Yakushi Nonō couldn't breathe as her heart clenched.
"What happened?"
Hyuga Sho asked curiously.
The headless corpse was still tied to the chair.
Blood sprayed from its neck with a hissing sound.
Yakushi Kabuto's vacant-eyed head rolled right in front of Yakushi Nonō.
Years of infiltration.
A long wait.
All so she could finally see her adopted son one more time.
And Kabuto's death... what meaning did all those years of infiltration have now?!
"Leave quickly, Yakushi Nonō. It's all over. Go back to carrying out missions for Shimura Danzō."
Hyuga Sho said this.
Then he walked over.
With one kick, he sent Yakushi Kabuto's head flying.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Like a basketball, Yakushi Kabuto's head bounced several times off the walls and ceiling.
By the time it fell, it was a bloody mess.
That action.
It became the final straw that broke Yakushi Nonō.
"Ahhhhhh~~~~!!!"
The tragic nun Yakushi Nonō's despairing wail echoed through the Torture Department's Deputy Head's office at night.
The so-called final straw that broke the camel's back.
It was certainly not the straw itself that caused the camel to fall.
Before the camel collapsed.
It had already accumulated countless pressures on its back.
Anyone of sound mind could understand this.
After carrying out long-term spy missions.
A person would either suffer a mental breakdown or defect to the enemy in the end.
The reason Yakushi Nonō hadn't broken down.
Wasn't that she had no emotions.
It was that her tolerance was higher than that of other spies.
But even the highest tolerance had a day when it would collapse.
Moreover...
A landslide on a small hill and the collapse of Mount Tai were absolutely not the same thing.
The more negative emotions Yakushi Nonō endured.
The more astonishing the eruption would be when they finally