Antilin

After arriving at the guesthouse where the foreign guests were being received, Hatake Sakumo and Might Duy took their leave.

The subsequent guard duties will be taken over by the Konoha Security Bureau.

"You must be tired from the journey."

"Chief Sarutobi, the rest is up to you."

Don't worry.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the two young men favored by the Ninja World Head of State, Sarutobi Sasuke looked at [Blood Emperor] Gilkinef and the elderly Cardinal.

Unlike the Ninja World where strength reigns supreme, Sarutobi Sasuke didn't feel any pressure from these two. Instead, the young boy and girl around him exerted immense pressure on him.

"If it were His Leader, he would probably have already risen up in rebellion and become the ruler of the country."

Recalling Uchiha Takeyasu's experience of seizing power, Sarutobi Sasuke felt as if he were in a dream.

Even though four years have passed, Sarutobi Sasuke still can't forget the scene that almost wiped out his entire clan.

Sarutobi Sasuke's mind was racing, but his aged face remained calm as he smiled and arranged rooms for the two groups of people.

"Gilkinef and Cardinal, the guesthouse does not prohibit your entry and exit. If you are interested, you can go and see the bustling night view of Konoha."

"Someone will come to lead you to the Presidential Building first thing tomorrow morning. Please be prepared."

In the reception room of the hotel, Sarutobi Sasuke explaining the relevant matters and then got up to leave.

As the deputy of the Security Bureau, he was naturally a member of the Uchiha camp. If he were to get too close to the leaders of the two defeated nations, it would lead to misunderstandings from the outside world.

Sarutobi Sasuke had always been cautious and diligent, still wanted to land safely and dared not take advantage of the situation to bully others.

The status that comes with power is enough for the Sarutobi Clan to thrive today.

After a brief silence in the reception room, a deep, aged voice rang out.

"Blood Emperor, what are your thoughts?"

"Thoughts?" Gilkinef chuckled softly. "At least in Konoha, don't call me the Blood Emperor anymore. After tomorrow, the Bahamas Empire will cease to exist."

"Thinking about it this way, it's actually quite easy."

"Without mountains of official documents and daily backstabbing, being a peaceful and wealthy man is a wonderful thing."

Gilkinef relaxed, leaning back in his chair, exuding an air of contentment, like a salted fish giving up.

"A wonderful thing? Your Excellency Gilkinef, are you really willing to give up the legacy passed down from your ancestors?"

The Cardinal picked up his teacup from the table, took a small sip, and remarked with a sigh.

"It takes countless people to build a country from nothing, to be willing to die for it, but it only takes a few people to give their approval to go from something to nothing."

Isn't it ironic?

Perhaps.

Gilkinef turned to meet the Cardinal's gaze, his eyes deep and resolute. "There's a saying in the Ninja World: 'Those who understand the times are the heroes.'"

"Our ancestors struggled to survive under the claws of foreign races, so it's not unacceptable for them to submit to the Ninja World, which is also composed of humankind."

"Time changes everything, and even the dragons that rule the continent will one day have their wings clipped. As long as we remain true to our original aspirations, we can leave the future to those who come after us."

"At least in our generation, we will follow the Ninja World Head of State Leader."

"Gilkinef, like the Slane Theocracy, believes that as long as there is life, there is hope."

The Cardinal sighed softly, seemingly recalling the tragic loss of an army of 100,000 men in a single day.

At that time, the capital city was draped in mourning, and the air was filled with the cries of the dying.

The seven priests who ruled the Slane Theocracy immediately initiated a strategy of defeat, sending elite seeds to the divine palace left behind by the [Six Gods] while also making pilgrimages to the Ninja World.

In the original plan, Antilin, a long-lived half-elf, was the key to protecting the elite seeds, but the girl's refusal left everyone helpless.

"The Black Gold Dragon King, capable of annihilating an army of 100,000 with a single blow, and the Ninja World Head of State who could also make the Black Gold Dragon King flee with a severed claw—with more and more ninjas exploring the continent, how long can we hide?"

"Our most important task now is to offer the sincerity befitting the Slane Theocracy."

"My existence is also part of our sincerity, hehe."

Antilin's words in the temple silenced the priests, who gazed silently at the smiling girl, suddenly realizing how little they knew about her.

Antilin, born from rape by the Elf King, undoubtedly had a tragic childhood. She was forced to train by her mother, and it didn't matter if she died during training, since there was the coldness of Resurrection Magic.

The only light in her childhood was the omelet made by Aunt Nazr. Without her aunt's love, Antilin felt that she would already be a living corpse.

If asked what favors she had done that were worth risking her life for, Antilin's feelings would be very complicated.

Occasionally, there are humans I like, although most of them have died because I've lived for so long. But for the country that those people love, I'd risk my life.

So, Antilin stepped forward.

To the Ninja World, her existence was dispensable, but for a man, few would refuse a beautiful and capable young woman offered to him, right?

There's a rumor in the Ninja World that Uchiha Takeyasu is a lecherous man.

"Yes, as long as you're alive, there's hope."

Gilkinef rose from his seat, stretched, and said, "Now we'll see how big His Leader's appetite is."

"I'll go to Konoha first. We'll be citizens of the Ninja World too, so we can't afford not to learn more about Konoha."

"Then wait for me."

The Cardinal followed behind with a smile.

The great sorcerer Frueda also went along.

In her room at the hotel, Antilin sat in the lobby, enjoying the food provided by the hotel, when God-kin Captain came over with a lunchbox.

"Is what you said at the temple true?"

Does it matter whether it's true or false now?

After slowly chewing her food, Antilin replied calmly.

"At my age, I'm at the point where I should be thinking about marriage. I just want to marry a man who can beat me, even if he's not good-looking, has a twisted personality... or isn't even human, it doesn't matter."

Upon hearing this, the God-kin Captain swore on his chastity—this was a lie!

Born unloved by her parents and disliked by her relatives, and subjected to constant indifference, would Antilin possess worldly desires?

She'd probably just feel nauseous and want to vomit!

Even the once arrogant and God-kin Captain, who had been severely punished by Antilin and had horse urine poured on his face, couldn't help but feel sad for the girl.

In fact, Antilin is quite lively and easy-going, cares about her colleagues, and is a gentle and kind girl.