The magic cards I made are no problem

Now I am afraid that the passengers in the cabin will not find out that the driver has changed.

Durkan turned his head slightly, parted his eyes and glanced at the drunk driver lying on the ground.

"Well, am I here to travel, or to do volunteer work?"

Durkan sighed helplessly.

Can't count on this jerk anymore.

Even if he is sober, he cannot be allowed to drive again.

Durkan had no choice but to do voluntary labor once.

What is an outstanding citizen of Norton Kingdom.

Defeated the robbers and rescued the hostages, and now you have to help fly the airship.

Durkan thought that after he returned to the capital, the king would have to praise him without saying a word.

"Well, I don't know if the Church of the Resurrection has any backup. Anyway, getting to a safe place as soon as possible is the best strategy now."

Durkan always felt that the plan of the Resurrection Church this time was not so simple.

Since his informant Urora clearly mentioned Tristin School of Magic in the information given to him.

That means that the mission objective of the Resurrection Church is likely to be related to this academy.

The hijacking of Durkan is likely to be only one part of the overall plan.

But logically speaking, the Resurrection Church can't make any waves under the sun.

The only thing Durkan has scruples about is that the Resurrection Church doesn't talk about martial arts and directly hangs up and lifts the floor.

Although Durkan has rich experience in leapfrogging challenges.

But if there are too many steps, and without preparation, Durkan will still have a headache.

"Buzzing..."

Durkan picked up the radio.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to take flight T11557 of Happy Air. In order to bring you a safe, intense and exciting flight experience, please fasten your seat belt and take care of the elderly, children and passengers in need of help."

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard happy airlines…”

Although the latter paragraph is useless, out of professionalism, Durkan read it out habitually.

After speaking, Durkan cut off the radio and put down the microphone.

The moment he held the steering wheel with both hands again, his eyes became focused.

The movements of the hands are light and firm.

Durkan's personal driving style has always been "who dares to be my enemy from zero to [-] kilometers".

As a result, the magic airship began to accelerate unprecedentedly under the control of Durkan.

"Yeah, the route is wrong."

Durkan suddenly found that although he was able to drive the magic airship smoothly, but after a small accident, the direction was completely deviated from the target course under the control of the drunk driver.

You have to adjust the direction of travel first.

So normal people.

At this time, you will definitely choose to slow down and adjust your direction.

But Durkan doesn't.

He wants to drift.

Durkan's operation was smooth and smooth, and the entire wind magic airship began to drift horizontally, drawing a miraculous arc in the air.

"Ah..."

The driver who had collapsed on the ground drunk was suddenly sober.

"Quick, quick..."

He just wants Durkan to stop this outrageous operation.

Even if he is drunk, he is not qualified to command Durkan who helped him save the game.

But he knew that the magic airship didn't work like this!

"What? Not fast enough?!"

Durkan gripped the stick, engaged top gear straight away, and then stomped to death.

this moment.

The driver feels himself transformed into light.

flew up.

Then in the cockpit it was smashed against the wall like marbles.

When Decan accelerated and drifted, the chaotic cabin suddenly became much quieter.

More chaotic screams followed.

Many passengers were forced to wake up.

They feel like their heart is about to jump out!

Mee tightened her seatbelt, and although her expression looked calm, the veins near her temples were twitching slightly.

Apparently she couldn't bear Durkan's violent acceleration.

And Alice beside her.

Even if Meyer helped Alice fasten her seat belt early, Alice still felt dizzy at this time because of Decannapo's manipulation.

"Mie, help me..."

She stretched out her hand and kept exploring, trying to grab Mier's hand, but found that she couldn't find the target direction at all.

"Woo...let me go, I will never ride a magic airship again."

Alice cried helplessly.

......

Durkan thought about it, and felt that the passengers almost had a sense of safety in their hearts.

Those who should be awake are also awake.

It's time to give them a moment to sit down and fasten their seat belts.

This way he can speed up with confidence.

So Durkan pulled the lever, slowed down, and picked up the microphone again.

"Buzz."

"Passengers, please pay attention. You will have 1 minute to fasten your seat belt. We will head to the magic city of Tristin at full speed in 1 minute. Thank you for your cooperation."

Durkan's friendly voice was heard in the cabin again.

He kept driving slowly while tapping the steering wheel.

Wait a moment, the real fast and furious is about to begin.

At that time.

He will never slow down again until he reaches the finish line.

"Well!"

The driver covered his head, struggled on the ground and crawled a little closer to Durkan.

He was forcibly sobered up by Durkan's operation.

"You, you can't do this anymore!"

The driver strongly condemned Durkan's driving style.

"what are you talking about?"

Durkan looked back at the driver in doubt.

Afterwards, Durkan no longer focused on the driver, but turned his head again to stare at the empty road ahead.

"You were the one driving the boat all the way, but you were so drunk that you were a little out of your wits, yet you imagined that there were students driving the boat for you."

Durkan said to himself.

## Author's Note:

Sad news, the 19th and 20th will have to be updated for two more days, and there is still one big devil subject left on the 20th, it is too difficult and I have no idea.

I have to review it one last time and rest early. I will be relieved after the exam on the morning of the 20th.

On the 21st, the normal update will resume, and then the chapters that are owed will be made up.

terribly sorry!

And really thank you all, I really didn't expect that today's follow-up subscriptions would not decrease but increase, thank you for your love.

( ?oωo` )

Volume 103 Secret Tales of the Withering of the Sacred Ritual: [-] Durkan will become the biggest uncertain factor

In an ancient palace in the dark.

Surrounded by steep stone walls on all sides, this is a hollowed-out mountainside space.

However, no one will find out that there is actually a dilapidated temple hidden here.

Several clusters of lights hanging on the stone wall cast light and shadows that flickered on and off.

I saw a few scattered people sitting or standing beside the huge stone meeting table in the center of the temple.

Their attire does not look exaggerated.

Some even wore overly plain clothes, like civilians everywhere.

But when they gathered at this moment, each person exuded a strange aura.

Under the faint light, their shadows stretched long.

Under the black shadow like a bottomless pool, it seems that their indescribable nature is hidden.

No matter how vicious a monster is, if it strays into this place and encounters these people gathered here, it will probably run away with its tail between its legs in the first instance.

Sitting in the leading position is a figure with deep eyes.

Even if it was just a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, it exuded an astonishing pressure.

Those soul-stirring eyes slowly moved over, and immediately fixed on a man.

The man who was stared at immediately shuddered.

But he quickly regained his composure and replied:

"Plan to capture Durkan failed."

According to the agreed time point.

If the man in tuxedo managed to capture Durkan, he should be here with Durkan by now.

The mood of the figure on the main seat still did not fluctuate at all, and his eyes were still terribly indifferent.

"It doesn't matter, he was just a spare."

she said lightly.

"However, there must be no more failures in the next plan."

Although her tone was flat, there was an indescribable determination in it.

If there is any mistake, the end of the wrongdoer must be death.

"I understand."

The middle-aged man nodded quickly.