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After dinner, Roland heard about it from Tilly.
"Because of... the feeling?" He was stunned when Tilly told him the reason for changing her mind.
"Why? Can't I?" Tilly crossed her arms.
"No, the rules of the Aerial Knight Academy are set by you. Of course, you have the final say." Roland quickly waved his hand. "I'm just curious. What does the feeling... represent?"
"It represents talent. Sure enough, you don't know anything about flying. " Tilly shrugged. "For most people, practicing is nothing more than completing tasks according to the instructions in the manual. Apart from performing the actions themselves, there is nothing else, even in the sky. But some people can visualize every action, and before they take action, they can already see the result of the action. "
"Uh... is it that amazing?" Roland twitched his mouth. He did not deny that he knew nothing about flying. Without Tilly's help, the Aerial Knight Project would have been impossible. It was impossible to build a qualified plane based on the blueprints in the Dream World. Whether it was the trial production, improvement, finalization, or training, Tilly's participation was indispensable. If it were an ordinary person, it might take decades to turn the blueprints into a real plane and then use the plane in combat. But the plane was a machine, after all. Shouldn't the machine be operated according to the manual and repeated practice?
"Because that's how I am." Tilly showed a look of regret. "If you can't imagine it, it means you don't have the talent in this area. Brother, if you are also a member of the Aerial Knight Academy, I'm afraid you will be eliminated. "
"Ahem..." Roland almost choked on his own saliva, and Nightingale's laughter came from behind him.
"Do you think you can master flying just by practicing?" Tilly seemed to read his mind. "There are indeed some people who can connect the action with the feeling after thousands of practice, but don't forget that this is a talent in itself, just slightly inferior to the former. Most people would never be able to reach this step. Just being able to fly was already not an easy feat. Who do you think has a better chance of surviving the war? "
Roland was speechless.
Without a doubt, the answer was outstanding talent. Spending the same amount of time to train, these types of people would often be able to reach a higher level and quickly accumulate experience in battle. Meanwhile, those with mediocre abilities would find it difficult to even protect themselves, let alone improve further. In terms of the cost-effectiveness of training, the former could be several times that of the latter.
"But we can't be sure of anything with just one explanation, right?" He was silent for a while before he said, "After all, there's still the possibility of a coincidence."
"That's why you'll know everything after flying once," Tilly said indifferently.
"… What about the other two?"
"They all chose to test the flight."
"Oh?" Roland blinked in surprise. Expelling the Knight Academy was not a light punishment in this era, especially when the head of the academy was Her Royal Highness. It would leave a disgraceful mark on his resume, and it would be much more difficult to apply for other jobs in the future. Secondly, the ground crew and chores were paid well, and it was also a stable job. They could also enjoy some preferential policies from the academy, such as housing and medical care. Compared with the former and the latter, there was a big difference. "They're brave … Don't you think it's a pity to expel them like this?"
After all, there were less than 200 trainee pilots in Neverwinter, and each one was precious.
"The Air Knight Academy doesn't need people without talent. Courage is just a suicide mission in the face of Devilbeasts. It's better to let them leave as soon as possible," Tilly said in a low voice.
At this point, the atmosphere in the office became a little tense. Just when Roland was about to pour a drink to ease the atmosphere, Tilly took the initiative to change the topic. "By the way, I wanted to ask you about the previous matter — do you have any clue about my new plane?"
Sure enough, she did not come to the office just to talk about work. Roland's heart skipped a beat. "I think we can discuss this in the long run … The establishment of the air force is inseparable from you. Besides, if you stay in Neverwinter, you'll be a greater threat to the demons —"
Tilly did not answer, but her burning eyes showed her attitude.
Roland sighed inwardly.
The new plane did not refer to the "Unicorn", but a more powerful flying weapon suitable for combat. After Ashes' death, Tilly cried in his arms for a long time. She was as sad as a helpless child, but that was also the last time he saw her weak side. When she woke up, the first thing she said to him was, "I want a plane that can kill demons. "
She wanted to take revenge on the demons.
Although Roland had used a lot of excuses at that time, Tilly obviously did not change her mind.
"Do you really want to do this?"
"You didn't have so many concerns when you ambushed Ösrook."
"That's transportation. It's completely different from a head-on battle."
"In fact, there's not much difference. I'm using my ability where it's most needed." Tilly shook her head. "I agreed with this view, so I persuaded Ashes to go to the front. You also know that if you want to take back the sky from the demons, the current Air Knight can't guarantee victory. Neverwinter is at a disadvantage both in terms of quantity and level. Only I can reverse this situation! "
"But the academy …"
"Of course I'll take responsibility. Before the war, as long as I train a group of qualified instructors, they can continue to expand and pass on the Air Knight team." Tilly was silent for a moment. She stared at Roland and said word by word, "I know it's a little capricious, but this is my only request, brother."
Roland looked at her for a long time and finally let out a long sigh. "I understand."
Tilly loosened her clenched fists. "Thank you."
"By the way, do you have any requirements for the color of the fuselage?" Roland suddenly asked when she was about to leave.
Puzzled, Tilly stopped and said, "No, this …"
"Since there's no specific requirement, how about red?"
"What's the difference?"
"Generally, the protagonists who dominate the sky use this color," Roland said softly.
"Really?" Tilly slightly raised the corner of her mouth. "Then we'll do as you said … use red."
When the door closed, Nightingale said with a complicated expression, "Her Highness, she's … serious."
Roland rubbed his forehead as if he had a headache. "That's why it's so troublesome." When Tilly said "my only request", he could even feel her strong obsession and hope — there was no one else but him who could help her realize her desire for revenge. If he refused and let this hope turn into despair, he vaguely realized that he might lose her.
"She's also changed." Nightingale sighed. "But I can understand her. If you're the one in trouble —" She paused for a while and then shook her head as if giving up. "No, I don't even dare to think about it."
Roland could not help but fall silent. He suddenly remembered a saying: War will change many things and people, but the only thing that will not change is war itself.
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