What a sacred title Daimyo was, yet here it was handed out as casually as a reward.
"That would indeed be a fine decision, but you said it yourself. The ministers all heard it, didn't they?" the Minister of Finance said.
"When the time comes, I hope you will not go back on your word."
Ran nodded. "Naturally. Go summon my uncles. Today, the Land of Whirlpools will resume its development and reclaim its former glory!"
No sooner had Ran finished speaking than an aged yet vigorous voice rang out from beyond the hall.
"No need to look for us. We are here."
Six Princes slowly entered the hall from outside.
The eldest, the Fourth Prince, was supported by his son, while a ninja followed behind each of the other Princes.
Ran could sense that those ninjas were extremely powerful.
"Nephew, the ministers are right. Ever since Third Brother took the throne, the entire country has declined rapidly."
"That was his fault, and you clearly lack the ability to change any of it. Choosing a new Daimyo is therefore a very wise decision."
Ran looked at his six uncles below the platform and sneered inwardly. "My uncles have all arrived quite promptly. Were you waiting outside the Daimyo Estate from the very beginning, just for the Minister of Finance to propose replacing the Daimyo?"
The Minister of Finance repeatedly waved his hands. "That is not correct. Lord Daimyo, you agreed to this yourself. It has nothing to do with me."
The Seventh Prince spoke up then. "Nephew, just announce that you are voluntarily relinquishing the position of Daimyo. Leave everything else to me. I guarantee that within a year, the Land of Whirlpools will return to how it was in your grandfather's day."
"Seventh Brother, Fourth Brother is still here.