Layer upon layer of snow had accumulated atop the ice flowers.
"—What is that?!"
Rin in the distance saw it clearly.
No, precisely because she was so far away, she could see it clearly.
They were enormous flowers hundreds of meters tall.
If illusion magic had not concealed them, flowers hundreds of meters high would have been spotted long ago.
"Ice... no, snow?"
The plane crashed down from the sky, plunging layer by layer into the piled snow.
Though it looked massive, it did not actually consume much mana. The mage had created a foundation, so generating an enormous amount of snowflakes was no problem.
What this tested more was one's control over magecraft.
"Ice and snow can cushion the impact and slow it down... most importantly, since it's 'ice and snow,' it can suppress 'flames.' Triple buffering. Not bad."
Even Archer had to admit that White had done an excellent job this time.
But at that moment, Archer looked in another direction.
Rin was looking up at the sky and failed to notice Archer's unusual reaction.
The snow served as a buffer. The outermost layer was as light as clouds, and layer after layer of snow steadily caught the gliding plane as it descended from the sky.
The layers of snow slowly sank, a spectacle that was both magnificent and astonishing.
The ice-and-snow flowers were scattered layer by layer by the plane, but the plane itself was slowing down more and more.
Those layers of cushioning and cooling directly suppressed the reaction between the Holy Relics.
But now came the crucial part.
They had to make the plane land safely.
However, the mage aboard the plane might not appreciate it.
Mages did not care whether ordinary people lived or died.
And that "informant" was not necessarily a good person.