Images of Death

Shion had been in Konoha for some time now, and life here was far more comfortable than it had been in the Land of Demons.

As a priestess, she held an exalted status, surrounded by countless guards whenever she went out.

No matter how mature Shion was, she was still a fifteen-year-old girl. In truth, she did not like that sort of life.

After coming to Konoha, people still protected her, but she could only vaguely sense their presence.

After all, those who had protected her before were ordinary people, whereas now they were Konoha's Anbu.

Naturally, Anbu operatives would not be discovered so easily.

Konoha was incredibly prosperous and densely populated, especially with its many novel foods.

To Shion, who had come from the Land of Demons, they were all delicious and fascinating.

Shion was a hereditary priestess, and every generation of priestesses received vast sums of money from the daimyo of the Land of Demons.

However, the priestess lineage consisted of ascetics with few desires and little need to spend money, so their wealth had accumulated considerably.

Thus, Shion was very wealthy. Now that she had come to Konoha, she could eat whatever she wanted and play however she pleased.

Her days were relaxed and pleasant.

Her task was simply to wander around Konoha every day.

She had to ensure that the common people did not suffer any major disasters.

Shion liked this work very much. It was far better than being trapped in the palace every day.

Moreover, she had discovered that after spending a day sightseeing, her cultivation was much more efficient when she returned to her residence than when she focused solely on training.

She spent less than a third of the time cultivating compared to when she was in the Land of Demons, yet