Chapter 887

The captain shouted excitedly.

"Quick, prepare for landing. Oh no, the landing gear won't go down! Go ask Lord Akaso quickly."

The flight attendant ran out and came back after a while.

"Lord Akaso says it's no problem, land directly."

The captain gritted his teeth and pushed the control stick down.

Staring at the sporadic lights of the airport, as he got closer and closer to the ground, the data in his mind became more detailed and complex, even factoring in the wind.

Seeing the one-minute countdown begin, the cockpit finally sounded a prompt: "50..."

The captain hurriedly pulled up the nose of the plane.

"30... 20... 10..."

Thump, thump, thump.

The captain felt his brain couldn't keep up with the count.

The plane seemed to have a spring installed, undulating back and forth on the ground, but the amplitude was not large, not even as severe as the turbulence in the air.

The ground staff at the airport all had their mouths wide open, looking at the runway in front of them.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes.

Under the huge plane, it was as if a piece of cotton candy was stuck, supporting the plane as it rubbed against the ground, just like a maglev train.

At the Hakodate Airport tower, a group of people stared blankly at the plane that had slowed down and stopped on the runway, forgetting even their work, until the sound of fire truck sirens rang out, prompting them to re-establish contact with the silent flight.

"Flight 865, this is Tower, can you hear me?"

"This is Flight 865, there are no casualties."

The captain, somewhat weak, panted as he connected to the static-filled radio.

The passengers in the cabin all applauded for the captain and the flight attendants, and also for the powerful Onmyoji, Akaso Kaze.

It was still raining in Hakodate, and fifteen minutes later, the rescued passengers were temporarily gathered by the side of the airport to shelter from the rain.

Staff members were busy running around, preparing hot water and towels, and because there were many children, the scene was a bit noisy.

Because Hakodate was well-prepared, the passengers on the plane were quickly evacuated one after another with the assistance of firefighters; only a small number of people who suffered minor injuries or felt unwell were taken onto fire trucks.

Once there was no one left on the plane, Akaso Kaze waved his hand.

A cloud of mist emerged from beneath the plane, shifted its form, and turned into a giant Mist Tengu.

In full view of everyone, it flew high into the sky.

Everyone cheered.

The next day, newspapers, magazines, and television across the country reported on this incident.

The surviving passengers' words of gratitude to Lord Onmyoji were played repeatedly on television.

"Lord Onmyoji is truly too powerful."

"He is our country's Superman!"

"He is simply a deity of the Heisei era!"

Nagasaki, Huis Ten Bosch.

This is a resort that recreates the streetscape of medieval Europe, with theaters, shops, restaurants, and hotels.

Because they obtained the royal building permit, they even recreated the Dutch Queen's palace, "Huis Ten Bosch Palace," hence the name "Huis Ten Bosch."

Akaso Kaze came because of a commission, but he planned to look around first.

Entering the resort area, there were tourists everywhere.

The Dutch-style architecture made it look like he had left Japan; not only were there various castles, but one could also see the iconic Dutch windmills.

Passing through the castle surrounded by a moat, there was a Music Box Fantasy Museum and a Glass Museum.

Akaso Kaze was admiring the display cabinets, and in front of him were some very beautiful pieces of glassware.