Chapter 537 - 530. Call of the Wind
It had been more than a year since they found the gorge separating the Castle area from the plains. The bridge was already finished, and it even had a lift function to break off the way in an emergency. Rather than crossing the plains and conquering it, however, they preferred to sail through the river and tried to see if it really connected to the sea.
For that, Mortix had been building a ship for the past year.
And no--of course they couldn’t just use an already available ship that wasn’t meant to withstand the Deathzone’s harsh condition. They had to design it from scratch to maximize protection and resilience, using the data about the fragments and the shards to create the best materials.
They also had to make sure it wasn’t too big to move swiftly, but still sufficient to sail the sea if there really was one. Above all else, it would need to be equipped with enough weapons and support, including a railgun, a wide area radar, and three kinds of communication devices.
And, as a bonus, Radia had to use his family’s dimensional storage bo--one of the only three dimensional storages with that large of space in the continent--to move the ship from Mortix’s warehouse to the Deathzone, with two squads of House Mallarc’s agents as a bodyguard for said box.
The ’unboxing’ process was, naturally, nothing short of a spectacle. Those who had no guard duty came to see it, even if they had to walk on their own through the underground tunnel.
Except for Han Shin, who begged Bassena on his knees to teleport him.
Not even a supership could break his oath to never step foot inside the underground tunnel again.
"Ooh! She’s not very big, but isn’t she a beauty?" Han Shin whistled once the agents took the ship out of the dimensional storage.
As Han Shin said, the ship wasn’t very big; only around fifty meters long. But it was sleek and strong, with gun turrets and a tinted command cabin. Four purification devices were installed inside the ship, not to create a barrier, but to generate fuel by recycling the miasma into mana.
"We can’t make her too big, since she should be able to turn around in the river itself," one of the agents that House Mallac sent, Egar, approached the espers.