Chapter 957: Twirly Whirlies

Archer, Leira, Sia, and Sera watched as the Warhawk soared above the sea while dodging the storm clouds. Solvieg was a good pilot and seemed to enjoy flying the way she was while calling out orders to the other two crafts, escorting them.
While flying, the older dwarf spoke, "Arch! Come here and take a look at this."
'I wonder what she wants,' he wondered while approaching the redhead, pointing at the sea below.
Archer squinted his eyes to see two massive sea monsters fighting. The water was turning red as the two colossal creatures tore into each other, "I'm glad I want to create an underwater force. I hate fighting down there."
Solvieg giggled and said amusedly, "Your little idea has kept Grandmother locked in her workshop for days. I'm convinced that being here in Draconia has made her younger; she's bouncing around the mansion smilingly."
Archer smiled sincerely and replied, "You Ironfoots are truly amazing. I admire each of you for your brilliance and innovations."
This made Solviegs checks go as red as her hair, but a beautiful smile appeared, "Thank you, Arch. That means a lot," she thanked him while ascending.
An alarm started ringing, causing Sia to question from behind them, "What is that warning you of?"
"Flying monsters," the dwarf woman said. "They could damage the Warhawks, but Dagny designed a deterrent. Now watch, My King."
Archer watched as the Solvieg started clicking some buttons before speaking to the other two crafts, "Activate the Twirly Whirlies to keep them away!"
When the group heard the dwarves' words, they laughed, but when the Warhawks were covered by swinging chains that lashed out whenever the monsters closed in, they slapped the creatures out of the sky.
The women watched as the giant, evil-looking eagles plummeted to the sea below. Archer was amazed by the craftsman's ingenious defensive measures, which caused him to praise Solvieg, "These are brilliant; they are keeping the monster at bay."'
"That's not all; wait a few seconds, Arch," she replied while not taking her eyes off the swarm of monsters.
Archer scanned the monsters to see what rank they were.
[Stormeagles]
[Rank: A+]
'Not that strong,' he pondered with an excited smile.
While watching the scene, a rattling noise rang out as smaller mana shells flew out of the Warhawks, decimating the horde of flying monsters, but that's when the Stormeagles gathered together before charging the crafts.
Solvieg shouted through the communication devices, "Fire the Twirly Whirlies! Keep fire with the Gattling Cannons!"
Following that, Archer watched the spinning chains get fired from the three Warhawks, which ripped the flying monsters apart as the cannons peppered the survivors with the mana shells, causing explosions to light up the sky.
incredible, Del. I love everything you've done."
The mature dwarf initially jumped at the praise but quickly composed herself and smiled. "I've enjoyed designing it, but I must admit, it's been quite exhausting," she replied.
"What would you like in return for all your hard work?" Archer asked while sitting down. "The workshop could do with more workers, and we need an expansion that will be expensive," Dellah answered with a strained smile.
Archer knew these were problems he could solve without an issue; he shook his head and said, "I will get Aisha to find a few hundred trustworthy people, and I will make sure the funds are available for the workshop upgrades."'
After that, Dellah was excited and thanked him for everything before the group left for Gulfport to get something to eat. Sia said she knew a decent tavern that sold delicious meat using some southern spices.
It took the group an hour to reach the nearby city, and the dragonkin woman led them along the streets until they reached the harbor, where the tavern was located. Archer saw government workers cleaning the streets while Homeguards patrolled the area to keep the
peace.
The city's security pleased him, as Gulfport was one of the new ports that had recently been completed. People flocked here for the markets that were slowly becoming famous across the
kingdom.
Following that, the group entered the tavern while Aisha informed him of an alliance attack on the Death Mist, but the First through Fourth Fleets reacted and drove the enemy back by
raining mana shells down on them.
Once inside, Archer sat down surrounded by the three women who ordered three of everything, which made him laugh. While waiting for their food, he planned on using the Death Launchers on the enemy fleet sea cities they set up.
It took the owner twenty minutes to bring out their orders, and when Archer smelt the
delicious aroma that hit his nose, his stomach rumbled, causing the older woman to comment, ''Young man! I know you're hungry; you must have been working hard, and thanks to your wise choice, my food will feel that empty spot."
Archer nodded, but she continued, "The king has made life too easy on Draconia, but the
young haven't taken advantage and have been motivated to work because the wages are so
high."
'Oh the people are loving living here? That's brilliant news,' he thought with a smile. 'Doesn't she
recognize me?'
He chuckled along with the three women, who started eating as the older woman left the table to get back to work. The group loved every second of the meals; Archer was eating meat that reminded him of chicken with spicy sauce.
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