Those drones and satellites in the sky saw the fog within the building disperse, and only when Yagyuu Kojirou walked out did some rejoice while others despaired.
Inside the base, the old man who had been attentively observing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yagyuu Kojirou might be somewhat deranged, but his strength was real.
The attacker, ignorant of his own death, had chosen Kojirou as his opponent, essentially courting death.
Just...
The thought of the horrifying scene where Kojirou had torn off his old head to grow a new one made the old man's feelings complex once again.
It was indeed a time when one could hardly tell humans from ghosts.
But what of it?
As long as Yagyuu Kojirou stayed in Japan, other nations would fear his unexpected beheadings, which would facilitate Japan's interactions with them. As for Kojirou's preference for person Q, his consumption of his own offspring, these were but minor indiscretions…
Under heavy surveillance,
