XX-level Hokage

I did the right thing. This man said that killing him would solve everything. Yes, killing him was the best way to resolve everything. I didn't do anything wrong!

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. The confusion and fear in Jingzhong's eyes slowly faded and were gradually replaced by determination. Jingzhong glanced at Xiaoli, and the bewildered expression on her face, which was covered in blood and dust, was immediately replaced by determination.

He opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something to Xiao Li, but no words came out. He simply reached out his hand kindly, with that blood-stained hand...

He gently smoothed the strands of hair on Xiaoli's forehead.

Then, under Xiao Lizheng's gaze, he looked at Zhenbai, who had been standing quietly watching everything, and said in a trembling voice, "My lord, do you still believe what you said before?"

Kneeling on the ground, Jingzhong looked at Mashiro with a mixture of anticipation and hope, awaiting her answer. Kaguya watched all this quietly with her clear, white eyes.

Hearing Inoue's words, Mashiro looked straight at him with her pure white eyes and chuckled, "Are you willing to accept this mission and become a member who overthrows the rule of that country?"

Without any hesitation, Bingzhong nodded emphatically and said in a trembling voice, "M-Sir, I am willing!"

"Oh, in that case, you go and persuade your villagers to kill those guys together." Mashiro said with a smile, her voice clear and crisp.

As it slowly landed on the field, it shocked everyone present.

Upon hearing this, Kaguya, who was standing to the side, paused slightly, looking at Namikaze with some confusion. Namikaze's pupils contracted slightly, his aged face filled with complex emotions.

"What? What is she saying?!" "Does she want us to join her in a rebellion?"

"In that case, we will all become sinners of that country." Not far away, the villagers of Yuno no Ue discussed with grim expressions.

Xiao Li, who had just arrived, looked pale as she stared into the well. Although she didn't know what had happened, she had a vague feeling that something bad was about to happen, and she stammered, "Grandpa, you..."

Upon hearing her voice, Aikawa's body trembled slightly. He looked at her and then at the villagers in the distance who were staring at him with strange looks.

At that moment, Zhenzi's voice reached his ears again: "Is it hard to decide? You know, when you were threatened, they didn't..."

"Helping you, isn't that what you wanted in your heart? Drag them down with you."

Upon hearing Mashiro's words, Namikazuchi's expression immediately changed.

That's right, that's exactly what he was thinking. If he didn't drag these people down with him, they might turn against him and Xiaoli for the sake of the other country. Thinking of this, he quickly nodded heavily to Mashiro and said, "I can do it, sir, please rest assured!"

"Really? Well, I'm giving you another chance to choose. You can leave alone, or you can drag them down with you. It's your right to choose," Mashiro said softly as she walked to Well's side.

There was no answer from the well. He got up from the ground and walked towards the field.

He arrived at the edge of the field, covered in dust and his face, stained with blood, looked at the crowd and pleaded loudly, "Everyone, let's obey this lord's orders and rebel against Lord Suzaku together!"

Hearing his words, Mashiro sighed slightly, while Kaguya pursed her lips, lost in thought.

The villagers on the field turned pale and took a few steps back in fear. "The well has really gone mad, actually obeying the words of a demon."

"Could he be possessed by a demon?" The villagers looked at each other, and some whispered among themselves.

Seeing Jingzhong's somewhat crazy behavior, Xiaoli, who had arrived there, was stunned and couldn't believe that this was her once honest and hardworking grandfather. "Grandpa, what are you saying?" she hurriedly stepped forward and asked Jingzhong, her face pale.

Jingzhong ignored this, thinking to himself, "Xiaoli, everything I've done is for us. I will definitely make sure you live a happy and peaceful life."

He quickly jumped down from the edge of the field and ran into a villager he was close to.

“Under the bridge, as the master said, go and kill one of Hisama’s men.” Inoue was breathing heavily, but he looked at the villager expectantly, hoping that the villager would obey him and thus inspire the other villagers.

Some people under the bridge were stunned, looking at the well that was now completely different from before, and felt a little afraid.

Unable to look directly into the pleading eyes in the well, he stammered, "I'm sorry, Jingzhong, why don't you ask someone else to do it?" Hearing his words, and then looking at the others, all the villagers instinctively looked away.

The hopeful look in the well suddenly dimmed. "None of you are willing to help me...?"

If you don't help me, you must be planning to betray me to the Emperor and kill me and Xiao Li. Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Shouze, his eyes turning somewhat red.

Damn it, you bunch of guys, you only think about yourselves! If that's the case, how are you any different from that guy, Hisaji?!

