"Don't speak so definitively. I've heard that in the Second Era, there were super ironclad ships hundreds of meters long, and even giant iron birds that flew in the sky."
"I've heard about that too, but those were miracles. Is there anything like that now?"
Winston snorted lightly, "If he can sail an ironclad giant ship up the Tamas River, I'll show you how to eat a warship raw on the spot."
"Well then, be sure to bring some sauce." Alben retorted sharply.
William raised both hands to put an end to their argument.
"Gentlemen, let's not have pointless quarrels. Let's hear if there's any more interesting intelligence."
William still needed to be given face.
Although Alben and Winston didn't see eye to eye, they did not continue to quarrel but instead sat upright like gentlemen.
The Chief of Military Intelligence continued to introduce Roland and Sif's new policies since the beginning of the year.
