"It's over, then."
After muttering that simple line, Wiggins coolly turned around to leave.
The situation on the cruise ship's deck had already been wrapped up, and Wiggins' help was no longer necessary. Then again, the fate of this place had been set in stone once Kang Jin-Ho decided to come here personally.
Even then, Wiggins still stuck close to Kang Jin-Ho's side because the world was ripe with all sorts of remarkable and unexpected developments.
Strength was supposed to trump everything, but a top-tier expert would still get baffled and flustered after encountering something unfamiliar for the first time. And no one could guarantee such a thing would never happen to Kang Jin-Ho.
Wiggins was an expert in dealing with such unexpected situations. As a user of magic, his ability to adapt and respond was far superior than other martial artists. However, with the situation reaching this point, it seemed his help was no longer needed here.
'They have been surprisingly foolish.'
That was the impression Wiggins got. If he had been in charge of the planning, Wiggins would've undoubtedly included a group of sorcerers unique to Japan in his army. Doing so would have created variables, and such variables always played a major factor in a war.
The Japanese not even bothering to create any sort of variable had pretty much doomed their invasion from the get-go.
"I can't tell whether the Japanese had been foolish or..."
Wiggins stopped muttering, then sneaked a quick glance behind him. Then, a slightly dumbfounded grin formed on his face.
'That may not be it, perhaps?'
The leadership positions of the martial world were not inherited but occupied by the strongest experts of the era. However, that strength wasn't determined only through one's martial prowess.
The Round Table was a good example. The Master was undoubtedly a powerful individual. However, if someone asked Wiggins if he thought the Round Table's Master was Europe's strongest, most capable fighter, then... He'd have some trouble answering that.
The same applied to South Korea. The Korean martial society used to belong to Lee Jung-Geol and Kim Seok-Il before Kang Jin-Ho showed up. However, if the question of whether or not those two men were the strongest experts in Korea was raised, then...
The odds of Korea's strongest expert living in seclusion on some nameless mountainside were quite high. After all, an expert who doggedly spent every waking hour polishing their martial arts would obviously be stronger than those who must spend their time operating a large organization and scheming evil things behind everyone's backs.
The same story should also apply to Japan. If the "Iemoto" the Japanese warriors mentioned was indeed the head of the Shinichi-kai... That position could not be occupied by one's physical strength alone.
One's strength was obviously very important in the martial world. However, that didn't mean strength was everything to a martial artist. A muscle brain would inevitably expose their weaknesses to cunning enemies, after all!
Since that was the case, tonight's catastrophe could not have been the result of the Japanese's stupidity or ineptitude. No, it was more like they had failed to appreciate the truth. The truth of Kang Jin-Ho's incredible strength, that was!
Wiggins loyally served Kang Jin-Ho, but even he had a hard time comprehending how absurdly strong his lord was.
Kang Jin-Ho was a powerful expert back when Wiggins first met him. But Kang Jin-Ho of now had become so much more powerful that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he wasn't even the same person anymore!
Even Wiggins had given up on trying to comprehend Kang Jin-Ho's strength. In that case, how could these Japanese warriors have known? Considering all these points, making fun of them didn't seem right anymore.
Of course, the Japanese were not morons. They should learn some valuable lessons from this defeat. If they were dead set on invading Korea again, the next invasion would be much grander in scope than what they had prepared this time.
However, that was if only they had any wiggle room left.
'Indeed. Would they have any leeway left after tonight?'
All these warriors dying tonight would hurt Japan quite badly.
War was not fought with numbers. Losing 10% of one's forces in a video game could be written off as a minor setback. However, losing that much in real war was severe enough to consider giving up the fighting altogether. And tonight, Japan was about to lose well over 10% of her fighting force.
Could the Japanese still organize another wave of invasion even after losing so many of their elite warriors?
It would not be easy. Another defeat of this scale would signal the complete and utter destruction of the Japanese martial society. So, did they possess the will to do that?
'It's impossible to know.'
It was possible to see into outer space and deep oceans, but not into the hearts of men.
Common sense dictated the Japanese would not try another invasion anytime soon, but Wiggins knew only too well the world didn't always operate according to logic.
Besides, most wars didn't start from a logical reason, anyway. Whims of a crazed tyrant usually were to blame for most conflicts.
With the situation at this juncture, what should Wiggins do next?
"Hmm. It's time to wrap this up."
Wiggins reached out and grabbed Nobuo's shoulder. The latter flinched nastily and hurriedly looked back at Wiggins.
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