June 16, 1994
10:15 AM,
The third floor of Wayne's house.
Vincent nervously put on a pair of metal boots after setting up the camera in the room.
Despite having tested them countless times yesterday, I still felt intensely uneasy when I actually put them on.
He pointed the camera at the desk, then took a deep breath in front of the lens, "First practical test of the Flying Boots, may Merlin bless them."
He closed his eyes and tried to relax, and when he opened them, his face was filled with boundless confidence.
"Start up!"
As he spoke, unseen magic began to seep into his Flying Boots.
The Magical Circuit engraved on its surface lit up one by one, followed by a series of extremely loud noises, and then airflow shot out from the nozzles on the sole.
Vincent's feet had barely left the ground when, before he could even feel happy, he started kicking wildly in mid-air as if he had lost his balance.
"Gu Gu?" The Gu Gu next to the camera tilted its head and looked at him as he tried to maintain his balance.
Merlin did indeed appear; at least he didn't jump directly onto the roof like last time.
Vincent, suspended in mid-air, activated the two auxiliary nozzles on the side of his boots, quickly adapting to the discomfort caused by weightlessness.
Similar to the palm-shaped nozzles of the neighboring Shit-Dock, the auxiliary nozzles of the Flying Boots are mainly used for adjusting posture.
And they are very effective.
Vincent quickly adapted and began to maneuver his Flying Boots slowly toward the desk.
The scorching air jets from the soles of the shoes instantly blew away several drafts on the table.
Numerous theoretical tests have proven that Flying Boots are feasible; however, their stability remains to be seen.
Vincent flew back in front of the camera and landed, his heavy metal boots immediately creating two dents in the wooden floor.
If we want to test stability, such a small room is definitely not enough.
He walked to the window in his boots and pondered for a moment.
Under Gu Gu's big, puzzled eyes, he suddenly disappeared into thin air, followed by a very loud noise.
"Gu Gu?" Gu Gu tilted its head and looked at the desk drawer.
With the human not around, this is a great opportunity!
However, its every move was recorded by the camera that was still recording.
Back to Vincent, under the effect of the Disillusionment Charm, he had just finished flying around Wayne's house.
The response time is extremely fast, with almost no delay, and the coordination between the main nozzle and the auxiliary nozzle is also excellent.
So, it's time to test its limits.
He silently and without a staff cast the Shield Charm, then increased the amount of magic he channeled into his Flying Boots.
The powerful airflow bursting from the sole of his shoe propelled him rapidly into the sky, and people on the ground looked up at the sound.
However, they saw nothing.
Just as people began to wonder if a mass auditory hallucination was occurring, a strong gust of wind blew over their heads.
"My God! Is it a UFO?"
"It might be a stealth aircraft secretly researched by the military!"
Vincent couldn't hear their discussion at all.
He sped across Oxford Street and was already on the highway outside.
A Ferrari sped past underneath, leaving only a glamorous red silhouette.
Even more powerful magic surged rapidly into the unseen Flying Boots.
The nozzle on the sole of the shoe began to flow like liquid, eventually becoming an even larger nozzle.
This is the high-speed cruise mode, which abandons the attitude adjustment of the auxiliary nozzles to achieve maximum speed increase.
A noise far louder than the sound of engines on the ground came from the sky.
In the blink of an eye, Vincent had already flown over the roof of the Ferrari.
These are turbofan engines used in fighter jets. Despite their significantly reduced size, Alchemy and Mithril ensure that their power is not reduced too much.
The enormous explosion was clearly audible even through the glass of the Ferrari, and the puffs of white mist in the air, like pebbles thrown into water, made him slam on the brakes.
This is unbelievable! I saw a sonic boom cloud in Big White, but I couldn't even see a shadow of it.
"It's definitely alien technology!" the Ferrari owner said to the blonde woman in the passenger seat.
Look at the trees by the roadside; their leaves have been shaken so badly they're flying everywhere.
Vincent was flying towards Watford, was of course unaware of their discussion; a speed approaching Mach 2 was something that ordinary people could not withstand.
If it weren't for the protection of the Shield Charm, even a wizard's constitution would not have been able to withstand it.
Even so, the maximum speed limit of Flying Boots has not yet been fully explored.
The turbofan engine has a top speed of Mach 3, but it is used in fighter jets that typically weigh over 10 tons.
Vincent weighs just over 80 kilograms at most, so the limits of his Flying Boots are definitely far more than Mach 3.
Two floors, three floors, four floors...
He donned 15 layers of Shield Charm, then poured a massive amount of magic power into his Flying Boots.
The terrifying acceleration made him feel as if his whole body was being squeezed, causing him great discomfort.
Compared to Apparition, the experience of high-speed cruise mode is significantly worse.
Larger sonic boom clouds suddenly appeared high in the sky, followed by a series of deafening sounds breaking the sound barrier.
Fortunately, there weren't many vehicles on the road leading to Watford; otherwise, the sudden steering and braking caused by the shock would have definitely resulted in a serious accident.
However, a burgundy GT-R that was about to enter Watford was completely unaffected; it even sped up to catch up.
Rinne, in the driver's seat, looked at the huge sonic boom clouds high in the sky and couldn't help but swear.
"All Britain wizards are fucking insane!"
It's one thing to use Time-Turner legally and compliantly, and another to install a hurricane formed by magic as an accelerator on a hot air balloon, but there are even wizards who dare to fly at several times the speed of sound.
What about the British Ministry of Magic? Doesn't it do anything about it?
"Why do I feel like this magical aura is somewhat familiar..."
She suddenly slammed on the brakes.
A burgundy GT-R sped across the highway.
Other wizards might not recognize it, but she had personally experienced this powerful magic.
"Vincent Wayne ..." A resentful voice echoed in the carriage.
A tranquil and beautiful bay town that makes you want to stay forever?
My good mood is completely ruined, why even bother going!
Turn around! Head to London! She's here to confront them!
Vincent got home around 12 noon.
The performance of the Flying Boots is so strong that it takes less than half a minute to fly from London to Watford, and only an hour to circle around England.
He flew into the room through the window and landed on the floor, still savoring the awe-inspiring feeling of the Flying Boots.
"Knock knock—"
Vincent looked at the closed door.
"Why are we having lunch so early today..." he muttered to himself as he opened the door.
It wasn't Evelyn, nor Eric, but Rinne with a smile on her lips.
Why are you here?
What do you think?
Vincent was completely bewildered. "Here to freeload?"
Rinne instantly darkened. "You don't know what you just did?"
After breaking the sound barrier, no sound from the outside world can be heard.
"Uh..." Vincent, realizing what had happened, showed no embarrassment whatsoever. "I don't think I caused any major accidents, did I?"
Rinne clenched her fists, veins bulging on her arms. "How dare you fly so fast in Big White? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by your Muggle?"
Vincent waved his hand dismissively, "What's there to be afraid of? They can't see me anyway."
Besides, which country doesn't have UFO rumors these days?
Rinne was completely speechless.
He's not crazy, he's a madman even crazier than a madman.
If he had been born in her country, he would have been captured and imprisoned in the underwater Rakshasa Prison long ago.