flew straight through it, followed by two more Warhawks.

When they breached, a wave of mana shells and spells flew toward them, but Solvieg laughed as she tapped a few buttons, and two missiles shot out of the craft and connected with a bunch of projectiles that exploded.

Solvieg then quickly ascended while shouting orders through the communication, “Let’s show these dogs what the Ironfleet pilots can do!”

“Yes, Mam!” two voices echoed back.

The redheaded dwarf turned to him with a big smile, “Now watch our three Warhawks

decimate the alliance fleet.”

Archer nodded as Solvieg’s demeanor shifted to one of intense seriousness. She bellowed,

“Hold on, everyone! Things are about to get rough!”

As soon as her command echoed through the cabin, she propelled the Warhawk into a dramatic nose-dive toward the enemy fleet. She tapped several buttons, unleashing a barrage of Draconian Missiles from the craft’s forward launchers.

The missiles streaked through the air and struck the enemy vessels with devastating force. A colossal explosion erupted, sending debris and fire raining down as several Alliance warships

were obliterated.

Amid the chaos, Solvieg screamed triumphantly while dropping Barral Bombs onto the sea forts below. Each bomb struck with a thunderous impact, causing the forts to collapse and

sink beneath the waves.

Archer was amazed at the Warhawks’ damage to the enemy fleet as the other two craft decimated the southern portion of the enemy blockade. Solvieg was excited and ordered,

“Destroy every enemy vessel in the south!”

Following that, the three Warhawks strafed the enemy while dodging the mana shells, and the ones that did hit them did minimal damage. Archer and the three women watched as fire and smoke covered the sky.Nôv(el)B\jnn

‘With these I can deploy the legions anywhere, but now the enemy know we have them they will come up with ways to fight back,’ he mused.

Archer knew other realms had flying machines than the Ironfoots telling him about a goblin empire in the north. That’s why he created many more inventions that the dwarves were

working on.

Following that, he told Solvieg to head to Avidia to explore the continent from the air, which

she agreed to as the other two Warhawks escorted them. The craft turned south and soared across the stormy sky.

Solvieg glanced at him with a playful grin and said in an excited voice, “Watch this, my future

husband.”

She pressed a button, and Archer’s eyes widened in amazement as the other two Warhawks seamlessly blended into the storm clouds, their camouflage making them nearly invisible

against the roiling sky.

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