"His Highness Tilly... her ability is not flying, right?" Nightingale murmured.

"Well, although the flying magic stone can make her fly, it's not enough to carry such a big heavy object," Roland replied, looking at the Unicorn hovering above her head, "What's wrong?"

"Although I heard you have said many times that I have been watching by your side when drawing and testing internal combustion engines, I still feel incredible when I witnessed it with my own eyes... People can really fly like birds with the power of external objects." Nightingale sighed with emotion, "It's obviously just a combination of metal and wood."

"It's true that it's just metal and wood, but it's us who organically combine them together," Roland smiled slightly, "hands, magic, and cognition... so it can't be truly called the power of external objects."

"Everyone can fly like her, right?" Nightingale whispered, "including me."

"Well, everyone, including you." Roland affirmed. The sky is not unfamiliar to Nightingale. She has ridden a hot air balloon and Maisie, but before flying at will and freely, those are obviously nothing. Even the Nightingale with magic is like this, let alone ordinary people without special abilities? The charm of roaming the sky has been deeply trapped in it since the moment people look up at the sky and can no longer extricate themselves.

The pioneer of the Strange Things Club is the best interpretation.

Thirty minutes later, the Unicorn landed steadily on the runway.

"How do you feel?" Roland asked at Tilly, who ran over with excitement.

"This plane is so great!" she said with her eyes glowing. "In terms of the feel alone, it is many times more flexible than the Seagull. To be honest... Although Wendy's wind control ability is not bad, it is always difficult to fully match my intentions, and this is different. The speed, pitch, deflection, and every detail of the flight is under my control. It can be called a movement from the heart, and it is like a hand and foot!"

Uh... the movement is born from the heart, and it looks like a sibling? Roland couldn't help but feel ashamed. Although the Unicorn has referenced a large number of mature biplane designs, it is essentially a prototype with simple technology and testing components. The control rudder surface is all driven by hand, and the altitude and speed is all based on feeling. It would have been a huge improvement to be able to fly smoothly. If it weren't for knowing the aircraft well-known and just listening to Tilly's description, he would have thought that the other party was driving a modern fighter with a telex of more than 400 degrees with flight control computer assistance.

Maybe this is the boss.

"So... satisfied?" He waved to the hangar supervisor, "I'll be here today."

"What are you talking about, brother," Tilly interrupted, "How could it be satisfied in thirty minutes?"

"Then you fall down..."

"To tell you, you still have a lot of work to be busy, right?" She waved her hand, "Go, don't you have to guard me here. I still have many ways to fly."

Looking at the other party's back as he was leaving in an interest, Roland shook his head helplessly.

The plane did not fail from the beginning, and it had reached the expected level. According to Tilly's level, she should be familiar with the new characteristics of the unicorn soon. In addition, she can get out of the plane by herself at any time, so there is no need for her to keep staring at it.

"It seems you are disliked." Nightingale gloated.

Whether it is the "Lighting Stone Monument" or the various coatings of Sylvie, perhaps it is not mysterious because of magic.
Chapter completed!