The sun is sinking in the west, and the sunset reflects the red sky. The Château Klumber-Heisen, located in the city of Somsonas, is surrounded by a lake and a beautiful view. Before night falls, the place is already lit up with lights and music.

In the light sarong, pink dream boudoir of Bella Clumber Haysen, the pearl of the castle's master, the protagonist of tonight has put on a graceful and luxurious white dress, elegant and delicate white gloves, and her long black hair is coiled into a lady's bun, light makeup, and the clouds are cowardly, showing the beauty of jasper.

However, the eyes of this delicate lady with watery eyes clearly reveal a kind of loss and resentment that does not match his age.

When she looked out the window again, there was a soft knock on the door.

The light lips are not opened.

There was another knock on the door, and the voice of Reyna, the butler, was heard.

"Miss, there is your telegram, it was taken by the young master."

Hearing "Young Master", Yiren's eyes suddenly widened as if she had been electrified, but after a blink of an eye, she returned to her original state, and was even more depressed than before.

When there was a third knock on the door, and it was very urgent, she finally spoke: "Come in!" ”

Reina, the butler who seemed to always wear only a black dress, pushed the door in and said excitedly: "Miss, the young master sent a telegram saying that he was on his way!" ”

As soon as she heard this, Yiren's evacuated soul instantly returned to its place, and she impatiently took the telegram from Reina's hand, read it carefully, and read it again: "Is this true?" ”

Reina replied, "Yes, Miss, this is what the postman just delivered, I asked, the time will not be wrong, it was taken today!" ”

"Did you ask where you got it?"

Reina thought for a moment: "It seems to have been photographed from the Myel Cullen Telegraph Office." ”

Yiren was surprised: "Mel Karen? How could he be there? The railway line from Aocheng to Metz doesn't pass through there! ”

"Uh...... It seems like so, I'm not so sure. ”

Iren eagerly threw out a series of assumptions and questions: "That's right, Miss Grumman taught us in geography class, I should be not mistaken!" Moreover, it seems that Myel Cullen is still a long way from us, and he only took a telegram from there today, how can he be in time? Could it be that the telegram was sent yesterday, and for some reason it was delayed, so it was sent today? ”

Reina was relieved: "Don't worry, miss, since the young master said that he is on the way, he will definitely be able to arrive." ”

"But......" Yiren turned his gaze out the window again, and the last trace of the sun seemed to be gone.

Meanwhile, in the sky with a distant view of the city of Somsonas, Weiss, Nikolai, and their Flyer 97 are approaching at full speed. Based solely on the mileage and speed of the flight, they could have made it to Bella's dinner, but when they set off again after refueling in Mez, the engine struck, and the mechanics of the Metz branch of the Flyers Club worked for nearly an hour to solve the problem.

This delay made them face a serious problem: if they couldn't arrive before dark, missing the opening of the banquet was a small matter, and not being able to guarantee a safe landing was the top priority!

Weiss's hesitation, Nikolai saw it, he pinched his fingers, as long as he didn't deviate from the course, and didn't encounter strong winds, he could still arrive before sunset.

There was nothing wrong with Nikolai's calculations, the problem was that they did run into the wind on their way. Seeing the sunset gradually sinking into the horizon, Weiss sighed helplessly: "This damn wind! ”

In the open cockpit, it is impossible to communicate without shouting, but Nikolai seems to have a heart with him, and turns his head sooner or later: "Don't worry! Your pilot is one of the most skilled in the Flyers Club! ”

"Really?" Weiss asked aloud.

"That'...... Be...... While...... Correct! Nikolai replied word for word.

Although his face was blown cold by the wind in the sky, Weiss's heart was warm.

"Thank you, my good brother!"

"What?"

I said...... Thank you, my good brother! ”

Nikolai didn't answer, but Weiss clearly saw a smug smile on his side face.

This trip should be able to get out of the haze of the beast attack on the Monamolin Mountains!

When the Flyer 97 flew over the city of Somsonas, the day was over and the night was on.

Thankfully, it wasn't a bleak night, and the yellowish light reflected by Orens' natural satellite illuminated slightly better than the moon did to Earth.

Using the glittering city of Somsonas as a reference and following the moonlight of the river, Weiss and Nikolai found the castle of Clumber-Heisen and the lake adjacent to it.

"That's it!" Weiss pointed to the brightly lit highlights, "We'd better fly two laps low to get them prepared, and if we land and get into the water, they can row over as soon as possible." ”

"Good!" Nikolai replied, "I wish our oil would last a few more minutes!" ”

Next, he kept his current flight altitude and circled around the castle, and then the engine rumbled and rattled, sounding like someone was hungry......

"Out of gas!" Nikolai shouted a little nervously, "We need to land immediately!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the engine stopped spinning completely.

The noisy world fell silent in an instant, and only the whirring wind was left in my ears.

There was no need to shout, but Weiss and Nikolai did not say anything.

Even breathing has become cautious.

Weiss faintly heard music coming from the castle.

Perhaps, the banquet has begun, and his cheap sister is descending the escalator under the gaze of many guests, gorgeously fading the naughty childlike fun of the delicate Lori, showing the youthful beauty of the flower girl......

Perhaps, the banquet is still warming up, and Xiao Lori is still waiting for herself to fulfill her promise, waiting for herself to appear in front of people in a handsome military uniform, so that all doubts and disdain will come to an abrupt end......

Under Nikolai's control, the unpowered aircraft glides lightly and naturally towards the calm surface of the lake like a leaf falling from a branch.

"Hold on!" The sound squeezed out of his teeth made Weiss suddenly return to reality from that state of wandering away from the world, the danger was not lifted, and it was unknown how it would end, sensing the coolness rising from the surface of the lake, he clung to the edge of the cockpit and took a deep breath......

The moment the fuselage touched the water, Weiss's heart hanging in the air finally fell halfway, because he clearly felt that the plane's landing speed was not fast, and the flight attitude was relatively stable.

After touching the water, the seaplane slowed down violently, and because it landed with no power at all, its elevator and rudder were almost useless, so when the fuselage leaned forward and the tail cocked, all Weiss and Nikolai could do was desperately press their center of gravity back.

The relativity of time is in effect again, and in just a few seconds, it feels like more than a decade has passed, or even longer.

The plane finally taxied so slow that the waves on the lake could be seen with the naked eye, and the fuselage continued to lean forward, and by the time it finally stopped taxiing, the inclination angle was close to 45 degrees, and it was only about to fall upside down.

The success of the unpowered downhill is not only due to Nikolai's excellent flight technology, but also has a lot to do with the structural characteristics of the wooden bone skin of this aircraft - when Myel Cullen was waiting for repairs, Weiss had already consulted Nikolai about the construction and performance of various existing aircraft, and learned that the "Aviator 97" was still the most primitive wooden skeleton with textile skin. Through these understandings, he came to a self-proclaimed rather objective evaluation: The world's aviation industry is still basically at the level of the pre-World War I, and because of the existence of flying warships, the research and development of aircraft mainly relies on civilian flying sports enthusiasts, which is not favored by large capital, lacks the technical support of large industrial enterprises, and develops very slowly......

Looking at this status quo with reverse thinking, there is still a lot of room for development in the modern aviation industry of Oslenstar!

That's right, there is a lot to be done, there is a lot to be done!