Doubt

Yes, three options had just appeared again, and unsurprisingly, he had chosen Taijutsu this time.

Feeling his Taijutsu instincts grow a little stronger gave him the illusion that he could shatter the air with a single punch.

Then he lifted his chin again and motioned ahead.

"Let's keep going."

"Yes."

Come to think of it, the young master has grown taller again.

At that moment, Qingyi's feelings were terribly complicated, with a little shyness mixed in.

As Yuya's personal maid, she noticed every little change in him.

In her eyes, her young master was the best young master in the whole world.

Not only was he so considerate and gentle toward every one of his maids,

he was also intelligent, kind, and exceptionally gifted at everything he did.

Only they knew just how much the young master had quietly done behind the scenes for the entire Land of Ancestors!

And he's so handsome, too...

She silently added that to the list.

Remembering the smile that had just curved Yuya's lips set her heart fluttering.

"Why does he get to be the Divine Child? I won't accept it!"

Just then, a young boy dressed in luxurious clothes blocked the carriage.

The boy cried out indignantly,

"Why should he be the Divine Child? Does our Land of Ancestors have no one else?

"Since ancient times, our Land of Ancestors has chosen worthy successors. To become the Divine Child and rule the Land of Ancestors,

"you must know swordsmanship, horsemanship, the classics and laws, poetry and song, statecraft and policy. You needn't master them all, but you must at least know something about them.

"Tell me, Your Highness, what earned you this position? What contributions have you made to the country?! Was it just because you're handsome?"

The boy demanded answers at the top of his voice.

His last remark sent the haters in the crowd roaring with laughter!

They felt vindicated at last.

Indeed, whenever anyone looked at Yuya, the first thing that drew their attention was his appearance, his incomparable good looks.

Yet that had become the perfect target for an attack!

What use was being handsome? He was nothing but a pretty ornament.

A country needed capable people, not pretty ornaments.

"Who is this guy? How dare he talk back to our Divine Child like that?"

"Exactly! Drag him away, the brazen little bastard."

"Damn it, I can't take this anymore. Who are you to criticize my little Divine Child?"

"Don't be scared. Mommy will protect you~"

But let's not forget that Yuya also had an enormous army of fanatical fans. Look, even the mom fans had come out!

The girls who had been waiting there were outraged!

After standing in line for so long, how could they let someone speak about their idol that way?

Someone immediately grabbed the boy and dragged him into the crowd, ready to give him a beating before hauling him away.

"Oh-ho, so you're the one who decided to jump out and stir up trouble?"

Yuya didn't mind at all. His handsome lips curved into a smile.

Then an unusual emotion flickered through his starry eyes, and he paused to consider things.

Even this tiny Land of Ancestors was full of scheming and struggles for power.

This time, some factions seemed unable to stay hidden any longer.

"Your Highness, is this... is this all you've got? Why don't you dare answer my questions directly? Someone like you isn't worthy of protecting the Divine Maiden!"

Seeing things turn against him, the boy struggled and shouted again.

He wanted to take the moral high ground and pass judgment on Yuya. Unfortunately for him, Yuya had no morals.

The entire Land of Ancestors existed to serve Princess Kaguya and the God Tree.

What, was he supposed to turn this agrarian country into some perfectly governed paradise? Did he have to bring it into the industrial age?

What a joke.

And he says I'm not worthy of ruling.

If I'm not worthy, you are?!

Why don't you go tell Kaguya that?

Yuya had originally been too lazy to bother with the boy.

But he couldn't resist a chance to farm stat points!

Sure enough, three high-risk options appeared before his eyes for the first time in a while.

[Option 1: Handle it quietly. Pretend not to see him and let your fans drag him away. Time is the best PR; it will bury everything. Reward: Strength +1]

[Option 2: Don't explain. Might makes right! Suppress him, then keep brutally suppressing dissent with force!! Reward: Clone Technique]

[Option 3: Handle it decisively. Make him wholeheartedly submit, weep bitterly, and recognize his mistakes in both body and mind. Note: This option is highly difficult. Please choose carefully. Reward: Three-tomoe Sharingan]

Time is the best PR?

No response is the best response?

Interesting.

If he ruled the country through force and people this unafraid of death stepped forward,

did he even need to bother with them? He could just kill them all!

But... he thought Kaguya probably wouldn't like that...

Besides, if one fearless person stepped forward today, what about tomorrow? The day after?!

If he kept ignoring such matters instead of handling them fairly, sooner or later, resentment would spread throughout the country and plunge it into turmoil.

Let's not forget that Kaguya's two sons had been swayed by others into believing their mother was a tyrant, leading them to betray her.

So sometimes, a good reputation was absolutely crucial.

More importantly, Princess Kaguya was watching, wasn't she?

"Sister..."

Yuya had already sensed a gaze fixed on him.

Princess Kaguya had probably activated her Byakugan to observe everything.

At the same time, a faint power began to curl around Yuya's entire body, probing him.

"It's been a while, little Yuya. Do you need me to step in?"

Was she transmitting her voice through chakra?

And her words were unmistakably protective of him!