Change one... look...

Maggie's expression looked a little stiffly at the "His Royal Highness" in front of her eyes. She was used to the regular way of thinking. She couldn't keep up with the rhythm of Rebecca at this moment. After she confirmed that she had not heard the mistake, she felt a little angry. Come.

Change one to show her!

Is this treating yourself as a rare animal, and what kind of interesting landscape to look at? !

In fact, because of the physical deformity, there is a certain contradiction to his own dragon form. At this moment, I heard Rebecca’s speech as if the aristocratic children had no brains. Maggie felt that his whole body’s blood vessels were beating, but rational. Let her force to restrain the anger in her heart. After all, the girl in front of her is the heir to the jurisprudence of this new empire. Even her own hostess needs to be polite when facing the princess, so she suppresses emotions. Try to ask in a calm tone: "Why do you want to see my dragon form?"

Unfortunately, the thick line of Rebecca did not feel the emotional changes of Maggie. If she could feel the emotional changes of others, it would not be because the head iron was beaten every other day. The girl just continued to smile happily and looked brilliant: "I want to fly too!!"

The follow-up words of Maggie are all condensed into six points and a question mark: "...?"

Then in the more confused and confused eyes of Miss Black Dragon, Rebecca did not know where to suddenly pull out a large scroll, and suddenly it was a hand-drawn mechanical design in front of Maggie’s eyes. The figure also has a large number of rune array patterns.

In the next second, Rebecca put the drawings directly on the ground and explained it in front of a stunned Maggie: "You see this cockroach, this is not an awl, this is the aircraft I designed, this below The circle is called the anti-gravity ring. It can provide a lift. It has already been fixed. It is very stable. Then it is the magic wing. Next to the magic wing, you know it. There are also on the battleship. This is the aircraft version I designed... Hey, what are you doing? Can you see it?"

In the mind of Maggie, she squandered the attendant etiquette she had, including how the aristocrats stood when they were standing, and how the aristocrats waited when they sat, but if the nobles squatted in the open space in the middle of the courtyard... It seems that there is no corresponding rule...

Because the aristocrats with normal brains will not squat on the ground in the public!

After thinking about it for a moment, Maggie was still squatting around Rebecca, but Rebecca first opened it...

"That's right," Rebecca glanced at Maggie with pleasure, and his fingers continued to move on the odd conical machine on the drawing. "I'm referring to the sprite's anti-gravity technique, their floating spells. The efficiency is much higher than that of humans, but I haven't figured out how to make this thing move freely. The anti-gravity ring can only provide lift, or strictly speaking, it can only provide reverse gravity, and this is a repulsive trick. Not the same. If you tilt the force field of the anti-gravity ring, it won't get a tilting propulsion, but it will go out of control directly. I last shot the prototype to the ceiling...

"I also studied how the Elves' star temples fly, but that thing is too complicated. It is a device called 'wave engine'. Each propulsion group is bigger than the house! The key is that there is still Many structures and even elves can't understand, and they can't be opened. It is said that they are their ancestor technology. No one has already repaired it. It can be said that one is to be scrapped. I originally wanted to let them try it out, but it doesn't seem to be Too suitable..."

Maggie suddenly came up with a sentence: You just let me change it, is it appropriate?

Rebecca is still thinking about it. As long as it involves the technical field, her words are like the endless words: "...I found a wizard who can fly, but their flying spells are simply 'by feeling' I couldn't convert it to the machine. I also designed a way of 'fireball pulse boosting', but it was vetoed by my aunt. It was easy to blow up to my own people. I have a magician under my hand and thought about it. The wind system runes the airflow to promote the scheme, but it is barely useful, but the power is small, the test machine is simply crawling... But then again, I always feel that this airflow-driven scheme is not very useful now. But it will not be a good thing, if it can solve the power..."

Maggie listened to the princess and went farther and farther. She had already pulled into a field she couldn’t understand. She quickly interrupted it next door: "His Royal Highness, what do you say... is it related to me?"

"Ah? You..." Rebecca snorted, and this was reflected. "Oh, yes, it has a relationship! How did your dragon fly?"

"Of course it is with wings..."

"But your wings can't provide enough lift, and you can't provide enough propulsion?" Rebecca was curious. "Your wings are really big, but your body is bigger, and more importantly, I am. I have seen how the dragons are accelerating and braking. It is a blue dragon. When accelerating, there is obviously a force field emerging from the edge of the wing. Then a magic glow glows, and instantly accelerates to the extent that the eyes can't catch up. In the process she only took a few wings... This is not the speed that can be obtained by taking a wing."

Maggie looked at Rebecca with a stunned look. She almost forgot the first sentence of "changing a look" at the moment. She realized that the princess who was losing her face was not malicious at all, nor was she hot. The unreasonable request made, she is studying something, some things that she can't understand, but the meaning is extraordinary, and the princess, the princess, has devoted all her heart to these studies.

"I have heard Master Carmel mention that the Dragons do not rely entirely on flapping their wings to move the air to fly." Rebecca did not care about Maggie's expression changes, but continued to say with enthusiasm, "You are actually Swinging 'magic power' is to create some kind of force field, then ride the force field between the magical speeds, so you can fly very high, even fly to the very thin clouds above the air, and that It is the height that no human mage or bird can reach...

"I want to refer to the dragon's flight mode and create a device that can slide in the magical scorpion. If your magic system can also be compatible with rune logic... maybe I can fly too!"

