The next morning.
Sunlight streamed into Mistgun, illuminating every corner of the city before spilling across an open field.
This was the landing field, a place specifically used for aircraft to take off and land.
At that very moment, a young girl appeared there.
She wore the long-skirted uniform of an undergraduate student and held a book in her hands. Her purple-silver hair had been carefully braided and tied behind her head, making her look exceptionally capable and shrewd.
The girl walked into the landing field.
An aircraft was already docked there.
It had a pure-white, streamlined hull decorated with the emblem of a pentagonal shield and a griffin.
Anyone familiar with aircraft would recognize it as a Scylla-class shuttle.
Since humanity now lived in the skies, aircraft were undoubtedly the primary means of transportation in the modern era. The most advanced aircraft, in particular, were held in especially high regard.
That was because an aircraft's performance represented not only its safety, but also its strategic value. If it encountered Demon Scarabs, whether it could withstand their attacks, drive them back, or even annihilate them all depended entirely on the aircraft's performance.
Thus, modern aircraft could not merely be fast. They also had to be sturdy, stable, and capable of combat.
For example, Vivel possessed the highest-level large combat aircraft incorporating the most advanced technology—the Fals-class heavy reconnaissance aircraft.
That aircraft could not only enter all kinds of dangerous areas, but could even be used as a warship. It carried all sorts of weapons, and every aspect of its performance was state-of-the-art. It housed three large Shrinking Mana Furnaces and twelve large mana furnaces. Once it entered combat, it was even more terrifying than a bomber. As long as it had sufficient mana and mobility, it could even bring down