What Are Your Intentions?

After offering a round of praise, Apprentice suddenly turned to Viscount Rost and asked:

"The Single-Soldier Aircraft doesn't have a name yet. Why don't you come up with one for it?"

"How about Dragon Rider?" Viscount Rost said with a smile.

"Dragon Rider? Wouldn't that be inappropriate? The Dragons... and this name doesn't seem to have much to do with the form of our Single-Soldier Aircraft."

Apprentice was clearly stunned upon hearing the name.

"I think it's fine. The dragon is merely meant to highlight how powerful our Single-Soldier Aircraft is. It can also be considered a goal. Hopefully, one day our Single-Soldier Aircraft can reach the Dragons' level."

Viscount Rost did not seem to mind. "The Dragons won't care about a name like that. To be honest, if you possess tremendous power and can pay enough, Dragons are more than willing to become your mounts."

"For them, it can be a job as well."

"Let alone just a name."

"This Single-Soldier Aircraft will be called Dragon Rider Type-1!"

Viscount Rost's tone was calm, as though he were merely stating a fact. Yet Apprentice and the others felt their blood begin to boil as they listened.

If, one day in the future, Single-Soldier Aircraft truly reached the level of Dragons...

They did not dare imagine what that scene would look like.

Only about three days passed.

A report was placed on Viscount Rost's desk.

"Mass production of Dragon Rider Type-1 and its official deployment to the battlefield will take approximately sixty to one hundred days. I believe we can begin preparing an air force immediately."

"What did the Lava General say?" Viscount Rost did not look at the report and instead questioned the person before him.

"The General believes we can begin selecting personnel now. Among the people who have