Suddenly, Maggie recalled a sentence she had seen in her hometown book: the dragon can fly the sky in the waves of magic, and even reach the end of the sky, reaching the top of the atmosphere, where they are away It is only a step away from the planet, so they are qualified to be called the masters of the sky because there are no creatures flying higher than them under this sky.

She gently took a breath and slowly nodded: "You are right, the dragon does not rely on agitating the air to fly, or that agitating the air is just a way to adjust our direction and sense the environment, our true flight power. Is magic..."

With this whisper, the black maid raised her left hand slightly. In the air behind her, a black giant wing suddenly emerged from the virtual and swayed in midair.

The wing was smaller than the wings after her complete dragonization, but still let Rebecca's eyes wide open.

Rebecca saw many faint magical runes on the edge of the black giant wing. There were also magic lines between the skeleton and the veins of the giant wing.

"In the castle courtyard, turning into a dragon will make a big mess, but I can project some of my limbs," Maggie said slowly. She felt that she was a little impulsive. After all, it was the courtyard of Silver Fort, although there is no nearby Who, but there are certainly many guards and attendants who can see what is happening here, but she enjoys the feeling of the present now... In addition to the time she left her hometown, she has not done impulsive things for too long. "Look, you want to see it, but it may not be complete."

Yes, the runes on Maggie's wings are not complete.

Rebecca just glanced at it and realized that the black dragon's wings had problems. Some of its edges were broken. The main skeleton also showed signs of atrophy and deformity, as if it had suddenly stopped in half of development. Growing, and then by what external force rudely carried out a ruin, this miserable appearance ... no wonder Maggie will be guilty of his dragon form.

And this broken wing has undoubtedly led to the incompleteness of the rune array.

Rebecca’s line of sight swept between the runes and the magic lines, and finally slowly recovered: “I saw...”

Maggie waved her hand and took back some of the projected limbs. Then she shook her head. "Sorry, I only have these broken things, so if you want to study the flying ability of the dragon, it is best to find a real one." A healthy dragon, I am not a qualified subject."

"...the ancestors said, unless it is necessary, it is best not to do business with the dragon, they are jealous and greedy," Rebecca said with a serious face. "And I think the general dragon should not be happy. Let me do research?"

"It’s ugly and greedy..." Maggie blinked, and suddenly he couldn’t help but laugh, and the laugh was very pleasant. "Haha, what you said is really good, it’s ugly and greedy... and those proud Healthy dragons should really be unwilling to accompany you for research. After all, they are going to be studied..."

“I think it's enough to have these rune samples for you,” Rebecca added. “Any rune array that runs can have some self-explanatory and self-replenishing features. This feature is also used by Rune Institute. To rule out the common reference nature of invalid structures in traditional tactics. I look back at Jenny and borrow a few experts. Maybe we can add all the missing runes and those that are distorted due to deformities. The restoration is restored. In theory, as long as 70% of the runes can be restored, we can make the prototypes available for the first generation. The things like machines and equipment are all slowly used to improve... ”

Speaking of this, Rebecca thought about it and suddenly he was happy: "And maybe we can make something you can use!"

“Can I use it?” Maggie didn’t respond for a moment. “What?”

"Try to fix your wings," Rebecca’s thoughts are empty. "If you are disabled, you can use prosthetics. Although it is not convenient, you can stand up. Maybe we can make you a mechanical wing, although it is not easy to use. But at least let you fly yourself. I heard that you have to rely on extra airflow or gliding from a cliff to take off. If we succeed, maybe you can take off with your own strength on the ground!!"

Maggie widened her eyes and looked at Rebecca with some sorrow.

This is the idea of ​​emptiness and the optimistic imagination. How many years have she never had such a dream?

After a few seconds of blasphemy, Rebecca’s voice suddenly came from the side: “Hey, Maggie, why don’t you talk? Is it scared by my thoughts?”

"No, I am just... well, I was a little scared," Maggie said, somewhat uncomfortable. She felt that she had been able to maintain her calm temperament for many years and was quickly beaten in front of the maverick princess. Smashed, but she didn't have the slightest regret. "Your thoughts are bold, but it's not easy to achieve. The runes on our bodies are not the same as the runes that you humans use. They are the basic elements of the dragon language... ”

"We have cracked the elf's rune language and don't mind more dragon runes. No matter what system, at least mathematics is unified," Rebecca said confidently. "And as far as I know, The earliest magic of mankind was created by reference to the pattern of the natural creatures. The original 'original rune' is the natural pattern of Warcraft. Since our ancestors have succeeded in the magic, we are modern people who hold modern tools. Why can't you succeed again?"

Maggie looked at Rebecca for a while and couldn't help but smile. "You are almost the same as the Dragon and Warcraft. If you let other dragons hear it, you are afraid to fight."

"……Wow!"

"But please be assured, I know that you are not interested."

"Oh, that's fine," Rebecca patted the chest quickly. "Don't mind, my speech is sometimes a bit of a brain. My aunt and my ancestors have always been chanting, saying that I will be beaten sooner or later, but that is Can't change it..."

Maggie looked at Rebecca with a smile and it was such a lovely girl. She used to think that she was a brainless and rude child of abundance and aristocratic. It was incredible.

"Then, would you like to go back to Cecil City with me?" Rebecca balabala continued, "My research facilities are all over there..."

"I have to get permission from the hostess first," Maggie thought. "As far as I know, she will stay in the north for the time being."

"Then I will go talk to her~ just when you agree!"