Learning a Secret Technique
As total war between the Maritime Alliance and the Great Tiger Empire drew close, a wyvern flew above Parnam Castle.
On the back of the wyvern, as it traced complicated arcs through the sky, was not a soldier but a maid—Carla, daughter of the former General of the Air Force. Her frilly maid dress flapped in the wind as the wyvern flew.
“Okay... Here we go!” Carla shouted to her wyvern and held the reins tight.
It got into a position with its head skyward and tail groundward...then suddenly it spun its neck and tail and flapped its wings, allowing it to decelerate in midair. Having lost lift in its wings, the wyvern gradually dropped altitude.
Urgh... Is it no good?
Carla pulled back on the reins again. That got the wyvern to readjust its position, spread its wings wide, and gently float to the ground.
“Hrmm... It’s just not working...” Carla murmured as the wyvern touched down.
There was the sound of footsteps running towards her.
“That looked like hard work, Carla,” called out a voice.
“Why, it’s Lady Tomoe!”
“Ah! You don’t need to dismount. You’re busy training, right?”
It was Liscia’s adopted sister, Tomoe. After stopping Carla from getting off the wyvern, Tomoe looked up at the beast with curious eyes.
“This sure is unusual. I don’t see you flying a wyvern often.”
“Well, lately I’ve been busy with my work as a maid, so I haven’t had the chance...”
“Then why today?”
“Oh, well... In the war against the Great Tiger Empire, my father—Castor—and I will most likely be needed on the battlefield, and he told me there was a technique he wanted me to practice for that.”
“A technique...?”
“Yes, but more importantly, what brings you here, Lady Tomoe?”
Tomoe grinned and petted the wyvern. “I’m doing wyvern health checkups because I can ask them questions.”
“That makes sense.”
Tomoe’s ability let her understand what animals (and Seadians) were saying, so wyverns could tell her about their symptoms directly. With the decisive battle against the Great Tiger Empire drawing near, they hoped to have the wyverns as close to top shape as possible.
Tomoe cocked her head to the side. “So, Carla, what is this technique you mentioned?”
“Oh, no, I really shouldn’t say...”
“Ah! If it’s a military secret, you don’t have to.”
“No, it should be safe to tell you, Lady Tomoe. The truth is...”
Carla then explained everything she could about the technique that Castor was trying to get her to learn, breaking it down so it was easier to understand. Tomoe nodded along as she listened.
When the explanation was done, Carla let out a sigh. “It’s a technique I’ve never done before, so I don’t know how I’m supposed to move or how to effectively convey that to the wyvern. It’s incredibly frustrating.”
“I see... Let me talk to this wyvern for a moment.”
Tomoe then chatted with the wyvern.
“...and that’s what she wants. Can you do it?”
The wyvern let out a low roar, then growled.
“Oh, I see. Well, try to remember what happened that time.”
The wyvern roared again.
To Carla’s ears, it sounded as though Tomoe was speaking while the wyvern was roaring, yet they were communicating.
Tomoe was engrossed in the conversation for a while, but eventually turned to look at Carla.
“I explained, and it says it ‘should be able to do it.’”
“O-Oh, yeah? Well, I’ll give it a try, then.”
Carla flew up into the sky with her wyvern again. It flew around, and she pulled back on the reins once they’d built momentum.
“Huh?!”
It worked this time! Lady Tomoe is amazing!
After brilliantly executing the maneuver, she flew down to land beside Tomoe, bursting with glee.
Smoothly dismounting from her wyvern, Carla said, “We did it, Lady Tomoe!”
“Eek?!”
To reiterate, Carla was wearing a maid dress—a short one—designed by Serina. When she jumped down from the wyvern’s back, she...fully exposed her undergarments.
Tomoe covered her face with her hands, and Carla turned a bright shade of red as she realized what had happened. Her one salvation was that the sole witness was Tomoe.
“Um... If you’re going to continue training, maybe you should put some pants on underneath?”
“Uh, yeah. I’ll go borrow some from Liscia.”
Even though she had learned the technique, Carla also felt very silly.
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