I Became an Academy Attack Helicopter

Chapter 1

1 – Chapter 1. About being a helicopter spirit when reincarnated into another world – 1

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It looked like they were doing construction somewhere in the morning.

I wanted to wake up from my sleep at the sound of hitting a stone with a metal, but I had no choice but to curl up, covering my ears, as the feeling of fatigue was dangling over my body.

The sound, like hitting a rock with a pickaxe, grew louder and louder. Covering my ears with my hands was not enough to block the noise.

It’s really noisy.

Is it next door? Are you smashing the house next door? That kid always looks at me and says he’s noisy, but it’s even louder.

Thinking of going inside the blanket, I reached out and fumbled around.

I thought I was sleeping on the floor, but I touched a hard armrest. I can’t remember what happened yesterday, but I think I fell asleep in my chair.

When I barely opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

“What is this?”

Dimly luminous switches and mechanisms were in front of them. There was only black darkness in the front, like the windshield of a car that had been tanned too much.

Did you play too much? Oh, you haven’t taken off your virtual reality device yet.

As I reached forward to grab the mouse on the desk, a slender arm caught my eye.

“… ….”

Why is the arm visible?

When I raised my hand and brought it to my face, I realized that I wasn’t using a virtual reality device in the first place.

So, this thin, pure white arm is mine, and I’m stuck in a tight space full of strange mechanics and switches,

It was real.

The moment I realized it, a vast amount of knowledge rushed into my head.

My brain was hit by the mass offensive of knowledge that I had to dedicate my whole life to, and I passed out on the spot.

Kang kang

“Petrol.”

Armion, the priest of the Helen Dia Church, wiped the sweat with the towel around his neck. He had a strong body and was excavating relics with the support of the Selmeier Kingdom.

I didn’t express it, but at first I didn’t like this.

Why should a person who pursues faith be digging with a pickaxe or by manipulating equipment himself?

Was it a mistake to show a will for reform in front of high-ranking people in the denomination?

In this situation, he was forced to anger at first and then resign.

But now, I’m used to the daily life of having a drink in the evening with the sweaty workers. He was full of labor muscles all over his body, but rather than a priest, he was a good laborer.

This area was a barren land where it was difficult to find even the letter ‘ㅅ’ in the relics. In the first place, relics were mainly found at the site of the Shinma War or where wars between ancient people took place, but there was no such record here.

It was clear that he had deliberately sent the relic to an excavation site like this in order to secure his position within the church by excavating the relic. It was an obvious relegation, but I decided not to care anymore.

Just looking for the god in his heart, he started picking up a pickaxe today.

And after an hour. Perhaps the gods were proud of him, and the pendant he was holding began to emit a faint light.

“Ah!”

As it was a nominal excavation, the equipment level was poor, but it was still a working item.

The fact that the pendant, which detects and informs you of the holy energy emanating from the relic, worked, meant that the relic was nearby.

Armion knelt down and offered a prayer to God.

‘Thank you for the grace of giving the relics for the lowly servants.’

After a brief prayer, he wriggled his biceps and picked up a pickaxe.

He was afraid of calling other workers, but he, as a priest, could not help his greed to become the first discoverer of castle relics.

After ten minutes of digging like that, the feel of the tip of the pickaxe changed.

After using the pickaxe for a long time, I felt that there was an empty space right in front of me instead of a rock.

Trembling at the touch, Armion even broke the rock, and finally found a void.

Armion once again prayed his prayers and then turned on the lamp he had brought.

Looking into the interior of the cavity, I saw something huge inside.

‘Is it a Gorgon-class tank at that size?’

Since it was a model that had been researched, developed, and mass-produced decades ago, there is no great merit, but the tank relic was the most easy and popular. Thinking that this was enough, he went down jointly and couldn’t keep his mouth shut when he saw the relics of the castle in front of him.

It was a foreign object that I saw for the first time in my life.

A large streamlined body shaped like the head of a dragon, the best among flying animals, with cross-shaped wings hanging from a cylindrical shaft and rising upwards. It had a straight tail on its back, and small wings hung on its side.

‘Flying relics!’

It was clear that the rare flying relic. Moreover, his discovery was more valuable because it was the first time he had seen it.

As he was about to give thanks again to God, motion was detected in the relic, which was emanating a faint light.

“Ugh!”

Unknowingly, Armion screamed and held his pickaxe in his hand, alerting him. After a while, the side of the body part opened quietly, and a girl with pure white silver hair, shining in the dark, slid down.

Armion couldn’t move until the girl fell completely on the floor because of the natural gliding. Armion, who looked at her blankly on her fallen girl, suddenly came to her senses and approached her.

“Hey, look. Are you okay?”

Armion, who carefully laid the girl down, was surprised once by her doll-like appearance and once again by the divine energy she felt in her.

“Humanoid Spirit?”

The relics with the blessings of the gods added to the weapons of the ancients carry out the commands of the passengers through navigators, usually called ‘spirits’.

It is a person who holds the control stick, but when that person transmits a will with the control, it is the spirit that interprets it and makes the relic move.

Ordinary spirits change in shape and size depending on the size or strength of the relic, but the spirits that reside in the roadrunner type commonly called ‘autobikes’ were sized to fit in the palm of your hand.

The Gorgon-type tank, which is several meters in size and weighs several tens of tons, is equipped with several head-sized spirits.

‘And the humanoid spirit… ….’

Armion swallowed her dry saliva.

In history, there were only two weapons with humanoid spirits.

The legendary giant tank ‘Master Cromanium’ of Chromanium, which occupied half of Pavis Continent, and ‘Arumanan’, the giant aerial battleship of the kingdom Canael that owns floating islands in the sky

And the girl in front of me was the third humanoid spirit unearthed in history.

Armion was moved and knelt down and prayed to the god who had given him a new relic. After praying, he looked at the spirit’s condition. The girl who was sleeping like a human had a very bad complexion.

It was too late to leave the place like this, so he decided to put the girl back into the relic for now.

He looked inside through the door on the side of the relic, but it was full of unknown machines and switches, and he couldn’t even move it.

Inside, two people can sit in the front and two people in the back, but the front is quite narrow, so I put the girl on a chair in the back.

The weight of the girl was barely felt, so I thought it was a spirit, but in fact, it was because of his excessive strength.

“By the way, you have made an overly large discovery. I can’t help it. I’ll have to call the ‘boy’.”

Armion sighed and came up to the ground. It was foolish to report to the excavator immediately after making such a large discovery.

He had connections with the high ranks of the denomination, and when they found out about the existence of this relic, it would immediately become a affiliation of the denomination. After that, it will become the property of the Holy Kingdom by stealing or extorting it.

Because he could never see it, Armion started a personal contact network.

Armion gladly contacted his villain who did not contact him even when he was relegated to this place because he did not want to owe him debt.

「Wow! Armion. Is pickaxe fun?”

I didn’t contact them, but it seems like they already knew everything. Armion said with a bitter smile.

“Then. These days, picking a pickaxe and having a drink has become a pleasure.”

「hahahaha! Seeing the underworld Armion being pushed by the old men of the cult, it’s gone.”

“What are you talking about? How about i come here How much?”

Armion was furious at the bullying, but the opponent over the communicator skillfully spoke.

「Yeah, you know. What’s going on anyway? I don’t think I’ll keep in touch for the rest of my life.”

“I have something you need to deal with.”

“…… Did you ask How many?”

Armion smirked at his words, calling himself a murderer.