"Have all the nobles in the Capital really been slaughtered by that killing god?"
In Kusagakure, a ninja shuddered as he listened to the intelligence sent back from the Capital.
"Not just the nobles. Not a single samurai or ninja escaped!"
"According to the information we gathered, that tree in the Capital hasn't withered in the slightest. Bodies are hanging beneath it, and one look is enough to terrify you!"
Another Grass Ninja sighed as he spoke. Kusagakure still had good people, though there might not have been many of them.
After all, Kusagakure lived by the law of the jungle. If they did not want the strong to use them as cannon fodder, they had to become ruthless-or rather, let the village's ways reshape them.
Quite a few ninja had already left Kusagakure a day earlier. Those who remained either hoped they would get lucky or genuinely believed they had never committed any unforgivable crimes.
"Judging by the time, that killing god should be reaching Kusagakure soon."
Another Grass Ninja spoke softly, anxiety in his eyes. Clearly, even he was unsure whether his past deeds made him guilty.
As these Grass Ninja discussed Uchiha Chisen, they failed to notice a scrawny little girl eavesdropping nearby.
Or perhaps they had noticed, but no longer had any desire to bully her.
A killing god...
A killing god who slaughtered all the nobles, the Daimyo, and the ninja in the Land of Grass's Capital...
A killing god whose name alone sent those hateful Grass Ninja scurrying away!
Karin Uzumaki, who was around the same age as Uzumaki Naruto, listened to their conversation with a glimmer of curiosity in her eyes.
She had been released yesterday. Or rather, since yesterday, hardly anyone in Kusagakure had bothered with her anymore. From the information she