363 Ironclad

Riz nodded thoughtfully. "You're right," he agreed with Elric's assessment. Then, a smirk formed on his face, "That's why I've put our agents among that ragtag group."

Elric's eyes widened in shock. "That... was nasty," he commented.

Riz chuckled at Elric's reaction. "Oh, Elric," he said, amusement evident in his tone. "You have no idea. That's actually quite mild compared to what I'm capable of. Anyway, let's not dwell on them. Show me the progress in the shipyard."

Elric, maintaining his professional demeanour, led the king through the bustling shipyard. "Of course, Your Majesty. Right this way."

The shipyard was a hive of activity. Skilled craftsmen and labourers worked in tandem, creating a symphony of industry.

As they moved deeper into the shipyard, the towering structures of partially constructed warships came into view.

Elric brought the king to witness the remarkable vessel taking shape within the shipyard.