Aerial Battle!

"Report!"

"Speak."

Yajil sat on the sofa in the captain's office, enjoying a steaming cup of coffee. Seeing the soldier rush in without knocking, he immediately frowned in displeasure.

But nearly a century of cultivation kept him from making an issue of it. Without even looking up, he gave his order in a completely emotionless tone.

"The lookout personnel spotted a large number of flying machines operated by barbarians ten kilometers to the north. Judging by their flight path, they are coming straight for us!"

The Elf Race not only had things like telescopes, but also personnel specifically responsible for using "Farsight" magic to survey the surrounding airspace.

"Hm?"

Yajil looked up in surprise, then quickly set down his cup.

By the time he reached the deck on the second level of the warship, his soldiers had already begun scrambling about. The attack had come far too suddenly.

"What are you panicking for? Stand at attention!!"

Captain Yajil shouted angrily. The moment his voice rang out, everyone instinctively stopped moving and turned to look at him in unison.

"Now listen to my orders!"

"The dragon riders will establish two defensive lines ahead. All naval guns, load immediately and prepare for battle. Activate the warship's barrier at once. Madav, sound the highest-level alarm and request immediate support from nearby patrol fleets!"

The elf in a green cloak nearby promptly responded with a shout.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Orders were acknowledged one after another, and the previously chaotic atmosphere quickly became orderly. The elves' expressions gradually calmed as well.

Meanwhile.

Fifty elf knights riding Wind Dragons began dividing into two groups according to Captain Yajil's orders.

Twenty formed the first defensive line, while the remaining thirty formed the second.

Very soon.

The elf knights on the first line saw blue flying machines speeding toward