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The sailor nodded grimly. "Yeah. Stronger than anything we've seen before. It's got this beastly look too. Smokes coming out from the top like a monster breathing fire. You can't outrun it, and you sure as hell can't fight it."

"Who commands this iron ship?"

"Jon Blue. That bastard's got himself a ship no one can stand up to. I bet he's been terrorizing the sea ever since."

Garry's brow furrowed. It appears that he had been away from the sea for too long and the world is quietly changing.

"If no one possesses that ship, where did he get it? From your words, it seems like a rare artefact."

"I'm sure it came from Ryntum. From the hearsay among the dockworkers, iron ships are a common sight at their ports."

"Are they selling these ships to foreigners?" Garry excitedly asked.

The sailor shook his head.