Chojuro listened quietly, sinking into deep thought.
After a while, he slowly asked, "If the Empire really descends upon us, the new culture and the old culture will inevitably come into conflict. Don't you think this would be a grave disrespect to our ancestors?"
Hearing this, the old man let out a cold laugh.
His eyes were filled with anger and disdain as he shouted, "Ancestors? Hmph! They were nothing but a bunch of useless fools! If it weren't for the mistakes they made back then, how could the Hidden Mist Village have become what it is today? How could the Land of Water have fallen into such a miserable state?!"
"I sincerely hope those wonderful days will arrive soon!" the old man cried, waving his arms wildly in a frenzy.
Chojuro silently watched the nearly deranged old man before him and made a secret resolution.
I was actually deceived by those people who praised the Shinobi Village System!
"Grandpa, do the people here all share your views?"
"Yes... We've long been utterly fed up with the rule of the Hidden Mist Village."
"In such a short time, we've already changed two Kage. The current Kage seems to be called... Chōjūrō... He seems to be a fledgling kid, too. I really don't know what those higher-ups are thinking!"
Chojuro froze, then became somewhat dazed.
Have all my variants really become Kage?
But this authority had been obtained through the exploitation and control of the people below.
Then... I refuse to accept it!!!
"So, you're saying that they're all willing to accept the Empire's blessings?"
Chojuro stood before Zabuza.
"That's right!"
Zabuza nodded.
Over the past two days, he had already heard a great deal of news.
Since the common people were willing,
then...
the shinobi's wishes were no longer