"Unrestrained capital is the most terrifying thing. Once it expands without restraint, it can devour everything in the end!"
Through methods akin to a dimensionality-reduction strike, along with shareholding and the spread of shops, he had infiltrated every aspect of the Daimyo's estate. The nobles gained profits, Uchiha Yū gained the power to influence the Land of Wind, and the cost of medical treatment for ordinary people also decreased.
It was a win-win-win arrangement. Their intertwined interests were the best adhesive binding them together.
As long as someone was from the Daimyo's estate, mentioning that renowned physician would bring an expression of respect to their face. Some even regarded him as a god sent to save the world.
"Sir Yū, the Daimyo's condition has improved. He is staying conscious for longer and longer periods. The Daimyo has asked for you."
Yū had been living quite well lately, enjoying a taste of luxury. As for the First Prince, who had always wanted to kill him, he did not dare act rashly while the Daimyo was still alive.
A prince was still only a prince, not the Daimyo! Not the ruler of the Land of Wind!
"I'll go take a look."
Uchiha Yū looked at the ninja who had delivered the message. At the same time, he had been observing the princes in the Daimyo's estate, searching for one with both ambition and ability.
Only he understood the Daimyo's true condition. His body seemed to be improving because Uchiha Yū had continuously stimulated it with chakra, essentially using drastic medicine to give him the confidence to keep living. But the truth was that he was certain to die this year.
The weather was growing colder and colder. Perhaps even a minor cold would become the last straw that broke the camel's back.