Seeing Bingzhong's increasingly tense expression, Qiaoxia seemed to sense a hint of unease and involuntarily stepped back, asking, "Uncle Bingzhong, what do you want to do?"

Suddenly, Bingzhong charged at him, grabbing the sickle stuck in the field. "Thud!"

Above the fields, a cold glint flashed in the air.

The next moment, a thin line of blood slowly dripped from the rusty, dust-covered scythe. "Thud!"

The body lay sprawled on the ground beneath the bridge, its legs thrashing about, its hands clutching its neck, making gurgling sounds. A large gash had been ripped open in its neck by a dull, old sickle, and bright red blood gushed out.

Jing Zhong stood there, sickle in hand, breathing heavily. All the villagers were stunned, their faces pale as they watched this scene.

Mashiro closed her eyes and muttered to herself, "Role reversal, it's starting." *Huff, huff, huff*

In the field, Jingzhong was frantically wiping his blood-stained sickle, panting heavily.

At this moment, his once rough and honest face was now filled with a ruthless, wolfish glint. He suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed intently on the villagers who were staring at him in fear, and roared, "Now, all of you, do as the master says! If anyone doesn't do it, then the land under the bridge is yours!"

Upon hearing his words, all the villagers dared not linger any longer and hurried toward the bound soldiers. They preferred to face the incapacitated warriors rather than confront the now crazed Jingzhong.

From there, Xiao Li knelt on the ground, covering her mouth with her hands, her face pale as she looked at the man who seemed like a demon, and murmured in disbelief, "Grandpa."

Beside Mashiro, Kaguya stared blankly as the villagers, coerced into coming to Kuma's side from the well, approached him. Some of them, their faces filled with fear, carried sharp sickles, while others picked up blades and spears from beside the soldiers.

Just as they were about to kill the soldiers, Mashiro spoke up: "This is your own choice, I will not interfere. You can subdue the well or kill these soldiers."

The villagers hesitated for a moment, then brandished their weapons; their fear and awe vanished along with the weapons in their hands. "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"...

These normally honest and law-abiding men then took their weapons and began stabbing at the defenseless soldiers. Thrust after thrust... blood stained the ground, and everyone was splattered with it.

At first, they were forced by the well, but when they actually killed those people, a look of pleasure and even cruelty appeared on their faces.

These are the guys who used to bully us! Haha, now you're all dead at our hands!

Some villagers even went so far as to brutally stab the soldiers' faces with countless holes, finding satisfaction in their hatred.

At this moment, they were no longer ordinary, law-abiding villagers; the doors of their desires had been opened, and they now greedily wanted to devour everything.

Chapter 101: The Growth Story of the Goddess of Rabbit (Part 4)

Mashiro watched all of this quietly, as if she had long expected this scene to happen. Human nature has never been able to withstand the test.

Kaguya turned her head slightly to look at Mashiro, jumped up, and asked softly, "Why did you do this?" She didn't quite understand why Mashiro had brought about everything that was happening now.

Hearing her cool words, Mashiro gently turned her head, her pure white eyes meeting Mashiro's clear, questioning gaze, and chuckled, "I already said before, it's a one-person game."

Kaguya's fair face slightly flushed as she softly said, "But these people haven't committed such a heinous crime, so it's a bit much to kill them like this..." Before she could finish speaking, Mashiro interrupted her with a smile and asked softly, "What, Kaguya, do you care about the lives of these ordinary people?"

Kaguya shook her head, then nodded, and said, "I just feel like it's meaningless." Kaguya is essentially a peace-loving person.

"Besides, I didn't actually do anything. Although I gave the order, these people only did it to protect themselves. If they hadn't done it, I wouldn't have done anything to them. I just gave them a reason," Mashiro continued.

Hearing her words, Kaguya pursed her lips, looked at her, and said somewhat angrily, "But if they don't obey your orders, they will definitely be awakened."

These people who came killed him.

Mashiro remained expressionless and said softly, "So, Kaguya, do you want these guys to die?" Kaguya was taken aback and retorted, "I didn't."

"But you yourself said that if those guys who fell to the ground woke up, they would definitely kill these villagers." Mashiro turned her head and looked at the villagers covered in blood, and said softly.

Kaguya was speechless for a moment, seemingly unsure how to express her meaning.

After a long pause, she looked up at Mashiro again, somewhat angrily, and said, "We can take these people away. As long as we take them away, the killing between us can stop."

Hearing Kaguya's words, Mashiro chuckled softly, giving her a wary look before replying, "Do you really think this method is feasible? Even if it's as you say, what about the wars happening in other regions? I merely presented the start of this war to you at the fastest possible speed. I didn't do anything; I just acted as a catalyst. Even without us, the war between the Narumi and Kuma clans would have started eventually."

