"So! It's just a barbaric natives' island, absolutely not India!..."
Sebastian questioned with reason and evidence, each sentence like the pounding of an aggressive drummer, striking Columbus's heart. Columbus's face turned red, wanting to retort loudly, yet he didn't know where to start. Finally, he could only grit his teeth and shout like a provoked stubborn mule.
"Nonsense! Those natives have cotton yarn, and it's a hot tropical zone; where I reached is indeed India!... As for why those natives are ignorant... it's only... only because they are far from the center of India, being islanders from the oriental islands of India, uncivilized boundary natives!"
"Furthermore, we continued our voyage and reached the civilized West Pan Gu Japan! We even encountered the navy of the Xipangu Kingdom, saw their oar-sail ships and copper cannons! Many in the Xipanguan army wore Ancient Greek-style bronze armor, wielding golden long spears; it's a nation both barbaric yet civilized!"
