A Journey That Changed The World. - Chapter 957: Twirly Whirlies

Chapter 957: Twirly Whirlies

Archer, Leira, Sia, and Sera watched as the Warhawk soared above the sea while dodging the storm clouds. Solvieg was a good pilot and seemed to enjoy flying the way she was while calling out orders to the other two crafts, escorting them.

While flying, the older dwarf spoke, “Arch! Come here and take a look at this.”

‘I wonder what she wants,’ he wondered while approaching the redhead, pointing at the sea below.

Archer squinted his eyes to see two massive sea monsters fighting. The water was turning red as the two colossal creatures tore into each other, “I’m glad I want to create an underwater force. I hate fighting down there.”

Solvieg giggled and said amusedly, “Your little idea has kept Grandmother locked in her workshop for days. I’m convinced that being here in Draconia has made her younger; she’s bouncing around the mansion smilingly.”

Archer smiled sincerely and replied, “You Ironfoots are truly amazing. I admire each of you for your brilliance and innovations.”

This made Solviegs checks go as red as her hair, but a beautiful smile appeared, “Thank you, Arch. That means a lot,” she thanked him while ascending.

An alarm started ringing, causing Sia to question from behind them, “What is that warning you of?”

“Flying monsters,” the dwarf woman said. “They could damage the Warhawks, but Dagny designed a deterrent. Now watch, My King.”

Archer watched as the Solvieg started clicking some buttons before speaking to the other two crafts, “Activate the Twirly Whirlies to keep them away!”

When the group heard the dwarves’ words, they laughed, but when the Warhawks were covered by swinging chains that lashed out whenever the monsters closed in, they slapped the creatures out of the sky.

The women watched as the giant, evil-looking eagles plummeted to the sea below. Archer was amazed by the craftsman’s ingenious defensive measures, which caused him to praise Solvieg, “These are brilliant; they are keeping the monster at bay.”‘

“That’s not all; wait a few seconds, Arch,” she replied while not taking her eyes off the swarm of monsters.

Archer scanned the monsters to see what rank they were.

[Stormeagles]

[Rank: A+]

‘Not that strong,’ he pondered with an excited smile.

While watching the scene, a rattling noise rang out as smaller mana shells flew out of the Warhawks, decimating the horde of flying monsters, but that’s when the Stormeagles gathered together before charging the crafts.

Solvieg shouted through the communication devices, “Fire the Twirly Whirlies! Keep fire with the Gattling Cannons!”

Following that, Archer watched the spinning chains get fired from the three Warhawks, which ripped the flying monsters apart as the cannons peppered the survivors with the mana shells, causing explosions to light up the sky.

Sera and Leira were standing by the windows. Their eyes glowed excitedly, and hundreds of monsters plummeted into the sea below. Once the creatures were dealt with, the three crafts made it to the southern coast of Avidia after an hour of straight flying.

When Archer looked out the window, he saw a large port city with orange banners hanging from the wall, which caught his interest. The cat girl stepped beside him and spoke, “We are currently over the Fire Elves known as the Duskfire Empire. They specialize in war machines and fire mages that can devastate enemies.”

Archer nodded thoughtfully and asked, “What other empires or kingdoms are based in Avidia, my beautiful cat girl?”

Leira pondered momentarily before replying, “The Moonriver Empire, home to the Sea Elves, stretches along the western coast. To the east is the Goldenheart Empire. As for the north, it’s ruled by Demons of the Darkthrone Kingdom.

“And what about the central part?” Archer inquired.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“That region is unclaimed, my love,” Leira answered. “It’s a vast desert plagued by demon and sea elf raids and inhabited by various tribes.”

Following that, Solvieg flew across Avidia. When he passed over the numerous realms, he was amazed to see a mixture of desert grasslands, much like Southland, stretching in all directions.

Still, it was even hotter when the dwarf woman pointed out the Duskfire capital built on the side of an active volcano. This shocked Archer, but thanks to his eyesight, he saw people watching the three crafts with amazement while the soldiers panicked.

They tried to attack, but the Warhawks dodged easily before turning around and heading back to Draconia.

