Chapter 60: You’re the Smartest Vassal I’ve Ever Met
To the east—the road led to Stone Town.
The cold wind atop the mountain whipped across Mangton’s face, and in that moment, he finally understood what these mechanical monsters truly were.
These things must have been the source of those dueling beams seen before in the "Poison Swamp Zone."
He never imagined they wielded such power! How terrifying that was!
Just imagine—a Lord preparing to attack another Lord: while he’s still busy mustering troops, gathering supplies, and giving rousing speeches, the other side has already sent these monsters to hover overhead.
Under such a barrage of concentrated fire, how many could possibly survive?
Lukoff piloted the Magitech Drone at its slowest speed, making sure Mangton could keep up. In fact, this was a real test of the drone’s endurance.
In flight, nothing burns through energy quite like sudden accelerations, abrupt stops—or, ironically, flying at a crawl. Of course, this doesn’t include the limitless drain of firing weapons; that’s a separate matter. If the drone keeps shooting, either the barrels will melt or the Magic Crystal will be spent in no time. Firepower consumption can be easily calculated based on the Magic Crystal’s integration level—think of it as magazine capacity: the higher the integration, the more shots it can fire.
Once the "ammunition" is accounted for, all that’s left to calculate is flight energy consumption.
Shortly after setting out, man and machine encountered a pack of bloodthirsty wolves on the hillside.
These wolves held no fondness for people from Highmount Fortress. They could smell it: the dead Draven had a scent very similar to these humans.