XX-level Hokage

"She's here, she's coming towards us." The person under the bridge, trembling, spoke in a trembling voice as they watched Mashiro approach. In their eyes, Mashiro, capable of turning powerful warriors into a bloody mist without warning, was undoubtedly a legendary demon.

A group of villagers who had been farming just moments before now had their trousers rolled up, covered in yellow dust, and trembling all over. They dared not run away and could only tremble and wait for death to come.

As they anxiously awaited their deaths, Mashiro stood before them and softly said, "People of that country, are you willing to overthrow the old rule of this country and become its new rulers?"

Hearing her words, everyone present was stunned. Even Kaguya behind him stared at her back, not understanding what Mashiro wanted to do.

The villagers stared at her dumbfounded, only realizing what she meant after a long while. So she wasn't going to kill them after all?

However, to talk about being the ruler of a country is far too arrogant.

The villagers exchanged glances, their rough faces, calloused from years of toiling in the fields, now filled with confusion and bewilderment. Mashiro's sudden words had taken a heavy toll on them; they simply couldn't accept such arrogant pronouncements. However, Mashiro had already anticipated this outcome.

Just then, in the distance, Kuma's face turned ugly. He stared intently at Mashiro, who didn't take him seriously at all, and said viciously, "This bastard dares to incite these lowly people to defy Lord Suzaku's rule. He's just a mere demon. Does he really think he can do whatever he wants?"

After saying that, he glanced coldly at the soldiers behind him and said in a deep voice, "Shoot both of them dead right here!"

Hearing his words, although the soldiers were somewhat afraid of Mashiro, they still quickly drew back their bows, but hesitated to release them.

One of the soldiers hesitated before saying, "Um, sir, the villagers..."

His face darkened, and he said in a deep voice again, "These are nothing but lowly commoners who dare to collude with demons. There is no need to tolerate them. Shoot them all to death."

Upon hearing his words, the villagers' faces turned pale, while Kaguya, standing beside Mashiro, narrowed her eyes slightly, seemingly understanding what Mashiro wanted to do.

Dozens of arrows were shot at us.

Just as the villagers were about to face death.

With a wave of his hand, a semi-circular barrier appeared out of thin air, enveloping Kaguya and the villagers. "Water Release: Water Barrier"

Then Mashiro formed a hand seal with one hand. "Wood Release: Forest Binding"

Suddenly, a large tree appeared near Kuma, and dozens of vines extended from its roots, tightly binding Kuma and all the soldiers. The vines were so tightly wrapped that they sealed their mouths shut.

All the villagers were so shocked they couldn't think straight, and even Kaguya was slightly taken aback.

“You respect him, or rather, you fear him, but he has been exploiting you all along, and even your lives are of no use to him. Now, does any of you want to do something?” Mashiro touched the water barrier and said softly.

The villagers looked at Hisa and the soldiers who were tightly bound not far away, their eyes filled with hatred, but none of them dared to make a move.

Just then, he crawled out of the well that had been hidden in the ditch for a long time. Blood was gushing from his forehead. Although he was conscious, he looked extremely miserable and badly injured.

“My lord…” Inoku crawled up to Mashiro and knelt down to say.

Mashiro slowly walked to his side, stood straight, and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She said softly, "You should have heard what I said earlier. Now there is an opportunity in front of you that can help you get out of your current predicament."

He knelt on the ground. As a farmer who worked on the land year-round, this injury was nothing to him. However, deep inside him, something was quietly brewing.

Just then, a clear, melodious voice rang in his ears, a voice that seemed to offer salvation, seductively saying, "Go and kill him."

Go kill him! Go kill him!

The incessant, seductive voice echoed in the well's ears, as if this were the best option. Indeed, even if I don't kill him, Lord Kuma will never let me go, no matter what.

At this moment, Jingzhong remembered the face of his granddaughter Xiaoli again. His son had died early, his daughter-in-law had disappeared, and he had been raising his granddaughter with great difficulty.

Until that day, when Xiaoli was thirteen years old, she accidentally ran into Kuma, who came to collect grain. When Kuma saw Xiaoli, he suddenly decided to raise the rent and then forcibly kidnapped her.

He was extremely anxious and knelt in front of Hisa's door for a day and a night. The next day, his granddaughter, Kori, was thrown out; perhaps Hisa thought she was dead.

Thinking of this, Jing Zhong felt as if the cage that had been imprisoning the beast in his heart had been opened, and he got up from the ground.

His face was now covered in blood and dust, and the honest, timid look that had once graced his rough face was gone. In its place was a murderous intent filled with rage, like that of a demon.

"Quick, look! What's Bingzhong trying to do?" "Could it be that he's going to..."

In the fields, some farmers who knew the well couldn't believe their eyes.

As Jingzhong got up from the ground, there was no one else in his eyes. He picked up the blood-stained knife from the ground, and although his body was trembling, he ran straight towards the immobile Jiujian.

Seeing the well, its face covered in blood and its expression contorted in agony, like a demon crawling out of hell, Kuji's eyes widened. What did this lowly commoner want to do?!

No one could hear his true thoughts, and soon he found out what Bingzhong wanted to do.

"Bastard! Beast! For Xiao Li's sake! You should die!!" *Pfft!*

He raised his knife and then slashed it viciously across Kuma's shoulder.

Kugan's sleepy eyes were wide open, filled with fear, yet he couldn't utter a sound. "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

With one slash after another, Inoue, wielding a blood-stained blade, cleaved Hisa's chest to shreds, scattering broken intestines across the battlefield in a bloody mess.

In the field, all the villagers were stunned, staring in horror at the well that was writhing like a demon.

Kaguya watched this scene with a blank expression on her fair face, then looked at Mashiro beside her, as if she wanted to ask her for an answer.

Mashiro, however, watched this scene with a calm expression.

When reason is dominated by anger, how will that seemingly bottomless anger spread?

In the previous period, Mashiro had always been very reserved because of the presence of her family and friends. But now, in a completely unfamiliar country, she could do whatever she wanted.

Chapter 100: The Growth Story of the Goddess of Egg-like Birth (Part 3)

Just when the field was completely silent.

From a distance on the road in the fields, a hurried running sound suddenly came from afar.

Hearing this voice immediately eased the eerie and oppressive atmosphere on the field, and everyone looked in that direction with suspicion.

Accompanied by hurried footsteps, a simply dressed young girl was seen rushing towards them, her forehead covered in anxious sweat that she didn't even have time to wipe away.

On the edge of the field, Namikazuchi sat blankly beside the head of the struggling household, his hands and body covered in blood. He had killed Hisami-sama.

Just then, the girl arrived.

She was dressed in ordinary linen clothes, with her sleeves rolled up and her black hair tied back. She looked like the little sister next door, very clean and giving people the feeling of a pure lily in the sunlight, making people feel sorry for her. However, her face had a lifeless look.

When she saw Jingzhong sitting blankly on the ground and the struggling corpse beside him, her large, clear eyes narrowed instantly, and she cried out anxiously, "Grandpa!" Hearing the girl's cry, Jingzhong froze, his blood-stained face slowly lifting as he looked at the girl not far away, murmuring involuntarily.

He said, "Little Li..."

Ignoring the bloody scene, the girl rushed to Bingzhong's side, crying out in alarm, "Grandpa, what's wrong? What happened?"

Hearing the girl's words, and licking his lips, he turned his head, looking intently at his granddaughter, his heart filled with complex emotions. If he didn't kill Hisa, he definitely wouldn't have let Riko go.

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*