Archer grinned while answering Maeve, ''Different designs, and I spent a fortune on each ship so they can withstand a barrage of mana cannons before they sink.''
Maeve nodded, ''Amazing,'' she said with a smile. ''I can't wait to see what Draconia's like, but you know the whole kingdom will rally against you now.''
''I honestly don't care, my warrior princess,'' Archer said. ''Many kingdoms will come for me when they realize how strong Draconia is becoming.''
''I understand and will help any way I can,'' she replied. ''I could help train some soldiers in the way of the Avalochians, who specialize in mountain and jungle warfare.''
Archer smiled when he heard this and hugged the orange-haired girl, who made an adorable noise. Shortly after that, the ship's captain appeared, a man in his late twenties who saluted him before speaking, ''The lookouts spotted a Novgorodian scout ship; we can escape them but need a distraction.''