While traveling, Archer was pleased to be alerted to Dellah’s new design for the underwater base. When they got close to the island, he told Solvieg to fly over the Ironfoot Workshop, which surprised the three women.

Sia smiled, inquiring in a curious tone, “What, the plan, husband?”

”I will jump with Leira while you two use your wings,” Archer replied before standing up.

The cat girl looked scared, but he reassured her with a few loving words, which made her smile. Then, the Warhawks crossed through the Death Mist surrounding the island before reaching where they needed to jump.

Solvieg directed them to the jump ramp, and when they arrived, Sera jumped first before summoning her wings. These wings caught the wind and allowed her to glide to the ground below, which excited the dragon girl.

Sia turned to him with a wide grin and said, “I’m so glad I became a dragon like the others. I really enjoy flying.”

Archer smiled back at the dragonkin woman as she leaped into the air, her black wings unfolding gracefully as she glided toward the ground below. Meanwhile, Leira trembled with fear. Archer gently reassured her, “You’ll be fine, darling. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

After that, he jumped off the ramp and started freefalling as Leira clung to him. The wind hit their faces, but as they closed in on the ground, he summoned his wings and slowed down before landing with a thud.

Sia and Sera rushed up to them as a dozen Homeguards and Imperial Knights rushed out of the Ironfoot Workshop but calmed down when they noticed Archer standing there. He asked the guards to take him to Dellah, and the soldiers instantly agreed.

They took the four into the warehouse-sized workshop and led them to the mature dwarf’s office, where she worked on blueprints. Archer approached the busy woman and looked at what she was doing.

‘Oh wow, there are barracks, storage, laboratories, manufacturing plants and loads of other stuff,’ Archer thought while looking at the plans.

Dellah had positioned the Gatling Cannons on the exterior for protection and designed bays for deploying smaller craft as needed. Archer was visibly impressed and said, “This is

incredible, Del. I love everything you’ve done.”

The mature dwarf initially jumped at the praise but quickly composed herself and smiled. “I’ve enjoyed designing it, but I must admit, it’s been quite exhausting,” she replied.

“What would you like in return for all your hard work?” Archer asked while sitting down. “The workshop could do with more workers, and we need an expansion that will be expensive,” Dellah answered with a strained smile.

Archer knew these were problems he could solve without an issue; he shook his head and said, “I will get Aisha to find a few hundred trustworthy people, and I will make sure the funds are available for the workshop upgrades.”‘

After that, Dellah was excited and thanked him for everything before the group left for Gulfport to get something to eat. Sia said she knew a decent tavern that sold delicious meat using some southern spices.

It took the group an hour to reach the nearby city, and the dragonkin woman led them along the streets until they reached the harbor, where the tavern was located. Archer saw government workers cleaning the streets while Homeguards patrolled the area to keep the

peace.

The city’s security pleased him, as Gulfport was one of the new ports that had recently been completed. People flocked here for the markets that were slowly becoming famous across the

kingdom.

Following that, the group entered the tavern while Aisha informed him of an alliance attack on the Death Mist, but the First through Fourth Fleets reacted and drove the enemy back by

raining mana shells down on them.

Once inside, Archer sat down surrounded by the three women who ordered three of everything, which made him laugh. While waiting for their food, he planned on using the Death Launchers on the enemy fleet sea cities they set up.

It took the owner twenty minutes to bring out their orders, and when Archer smelt the

delicious aroma that hit his nose, his stomach rumbled, causing the older woman to comment, ”Young man! I know you’re hungry; you must have been working hard, and thanks to your wise choice, my food will feel that empty spot.”

Archer nodded, but she continued, “The king has made life too easy on Draconia, but the

young haven’t taken advantage and have been motivated to work because the wages are so

high.”

‘Oh the people are loving living here? That’s brilliant news,’ he thought with a smile. ‘Doesn’t she

recognize me?’

He chuckled along with the three women, who started eating as the older woman left the table to get back to work. The group loved every second of the meals; Archer was eating meat that reminded him of chicken with spicy sauce.

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