Although his wife still did not want to leave and wanted to stay to watch the excitement, the Third Prince dragged her away anyway.
The maid continued supervising the work, meticulous and unsmiling.
Torikaze's clone and Chisato could sense everything outside from within the room. Watching the activity in the Daimyo Estate, they both felt it was a little too exaggerated.
Wouldn't it have been enough to simply summon everyone and kill them all?
Why hold a banquet and pull this whole Feast at Hong Gate routine?
"Perhaps they were worried those nobles and ministers would become suspicious? This was safer, and there was nothing wrong with it."
When Torikaze and Chisato first arrived in the Land of Whirlpools, they had seen the stark divide between nobles and Ordinary People.
Not only had that disparity failed to fade with the nation's development and the passage of time, it had instead grown more severe.
Things had reached the point where the country was in complete chaos, and the ministers were riding roughshod over the Daimyo. It was downright upside down.
"Never mind. Since that kid wants to do it this way, let him. You only need to help fan the flames."
Chisato felt Torikaze had a point. She had come here to help kill people, so she only needed to do what she was supposed to do.
A ninja still needed professional integrity.
"Fine, let him do as he pleases. But if they make such a move, won't half of Uzushiogakure have to mobilize?"
"Shouldn't the other six old princes make a move too?"
Torikaze thought for a moment. "It doesn't matter. Ran has something in his hands. Other than sparing the Seventh Prince's life, the rest can be killed as long as Ran agrees."
Chisato was rather surprised. She had