March 15, Year 41 of Konoha
A full month and a half had passed since Konoha's army had mobilized in full force.
Of course, that was what the villagers welcoming the army's triumphant return at the village entrance believed.
In just a month and a half, Konoha's territory had spread across the entire shinobi world, apart from that desert old man Madara despised so much.
The nobles and samurai of other countries-any leaders who had adversely affected the common people-had all fallen to Danzo's blade!
As for nobles who loved their people like their own children and faithfully fulfilled their duties, Danzo had pulled them down from their lofty positions and incorporated them into Konoha's administration, without taking their lives.
It had to be said that these kindhearted nobles were quite happy to be taken into Konoha's fold.
Most had no ambitions of expanding their territory. In the shinobi world, where productivity was extremely low, ensuring that the people under their rule lived and worked in peace was no easy task.
With Konoha taking over, they were naturally happy. They had shed their burdens and could still pursue their aspirations under Konoha.
They were very satisfied!
They did not dare be dissatisfied, either...
There was also one extremely unusual little country: the Land of Demons.
This small country lay at the westernmost edge of the continent, bordering the Land of Earth to the north and separated from the Land of Water by a sea to the west.
The Land of Demons' Miko was its actual ruler, as well as a noble in name.
But the Miko did not take part in administering the country and was more like a mascot.
Yet the Miko's influence was immense. From the country's administrators down to its ordinary citizens, everyone was deeply devoted to