This was indeed Mashiro's idea. Although she desperately wanted to see Namikaze bear everything on his own, and even encouraged Namikaze to choose a second time, Namikaze still chose to drag others down with him.

These villagers also had a choice; if they had worked together, they could have subdued the soldier in the well. However, they chose to attack the soldier who had no power to resist.

Everything was as Mashiro had predicted; nothing changed.

Having experienced the Third Shinobi World War, Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan realized a truth: old hatred breeds new hatred. Mashiro also grasped this truth; her experiences across three lifetimes gave her a profound understanding of war and human nature.

Old hatred breeds new hatred, the oppressed turn to the oppressors, class conflict will always exist, and peace will always breed war. Hearing Mashiro's words, Kaguya's face darkened; she knew that what she said was utterly impossible.

Even so, I still believe there will be a peaceful world. "Kaguya said earnestly. Mashiro looked at her quietly, meeting her gaze with her Byakugan filled with unwavering conviction.

After a moment, Mashiro suddenly smiled, a genuine and radiant smile, and said, "Yes, I also believe in your idea, Kaguya. Perhaps you really can do it. However, let's continue watching. The game I'm talking about isn't over yet."

Kaguya was slightly taken aback, wondering what Mashiro was going to do next.

Just then, the man in the well, trembling slightly, walked to a spot a certain distance from Zhenbai, knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, we have done everything you asked. Please lead us to a way out."

Behind him, the villagers who had been forced by him now looked at Mashiro in fear and knelt on the ground, imitating the way he did in the well.

In response, Mashiro said softly to him, "I have seen everything you have done. You have done well. I promise you that I will help you overthrow the rule of the other country, and you will become the new rulers of the other country."

"!"

Upon hearing Mashiro's words, Ino's face lit up with joy, and he immediately kowtowed heavily to the ground. "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Kaguya watched all of this quietly. She saw the joy on Inoue's face and the excitement on the faces of the villagers behind him who had just killed people.

She couldn't understand what had driven this group of people to such madness.

This transformed these once honest and law-abiding farmers into demons from hell, who, after wantonly killing their own kind, could still display excited smiles on their faces.

A month later.

Most of that country's territory had fallen, and an unprecedented uprising had turned it into a scorched wasteland. At night, the stars filled the sky, their countless points forming a beautiful pattern.

In a quiet corridor within a hastily constructed palace, a woman sat gracefully on the rustic wooden floor, her head gently tilted back.

I gazed calmly at the enchanting starry night.

The woman's skin was extremely fair, like ice and jade, with two vermilion dots on her fair forehead and bright red lips. What was most astonishing were her clear, white eyes, which seemed to see right through people, both eerie and mysterious.

She was draped in a wide robe, the red and white stripes of which looked very clean and simple. The hem of the robe spread gently on the ground, making her appear dignified and elegant.

Just then, she heard soft footsteps behind her.

"Lord Kaguya, it's easy to catch a chill at night. I've brought you a cup of hot tea to warm you up."

A girl, who looked like the girl next door, walked gently from the entrance hall, carrying a cup of hot tea in her hand. Her long, black hair was tied back, and a gentle smile graced her fair face.

Kaguya turned her head slightly, gave her a wary look, and nodded gently.

As the war continued, and seemingly out of nowhere, the gloom on Xiaoli's face dissipated, replaced by an endless fawning over Kaguya. Xiaoli knelt gently beside Kaguya, not at all reserved, even though her initial goal was to become a close servant to Lady Kaguya.

After spending so many days together, she realized that this adult was not as cold as she appeared; on the contrary, she was more like a caring older sister.

"Are you looking at the stars again? Although I think the stars are beautiful, I get tired of looking at them after a while. Don't you get tired of it, Kaguya-sama?" Kaguya-sama asked softly.

Hearing her words, Kaguya's eyes remained calm. She gently put down her teacup and said in a cool tone, "What I'm looking at isn't the unchanging stars, but my homeland."

Upon hearing Kaguya's words, Xiaoli paused for a moment before covering her mouth and saying, "I almost forgot, you mentioned before that you and Mashiro-sama are both visitors from another world."

As she spoke, her eyes shone with brilliance, and she said with utmost reverence, "With such powerful beings as you and Lady Mashiro, the world you live in must be incredibly wonderful."

Hearing her words, Kaguya gave her a slight warning look, lowered her gaze, and then looked up at the deep starry sky again, saying softly, "I don't know about the world Mashiro lives in, but my world is no different from this one, or perhaps it's even worse."