"My apologies, Assembly Master. I was unable to notice the situation due to how chaotic everything was," Lee Hyeon-Su lowered his head apologetically.0

"No, don't apologize," said Kang Jin-Ho while waving his hand. "It's not your fault, Chief Lee. Even if you knew, there was nothing you could have done, anyway."0

After saying that, Kang Jin-Ho leaned back in the seat and wordlessly drummed on his knee with his fingers.0

'Ten lives, is it…?'0

That was fewer than expected. Considering the number of martial artists participating, as well as how many Japanese warriors had shown up this time, ten people losing their lives seemed insignificant enough to brush aside without a care in the world.0

Of course, that was not going to happen under Kang Jin-Ho's watch.0

Not all numbers were equal. For instance, ten loaves of bread were just that, bread. But ten human lives? Their true value could never be signified with mere numbers.0

Kang Jin-Ho was currently experiencing a strange set of emotions.0

Ten people dying wouldn't have been something to be concerned about for his old self. After all, a war was fought with human sacrifices. It'd be impossible not to see any loss of life when people were fighting to the death.0

He had witnessed countless sacrifices and warriors dying in the heat of the battle. And no, he wasn't simply recalling the ones he had killed. His comrades, people who fought alongside him… also died in countless numbers.0

Even then, Kang Jin-Ho didn't spare too much thought on them. So, what was different about this situation...0