Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 787 - 134: Beware the Airship Crash! (Part 2)

And this time, her curse took effect,

Before dawn arrived, a thunderous noise awakened the passengers from their sleep, followed by a violent shaking.

The smell of burning quickly filled the cabin, accompanied by a strong feeling of weightlessness, even Little Dark herself was startled by this sudden change, jumping three feet high from her temporary cat bed, yelling, "It wasn't me, I didn't order this!"

The violent impact damaged the airship, causing the entire vessel to start plummeting towards the ground.

Still half-asleep, Little Dark mumbled, "I was wrong meow, Little Dark will never boast online again meow-woo!"

In fact, her dragon friend didn't hear her call. When Ethan arrived on the deck, a panicked crew member told him that a magical weapon attacked the airship, hitting its tail as the airship was about to leave the forest area.

This was a carefully orchestrated attack, intentionally selected at the time when the crew was at their mental weakest.

At this moment, the airship had completely lost control. The crew, under the captain's orders, were distributing parachutes supplied exclusively by the Silver Radiance Empire, a product of magical technology. The main body is an energy-storing crystal, activated during the fall, utilizing wind element magic to temporarily lift their bodies to achieve a slowing effect.

This is undoubtedly the worst moment; most of the nobles who had just experienced a banquet drank quite a lot and have not fully sobered up yet. What truly worries them are the attackers who remain lurking in the forest, firing at the airship with magical cannons.

Attacking the airship is undoubtedly a capital offense, especially when it carries numerous nobles and wealthy merchants.

This is not a kidnapping or robbery but a carefully planned attack that is suspected to have gathered passenger information before departure, suggesting the possibility of an insider among them.

However, he cannot prevent the airship from crashing.

Soon, all the nobles on the airship were awakened, and the panicked crowd ran to the deck, with some unable to even finish dressing, rushing up in thin pajamas and barefoot.

After a brief conversation, the airship dropped another significant distance towards the ground.

The captain urgently distributed weapons to the crew and gathered the nobles' guards together, ensuring that firearms were distributed to everyone. He sensed that a fierce battle awaited them at the crash site.

About five minutes later, the captain issued an abandon ship order to all passengers on board, trying to ensure as many as possible descended at the same location to maintain enough combat power to face the upcoming engagement.

Before dawn, explosive sounds echoed through the entire forest, startling a flock of birds.

The spreading flames instead became a lighting tool for the crew, fortunately, the passengers heeded their commands, strictly observed the captain's landing guidelines, ensuring most landed near the wrecked airship, the nobles' faces still filled with shock, yet their nightmare was far from over.

Soon, a commotion came from deep within the forest, something was rapidly approaching them.

The crew and guards set up a serious formation, ready to face the enemy.

This time, the number of attackers far exceeded their expectations. As the assailants showed their fangs, the captain realized they were entirely surrounded.

For a moment, countless gun barrels were aimed at them.

An uneasy atmosphere rapidly spread among the crowd, all the ambushers wore the same black night suits, their faces covered, moving in uniformity unlike common roadside robbers.

No shouting, mockery or curses, they remained silent, allowing suffocating silence to spread among the crowd.

Ultimately, losing composure was a familiar face—the male who was previously nearly picked by Little Dark as part of the 'noble rain from heaven,' his loud voice suggested an influential background, which Ethan had guessed on the deck as other nobles and wealthy merchants had accustomed themselves to praising.

Faced with this sudden attack, he was the first to step forward, "You dare attack the empire's transport airship, you're dead! The Imperial Army will never spare you! Duke Ash has ordered the flayer to head to Gear City..."

A gunshot responded to the man.

Ethan noticed that in the moment of the gunshot, the courageous young man reacted swiftly, although his old injury hadn't healed, he still retained his exceptional reflexes. However, this time, the brave man failed to protect those he wanted to.

Ethan believed the main issue lay with the way he fought.

He saw clearly that Solan was holding his sword in a magic staff-raising position, even chanting a spell Ethan had never heard before.

The wrong battle method naturally resulted in nothing happening, just like a shield warrior suddenly whimsically deciding to use an explosive spell against a boss—a fanciful thought.

Thus, the shot noble took two steps back, clutching his heart incredulously, trying to yell in anger, but his mouth couldn't make even the slightest sound, and soon he slumped to the ground, his palm stained red with blood, experiencing the terror of life fading away.

The crew didn't immediately retaliate, everyone was shocked by this unexpected scene.

Because the shooter wasn't an ambusher but rather a guard who had previously accompanied the nobles onto the airship.

"The ones who will really die here are you."

The shooter laughed, a laugh that could even be described as manic—it's the kind of look that only emerges when a major vendetta is avenged.

He didn't follow up with another shot, but rather watched the noble perish in front of him.

"He once had a close friend."

Little Dark sneakily approached Ethan's ear, taking on the role of narrator. The shooter didn't intend to publicly reveal his grudges with the Patriarch, thus she pried into his inner thoughts out of curiosity.

"They both once served the noble, but the noble ordered his friend to be tied up and fed to the monsters in the forests outside Gear City due to a small matter displeasing the noble. He also ordered to personally send his friend off."

She simply summed up their grudges.

"Senzi, you played an important role in it."

"Me?"

Ethan pointed innocently at himself.

"You helped him make his decision. Baron Fulin was killed by the captain of his own firearms team—this is the version Gear City people heard, and he had nearly the same job in the noble's house."

This is a prime example.

Thus, the man revealed information to his contacts before the airship set off, assisting them in planning this attack.

"Everyone, please put down your weapons, these people aren't here for slaughter!"

The man calmed himself, took a deep breath, and began persuading everyone present, "Trust me, as long as you are willing to put down your weapons, they won't trouble you any further."

"Why should we trust you?"

The captain questioned the man.

The words came from someone who had just killed a noble—the credibility was indeed questionable.

"Because they have only one purpose."

Under the gazes of everyone, the man directly walked towards Solan, who was holding his sword in a magic staff gesture.

The brave young man's eyes showed confusion, "magical failure" seems to have left his mind in shock, leaving him standing frozen, unable to comprehend why his spells didn't block the bullet for the noble.

"Brave one, Sir Solan, they are all here for you!"

For a moment, all eyes were on Solan.

Brave Solan!?

When the disguise was pierced, everyone struggled to digest the explosive news.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ethan and others had "sneaked" aboard the airship, even the captain was unaware Solan was on board.

"Solan."

The forest echoed with a man's gruff voice.

More than two meters tall, a man like a mountain with his face covered finally spoke, "If you want to know what happened while you were away, follow me."

The mountain-like man gestured to the ambushers, who immediately lowered their weapons.

He left Solan with a meaningful glance and walked towards the depths of the forest.