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Celestial Hymn

Chapter 44

-VB-

I found a way to bypass the time limit.

Thanks to Sorcery, one of the newer additions to my Forge’s tools, I could control mana directly and will my imagination to reality, though there were still some limitations. It wasn’t as grand of a thing as I bragged to Tywin as I put him in his place.

So.

Why not use that to help speed up the build-up?

When the thought first struck me, I felt so fucking stupid! Why didn’t I think of this before? Why bother waiting for the great council? Why didn’t I think to use it as a tool?!

So I did.

I grunted in exertion as I used my mind and mana to mold molten alloy to the shape of my desire down to the millimeter and then accelerated cooling while holding the shape. Once it finished cooling, I welded it directly to the frame of the ship with just my mind, checked the structural integrity with my mana, and then moved on to the next plating.

Honestly, this was supposed to be the hardest and longest part of my ship’s construction because, one, sourcing the metals - not just iron but the other kinds of metals like aluminum, nickel, and copper - was hard in a medieval society, and two, refining and manufacturing those into proper parts were less hard but also time-consuming.

But with Sorcery, I was bypassing both of these problems. Aluminum? A lot of rocks had it, just not in quantities that made it feasible for refinement, but with my Sorcery, I literally destabilized any rock into their base components, separated them based on the elements, and wala, I had the aluminum and a bunch of other stuff that I could also use.

Like uranium. And with a bit of finely detailed touch, those uraniums became even more useful. Doing all of this, however, required me to rest often more so than recharging from other activities like smelting and refining with mana, so I didn’t do it often.

So the six-month timeline I had for the ship construction became drastically reduced to less than two months as long as I continued to actively work on it.

As far as I was concerned, this was amazing! Hell, I might not even have to entertain the thought of attending and making sure the great council ended with a peaceful resolution at this rate!

Yes, the thought of not having to babysit four self-righteous, self-aggrandizing, scheming, and aggressive lord paramounts did wonders for my motivation to see my ship done as quickly as possible.

In fact, by the end of that second month, I had already finished the hull of the ship, installed most of the parts, and even tested out its flight.

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I took a deep breath in as I rested my hands on the steering wheel of the ship.

The ship, christened To Beyond, was a one hundred meters long by thirty meters wide hexagonal prism (fatter on the top than the bottom) tapered to a point toward the front and with a stubby pair of VTOL wings for limited aerial maneuverability. Not yet painted in any colors, it was a grey monstrosity the likes of which no one on this planet has yet seen.

And I was about to take her out for a ride.

The bridge/cockpit of the ship was very similar to the regular airplane cockpit from back home. In fact, it reminded me of large commercial airplane cockpits if airplanes had magic circuitries.

“Turning on power,” I said as I pushed a button. Everything flared up with light and I felt myself grinning like a lunatic. “Closing rear ramp and all doors.”

There was a clunk and then I heard the whirling and clicking of hydraulics as they moved literal tons of metals all across the ship.

I almost giggled in my authentic and cushioned leather seat.

“Engines on,” I grinned as I flicked on a simple switch, and the entire spaceship rumbled. I made sure the wings were on VTOL mode and lifted off!

I watched through the cockpit windows as my ship slowly but surely climbed altitude before almost shooting up faster than I thought it could. The sudden burst of G’s bracing down on me quickly became a suggestion as I used sorcery to will its effect away.

And in seconds, I was a thousand yards in the air.

I almost cried at the sheer exaltation of my achievement. I made it!

I could get off of this hell hole!

I was almost ready to leave this world, and I would once I got the FTL drive installed and a more permanent fusion plant built.

… And then I received the news.

A dreadful news and made my heart sink and burn at the same time.

Myrcella was poisoned.