A Scheme Targeting a Nation

As long as they drew a pattern on their bodies, they could become followers of the Jashin Cult and escape the fate of being killed.

Such a deal instantly tempted every Sand Shinobi.

That included Yuri, the temporary leader of the squad.

"Well?"

Simu asked blandly, looking as though he had no intention of forcing them.

"Fine. I'm willing to become a follower of the Jashin Cult."

Yuri agreed almost without hesitation. He had initially thought this mysterious man would plant some troublesome Cursed Seal on them, but it was only drawing the Jashin Cult's symbol. What was there to refuse?

Compared to that, his own life was far more important!

Since Yuri had agreed, the others had even less reason to refuse. One after another, they allowed Simu to mark them with the Jashin Cult's symbol, then swore an oath together before Lord Jashin.

"Forever shall we follow the greatest and only master. Should we betray him, our souls shall fall into hell for eternity."

After the simple ritual, the six members of the squad officially became followers of the Jashin Cult.

And Simu kept his word. Once they had sworn their oaths, he let them leave.

Watching their retreating figures, Simu revealed an eerie smile.

"You really are bored. Every day, all you do is play these little tricks."

Hidan had apparently finished his own ritual at some point. He came to Simu's side and spoke helplessly.

Though he was not especially sharp, after staying by Simu's side for so long, he had come to deeply understand one thing.

Simu would never show kindness for no reason.

Whenever he wore that gentle smile and displayed angelic mercy, it meant the devil had already set his sights on you.

Simu looked at Hidan and sighed. "This time, I truly