Hearing her theory about buoyancy and swimming in the water, Bobby wondered in his head: 'Exactly, the air is also another fluid just like water, and the similar buoyancy and floating theory still applicable to it. Thanks, Archimedes, for his beautiful principle… I failed to maneuver in the air just because I'm too focused on just the flight. Instead, I should use the advantages of the natural forces and reaction forces to my advantage. Now I understand. It's exactly like soaring a boat in the river with a pair of oars.'
He closed his eyes, craned his head upward, and took a series of long breaths. He then put pressure on the ground and jumped up in the air and he focused on his wings and started flapping them at the same time. Finally, he was gradually lifted above in the air, higher and higher as he flapped his wings.
Slowly, he flew up higher and higher and finally reached, passing above the trees. Still, he focused on flapping his wings, and then finally he started flying around, adjusting the movement of the air with his wings.
"Woah-Ho-ho!" yelled Bobby, enthralled from flying against the wind and started roaming around the Delta Valley.
He continued flying for the next half an hour. He then returned and landed on the ground just beside the headless body of Hunk.
"Oh, dude, you must have really enjoyed your first time flying in the air….
Mine was when I was three years old and the fun I had in those days was something I would do anything to experience again." Cynthia said, feeling nostalgic. She then added, asking. "Anyway, how are you going to deal with this corpse? Are you going to bring his dead corpse to their camp or are you just going to bury it here? "
"Are you nut, Cynthia? Why would you even think that I will bring a dead body to the camp? It will only bring more attention to me, which I don't really like. It's better to dispose of this body." Bobby replied.
"As I thought, then let me help you. Listen, I'll pass you down this fire conjuring spell." Cynthia suggested. "Oh, and one more important thing, if you want to dispose of Angel's corpse, then you better use this skill. Otherwise, you may dispose of the whole corpse, but the problem is the Angelic Soul Core. Even after an angel is dead for several hundred years, his or her Angelic Soul core will remain."
"Okay, can you start now?" Bobby asked.
Then Cynthia, once again, touched her forehead with her index finger and in the next second, a dazzling white beam shot out from her forehead.
Soon after that, Bobby's consciousness was sucked into a strange plane, and the next moment he found himself standing on the boundless grassland.
He looked around and saw an immense banyan tree and there was also a lady with a pair of white wings on her back sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning slightly on the tree.
"Eh, that's Cynthia!" He blurted out on seeing the familiar face. Then he approached her.
Just after, he was close to her, and he was about to call her. "Cyn…"
The lady who was currently meditating opened her eyes, and then she started chanting a spell in one of the long-lost ancient tongues of Angel. And at the same time, she made a series of hand seals, and her white Angelic Energy also infused out at the end of the spell and the white glowing energy suddenly turned into a black flame.
"Primordial Black Angelic Flame!" she shouted and the fabric of the space law inside that place began breaking into multiple specks like breaking glass.
The next thing he gained his consciousness again, Bobby saw he was still inside the Delta valley of the Island.
"Alright, did you remember everything?" Cynthia's melodious voice chimed inside his head.
"Umm," Bobby nodded his head and asked with some doubt. "Hey, Cynthia, I memorized every detail of the spell even to the minuscule level of scope, but the thing is that I don't have the Angelic Grace Energy… So you tell me. How the hell am I going to harness it in order to conjure that fire summoning spell?" And he asked.
"Good question," Cynthia responded. "But you don't need to. For harnessing Angelic Grace energy, do I have to remind you you have something really amazing which is… "
"Angelic Armament!" Both of them cried it out at the same time.
"Don't worry. Just follow exactly as the Fire conjuring spell I taught you and the Angelic Grace Energy will be eventually drawn out from the Angelic Armament at the right moment." Cynthia explained, saying telepathically in his mind.
"Well, then let me give it a shot." Then, without wasting a second, Bobby started chanting the spell of the Fire Conjuring technique, making several hand seals exactly as he visioned from his memory and executed the spell perfectly.
When the incantation was completed, exactly like Cynthia predicted, the pair of black wings on his back glowed with white light, and in the next second, a large concentration of Angelic Grace energy was injected out from his palms which were then turned into a lump of black flame in the air just above his hands. "Primordial Black Angelic Flame!" He yelled at the top of his lunge.
He sat down and removed all the belongings, including the card-like device and also the black Cube device that Hunk used to contact his family's head. Then he touched a leg of the corpse with the black flame and within a couple of seconds, the flame set ablaze, the entire corpse turning them into its fuel.
"Cynthia, as we agreed, you can keep this." He then placed the Black Cube device touching his forehead and chanted an Angelic Spell and the next thing it vanished and reappeared in the hand of Cynthia in his mind.
He then walked toward the bloody head of Hunk and did the same, setting it ablaze with the black fireball in his hand.
But unlike before, he saw something really strange this time, as after every part of the head was burnt out. There was still a mass of drizzling white balls, which was clearly the Angelic Soul of Hunk.
"Cynthia, what's going on? Is this flame still going to fail?" Bobby asked with doubt.
"Give it some time. It'll eventually be burnt out too." Cynthia answered.
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
And after ten minutes, the white Angelic Soul Ball exploded with a popping sound and the whole matter was decomposed completely.
Then he stood up and glanced at the black flame in his hand and said, "Deactivate!"
And the Primordial Angelic Black, in the air just above his right hand, vanished as if it was not there from the very beginning.
He then said, "Is that really going to work?"
"Absolutely," Cynthia replied.
Bobby then removed his military camo dress and his innerwear and tossed them on the ground and walked toward the small lake, and jumped into the water.
After cleaning himself, he jumped out of the water and landed on the ground. He turned around and saw the reflection of the scrawny youth named Loki on the surface of the water wearing the full dress of Angel's military dress that resembled the Japanese Kimino dress, except for the pants.
"Hmm, it works," Bobby said in a tone exactly like Loki.
Bobby looked so much like Loki that if Loki were here and saw Bobby, he would have difficulty deciding whether Bobby or he was Loki.
"Alright then, let's go." He said. Then he spread his wings and jumped up lightly and then flapped his wings, flew up in the air, and gradually lifted high above in the air and flew toward the direction of the castle.
After over half an hour of aerial flight, he finally saw the miniature size castle from high above in the air and then he sped toward it, flapping his wings more rapidly.
Then he landed on the grassy ground in front of the Castle.
As soon as he landed, Captain Shiko appeared out of the blue just beside him.
It was exactly like Angel's military deportment when Bobby saluted at him, kneeling on the left leg and crunching slightly on the ground. "Greeting Captain!"
"Stand At ease! Have you completed your assignment?" Captain Shiko said.
"Yes, I have," Bobby replied in the same voice as Loki and he reached inside his pocket and pulled out a thick metallic gray plate and presented it to him.
"Well, follow me inside." Captain Shiko said and walked inside the Castle.
While in disguise as Loki, Bobby promptly followed Captain Shiko as he entered the castle.
After a couple of minutes, Captain Shiko stopped in front of a door and said, "Go inside and wait here. We still have one left to come back. "
Upon entering the conference room, Bobby found twelve people already seated in their respective seats waiting for their captain to begin the meeting.
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