As the Daimyo was growing increasingly furious, Mirai Uchiha finally arrived at the Daimyo's Estate.
Seeing that Mirai Uchiha had arrived late, the Daimyo rebuked him loudly. "Mirai Uchiha, you're three days late!"
Ever since Mirai arrived in Kokuto, he had already killed a civilian and several samurai. And yet, he hadn't even bothered to visit him first!
Instead, he spent each day with two women while leaving the Daimyo waiting for three entire days!
Absolutely outrageous!
Facing the Daimyo's interrogation, Mirai Uchiha simply replied coolly, "Have I ever been known for being early?"
The Daimyo paused, his anger flaring even further.
The dozen or so ministers kneeling on both sides glared furiously as well.
Used to seeing themselves as superior, they certainly wouldn't allow an inferior ninja to challenge them.
"You bastard! How dare you speak like that to the Daimyo?!"
"Just a lowly ninja—you should drop your pointless pride before us!"
"Apologize and kneel down immediately before the Daimyo decides to execute you."
Furrowing his brow at the irritating clamor around him, Mirai Uchiha said coldly, "Be silent—or I'll kill you all."
A dense, tangible killing intent spread throughout the palace, immediately causing cold sweat to drip from those once-arrogant ministers.
Though Mirai Uchiha had indeed killed a civilian and several samurai only days earlier,
those people were nowhere near as significant as these individuals.
No one present had expected such a mere ninja would dare to say such things to them!
In response, they could only look toward the Daimyo for help.
Clearing his throat, the Daimyo used his fan to hide his momentary shock, then softly asked Mirai Uchiha, "Mirai Uchiha, why have you come to Kokuto?"
"I wish to become The Fourth Hokage," Mirai replied calmly, "and the village also requires financial support from the nation."
Hearing that, the Daimyo slammed his fan heavily onto the table and coldly snorted, "I reject both of your requests!"
"You came to Kokuto, stayed at an inn where ninjas are forbidden, and killed a civilian and several samurai..."
"And now you speak without restraint or respect toward the Daimyo and ministers."
"I think you clearly haven't recognized your place!"
He continued smugly, his tone laced with mockery, "Therefore, until you kneel and properly apologize, I will not approve your appointment as The Fourth Hokage or provide any funding to Konoha."
"Surely you don't want the ninjas of Konoha suffering because of you, Mirai Uchiha?"
Once finished, the Daimyo quietly stared at Mirai Uchiha, his eyes revealing a gleam of triumph.
"Hmph!"
He was nothing more than a lowly tool—he had countless ways to manipulate the other side.
From the First to the Third...
History had already proven that whenever he voiced his discontent, the Kage would obediently step forward to offer apologies.
However, the image the Daimyo had envisioned—Mirai Uchiha kneeling, pleading for mercy and weeping bitterly—never came to pass.
Upon hearing those words, Mirai simply snorted coldly in disdain.
"This is your leverage?"
"You're even worse than I imagined."
The Daimyo faltered. "What are you saying?"
Mirai Uchiha said coldly, "You appear to have made a grave misunderstanding."
"Grave misunderstanding?"
"What I just proposed wasn't a request—it was an ultimatum."
Mirai continued with calm calculation: "You don't have the right to refuse."
"What? You arrogant ninja, how dare you speak such treasonous words!"
"Damned fool! It seems we've been far too lenient with you all along!"
"Precisely! These ninjas are trash and must constantly be kept in line!"
Before the Daimyo could even speak, over a dozen ministers seated lower at the table could no longer contain their fury.
They all rose as one, shouting accusations at Mirai Uchiha for his blatant disrespect.
The next moment,
Dozens of trees erupted from the ground, thick vines wrapping tightly around their necks.
The trees grew wildly, and the vines only tightened further.
Crack! Snap! Pop!
Continuous sounds of bones breaking rang out, and within an instant, over a dozen high-ranking, noble ministers lost their lives.
The sight of their grotesque forms—eyes bulging, tongues lolling out—sent the once-furious Daimyo tumbling to the floor in sheer terror.
He'd never seen a ninja this ruthless before.
"You—you—you actually dared to kill them all! What exactly do you want?!"
Mirai replied indifferently, "From this moment on, the ninja world will place ninjas above all else."
"As the Kage, I am now the most honorable person in the Land of Fire."
After hearing Mirai's goal, the Daimyo stared blankly with his mouth wide open. "Madness! You're completely mad!"
"Do you even realize you'll be hunted by the entire ninja world for this?"
"Even the daimyos of other nations would not turn a blind eye to this."
Although various countries fight amongst themselves, it has always been about competing for interests.
But what Mirai did threatened the very foundation of nobility itself.
Even the daimyos of other countries would not possibly ignore this.
At the Daimyo's threats, Mirai advanced with calm, deliberate steps.
"No problem. The more trash that comes to die, the more fun I'll have killing them."
"Being hunted by the entire ninja world?" Mirai Uchiha placed his long katana against the Daimyo's neck and said expressionlessly, "Then I'll carve my way through the entire ninja world!"
A piercing coldness against his neck made the Daimyo feel death approaching for the first time.
He wanted to struggle and run away, but discovered he couldn't even muster the strength to stand up.
His entire body began involuntarily trembling violently.
"Spare my life!"
"Don't kill me! Your request… No, your demands, I'll agree to them all!"
"In the future, the Land of Fire will honor you above all others."
"Money, food supplies, status, women… Anything you want! Just don't kill me!"
Looking at the Daimyo's pitiful state, Mirai Uchiha sighed and said, "That's why, what gives you parasites the right to think about stomping on my head?"
As someone who had transmigrated from his homeland, he truly couldn't understand these natives' mentality in this ninja world.
They possess powerful martial might, yet willingly let themselves be dominated by people like him.
Even brainwashing themselves into believing they're nothing more than tools at the lowest level.
"You gotta be kidding me—this is just plain stupid with masochistic tendencies!"
Mirai didn't feel like wasting any more time either. He raised his long blade, ready to end the Daimyo's life.
Just then, several figures lunged toward him simultaneously.
Powerful attacks engulfed Mirai Uchiha's figure.
When the smoke cleared, a red skeleton tightly encased Mirai Uchiha's body.
From one arm of this skeleton extended another hand holding a short-haired man wielding a three-section black staff.
[Wet crunch!]
Blood splattered everywhere as the short-haired man was instantly crushed into meat paste by Susanoo.
Watching the person walk out from the dust, Mirai's face revealed a faint smile.
"Asuma, long time no see."
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