A Beating from Society

The moment Naruto entered the cabin, the hundred or so pairs of vicious eyes staring at him made his scalp crawl.

All of them were death-row inmates participating in the survival game. They wore striped prison uniforms marked with numbers and shackles on their hands. They seemed no different from the death-row inmates in the previous rescue game, but a closer look revealed the heavy killing intent surrounding them and the savage gleam in their eyes.

"What the hell? We waited all this time, and they brought us a brat?"

"This brat seems different. Look at his forehead protector—he's a Konoha ninja!"

"Oh? Now this is interesting."

The moment they heard "Konoha ninja," the hundred prisoners' gazes turned even more ferocious. Just as Naruto was at a loss, dozens of Anbu entered the cabin.

As soon as the Anbu ninjas entered, the death-row inmates immediately turned into obedient children. They all sat upright, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

The Anbu captain in the lead kicked Naruto in the backside and barked, "Namikaze Naruto, find a seat and sit down!"

Naruto was kicked flat on his face. After getting back up, he glared furiously at the man.

"Bastard!"

"Hm? Brat, this isn't Konoha!"

As soon as he spoke, the Anbu captain drew his longsword. Naruto immediately caved and ran to the nearest empty seat.

"Tch. At least you know what's good for you, brat. Listen up, you trash. That brat just now is your executioner. The airship will take you to a small island next. If you want to live, find that brat and kill him with everything you have. Whoever kills him will receive a royal pardon from His Majesty. But remember this: there is only one pardon!"

The prisoners had merely harbored ill intent toward Naruto before,