Kizaru smiled bitterly for a simple reason: he had underestimated Shin.
Compared to himself, this guy named Uchiha Shin was the true old hand. He had a perfect grasp of conversational tone, topics, and when to appropriately display his strength.
The initiative was now entirely in the other party's hands, and Kizaru had been completely pushed onto the defensive in this conversation. But circumstances were stronger than he was. Kizaru could only lament his fate inwardly—why had he run into this monster of all people?
Maybe next time he went out, he should find a "witch" to tell his fortune.
"All right, let's continue with our previous topic. You actually wanted to ask about my true objective, didn't you? ...You don't need to beat around the bush. For the time being, I don't have any clear objective. If I did, it would probably be something like destroying the world."
Shin smiled calmly. Cold sweat once again covered Kizaru's forehead as he gave an awkward laugh. "Lord Shin, you really know how to joke."
"Oh, so you thought I was joking." Shin shrugged, offering no further explanation.
For an instant, Kizaru's expression stiffened. He had a feeling that the other man was not simply joking. This Uchiha Shin might truly do something as dangerous as "destroying the world."
Deep down, he immediately classified Shin as a top-level terrorist—one of the sort who absolutely could not be offended.
In truth, Shin himself did not know whether he would ultimately "destroy the world." For the growth of his Divine Kingdom, and to prepare for the upheaval countless years from now, he needed to continuously accumulate power.
The accumulation of power required the world's origin.
Yet even now, he had never seen what a complete world origin looked like. He had not sorted out