Buggy wore a broad grin. Part of it was relief at surviving, and part of it was delight at launching his broadcasting career on a battlefield.
Werther and Buggy had just struck a deal.
Werther would allow Buggy to broadcast from Wano Country. In return, Buggy would transport weapons for him unconditionally for two years.
Setting strength aside, Buggy's Delivery Company was Absolute the fastest fleet on the seas. Name any island in the New World, and Buggy could deliver there.
Werther thought it would be a shame to kill a delivery magnate like Buggy. After all, Buggy's success was sheer dumb luck. It could never be replicated.
When Werther returned to the ground, he found that the battlefield had changed considerably.
The two sides had been fighting across a broad stretch of open ground. Now, with Wano Country's samurai driven back, the fighting had spilled into the country itself.
Street fighting began. It was less brutal than the large-scale battle before, but far more dangerous.
The samurai's advantage in numbers began to show. Fighting in groups of three to five, they actually held off Kaido's men.
Although the immediate threat of their country's destruction had passed, the civilians of Wano Country had even less room to survive.
There had been no civilians in sight on the earlier battlefield. Now a few could be seen fleeing through the alleys.
Kaido's men ignored them, not because they had found their conscience, but because they had too many samurai to deal with. They had no time for civilians.
Cries and the wails of the dying rang throughout Wano Country. The entire nation seemed to be weeping.
Werther watched it all without expression. The victor ruled, and the defeated paid the price. It was cruel, but it was the truth.
The war settled