Chapter 2375 - 1180: Human-Ship Integration (Part 2)

Chapter 2375: Chapter 1180: Human-Ship Integration (Part 2)

Angels and Great Dragons’ rondo?

Anyway, a big sumptuous feast wrapped up in this awkward yet surprisingly harmonious atmosphere.

Once they’d eaten and drunk their fill, Dorothy and Elsa did a quick bit of packing, then got ready to head out with Bahamut. Only when the three of them boarded the Hover Car and were about to depart did they notice there was still a little tail tagging along behind.

"Loki, what are you getting on for?"

Dorothy tilted her head in confusion, looking at the Little Lolita who’d forcibly wedged herself between her and Elsa.

"Obviously to go work? I’m the senior in the civil engineering department, okay? You two rookies are going out on your first mission, the rules say a senior has to accompany you."

Loki answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Don’t mess around, this operation is really dangerous, we won’t have the time to babysit you."

The homebody witch was not that easy to fool; she immediately reached for the Little Lolita’s nape, ready to toss her out of the car.

Naturally, Loki bared her fangs and flailed, trying to resist, but with those scrawny arms and legs she couldn’t even get past the homebody witch’s reach.

"Master, if she wants to come then let her. Miss Loki truly is a civil engineering prodigy of no small renown; I’ve seen her file, it’s impressive."

But at that moment Bahamut spoke up in defense of the Little Lolita.

In an instant, Loki’s eyes, which had still been struggling, sharpened. She clearly hadn’t expected it would be this Warship Girl who pulled strings for her.

But if someone’s being this overly diligent for no reason, they’re either scheming or stealing. Especially when this guy is Nidhogg’s Incarnation—Little Lolita knows that old thing far too well; that guy never does anything meaningless.

Even if Bahamut apparently doesn’t have Nidhogg’s memories, Loki just had to get a whiff of that dragon scent on her to know they’re absolutely the same breed.

Something’s off, seriously off. That old thing definitely wants to screw me over again.

"Hahaha, I suddenly remembered I’ve got something to do back at the barracks, maybe I’ll just head back first."

Back in the day, Loki might still have felt like she couldn’t back down and would stick around to spar with the old thing, but now her teacher was right here, and she truly couldn’t afford to lose—losing face was minor, losing her teacher’s esteem would be a total disaster.

Only, just then Elsa reached over and directly shut the door.

"Senior Loki, Dorothy and I are both rookies and we really do need your guidance. Please just come along with us."

The Angel Sister said it like that.

Mm, Dorothy herself hadn’t noticed anything yet, but whether it was the Angel Sister or the Big Sister Dragon, both were extra sensitive. Miss Loki hid herself well, but the two of them both felt this little thing was not normal at all.

Evidence?

No evidence. If you ask, it’s just women’s intuition.

Loki: "..."

You two and that teamwork? Don’t tell me that whole Asura Field earlier was staged just for me to see?

Little Lolita couldn’t help grumbling in her heart.

Only Dorothy was still a bit lost, looking at the three around her with a baffled expression, feeling like the Qi in the air was really weird.

Is this that legendary "four women, one drama" thing?

But since both Elsa and Bahamut had said so, Dorothy didn’t say anything more.

And so, the Hover Car started up and sped toward the outskirts of the city.

Once they were out of the city, the Hover Car headed back on its own, and the four switched to another mode of transport.

With a dragon’s roar, the silver-white Great Dragon that used to make an entire Dragon Swarm surrender at just a single appearance showed itself once more. Then the Great Dragon spread its wings, folding and Transmigration, finally turning into a magnificent, awe-inspiring giant Warship.

This was Bahamut’s Warship form.

How to put it... the overall design was unexpectedly plain. It didn’t have that crown-like Alien aesthetic of the Golden Princess Ship; Bahamut belonged to the decent and proper standard Warship design type.

A standard triangular Warship: sharp at the front, with huge, razor-like variable wings on either side that looked just like Dragon’s Wings.

