Rasa's nerve really had gone a little beyond Araki's expectations.
Or maybe the pressure and trauma I left him with last time were too much, and they drove him mad?
Araki reflected on himself for a moment, then asked with great interest, "What are you planning to do?"
Seeing that the other party really had shown interest in this, Rasa felt his heart settle. "If I, as Kazekage, am the leader of Sunagakure, then the leader of the entire Land of Wind is, without question, the daimyo."
"You can help me become daimyo?"
For Araki and the other Ancient Gods, simply launching a sneak attack and killing the daimyo naturally was no difficult matter, but the position of daimyo was not something where whoever killed the predecessor could simply succeed him.
If they could not gain widespread recognition, then they could not obtain the faith that should come with that position.
So they had only one method: completely conquer this country.
Therefore, as the strongest military forces in their nations, the great shinobi villages became the first targets that needed to be dealt with.
But if a shinobi village took the lead and surrendered now...
"No, no, no. You have misunderstood me."
Rasa waved his hands again and again. Give him another dose of courage, and he still would not dare commit such a grave offense.
"Are you playing me?"
Araki leaned slightly forward, and together with his icy tone, his pressure and danger abruptly soared.
"What I mean is, if you have a way, then you may control the daimyo from the shadows. Sunagakure will turn a blind eye."
Rasa hurriedly explained.
"Control him from the shadows? What use is that!"
If the Ancient Gods could directly extract the power of faith gathered on someone else, why would they