But "standard" also meant "reliable," just like how this Legendary Battleship didn’t actually have any particularly flashy Sure-Kill Technique to speak of—she was simply a pure stat monster, overwhelmingly strong in a 360-degree, all-round, no-blind-spot way.

Dorothy’s original design concept was that this flagship couldn’t afford any weaknesses; she was meant to be the final line of defense that could bring people a sense of security in any extreme environment.

So no need to be quirky or showy—middle-of-the-road is the true king’s way.

"Come aboard."

A reception pillar of light dropped from the Warship’s belly, and Bahamut’s voice came from within the Warship.

Mm, after all, the Mechanical Wilderness is laid out in a "round heaven, square earth" pattern, so the territory is absurdly vast. The place they were headed this time was pretty far; if they relied only on a Hover Car, they might not get there even after hundreds of years. Better to take the Warship.

And with Bahamut’s cruising speed, that kind of distance, even if it’s not literally instant, at least they could slam the throttle to the floor and enjoy it.

Anyway, the moment Dorothy saw that reception pillar of light, she was already rubbing her hands in excitement.

Because this was her first time boarding a Warship in reality.

Ahem, first time boarding Bahamut.

Uh, why does that somehow sound a bit off.

Anyway, even though she’d boarded more times than she could count in-game, it was still the first time in the real world, so she felt it deserved some ceremony.

So after thinking it over, she even had Fafnir Transmigration, put on the full Battle Robe set, and only then stepped into the reception pillar of light.

Then, blink of an eye, she was already sitting on a familiar throne.

This was Bahamut’s main control room.

Dorothy glanced around, her heart filled with emotion for a moment.

Everything was just so familiar.

"Master, do you want me to switch you to manual mode?"

The Big Sister Dragon’s virtual projection appeared beside the throne. She smiled in contentment as she made the suggestion.

"Let’s switch."

Dorothy nodded quickly.

This first time in reality, she absolutely had to pilot manually.

"By the way, where are Elsa and Loki?"

The homebody witch looked around, not seeing any sign of the two.

"They’re in the guest cabins."

Bahamut waved a hand, projecting a surveillance feed.

This main control room was her and her Master’s private domain; she would never allow anyone else to set foot in it.

"Got it, then it’s fine."

Dorothy checked the feed and relaxed. Even though it was a Warship, Bahamut’s guest cabins were something she’d carefully designed, and she was a witch who came up through civil engineering. Interior design was her actual main trade, so those cabin spaces were so luxurious they didn’t even look like they belonged on a Warship, more like a High Level vacation hotel.

All in all, with Elsa and Loki in the cabins, there was nothing to worry about.

Then she reached out and gripped the spherical control unit that was slowly rising up before the throne. Even though it was a Mechanical structure, it felt warm and smooth to the touch, like a young girl’s skin.

"Manual mode online, consciousness link initiating. Welcome home, my forever and only Master. Bahamut is always waiting for your piloting."

The Warship Girl’s melodious voice sounded in her ears, and Dorothy’s will gradually sank down, finally merging completely with the entire Warship.

Then the Warship’s variable wings spread wide, and on the wings and at the Warship’s tail, those giant jet ports slowly charged up. Majestic streams of Magic Power flame erupted, forming terrifying thrust that made this Mechanical behemoth vanish from where it had stood in an instant.

The Great Dragon turned into light.

"Woohoo, this rocks."

The only thing left in the air was that excited shout.

And a carefree dragon’s roar.

Getting to be piloted by her Master again at long last, wrapped and enveloped in her Master’s will, the Warship Girl was equally thrilled. Her performance was currently pushed all the way to the limit.

Man and ship as one—this is the true complete form of the Warship Girls. A Warship Girl without her Master is always incomplete.

It’s just a pity that speeding through the world’s interior is never quite satisfying enough.

Dorothy hadn’t even gotten her full fix before she had to decelerate. Barely a few minutes had passed, and their destination was already right ahead.

...the homebody witch still wanting more....