Naruto: Starting with Tsunade

Chapter 427 Execution

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"Clang!"

The heavy iron gate was opened, and Shinji, disheveled and dirty, raised his face. A person walked in slowly through the dim light.

With his plain hair and blue eyes, he possessed a handsome face, but at this moment, he saw no evil spirits from hell.

"Don't come any closer..."

Shinji trembled and shrank back.

The more the other party said this, the more excited Aokiji became. He stepped forward and said jokingly, "Hey, do you know? The tickets to watch your execution tomorrow are being resold for 100,000 taels each, but even so, they're still incredibly hard to get. I really made a killing off this opportunity."

Shinji's face was filled with terror: "You demon, I have no grudge against you, why are you doing this to me?"

"Oh, is that so?" Aokiji scoffed. "I have no grudge against you?"

"W-what...?"

"Heh, you'll probably forget my name because you feel you can't bear to see me again, or you simply don't take a nobody like me seriously."

Aokiji crouched down, grinning as he pulled a mask from behind his back and put it on. "Now you still remember my mother?"

Upon seeing the mask, Shinji's pupils dilated suddenly, and his hair stood on end. This was a mask he would never forget in his life: "It's...it's you, you demon."

"Heh heh, you finally remembered."

The tragic history flashed before his eyes, and Shinji let out a scream.

Aokiji continued speaking, briefly recounting the feud between the two.

Shinji listened with an expression of utter astonishment.

He understood, he understood everything; it all stemmed from a revenge plot.

He is now filled with regret; he should have said he would kill Aokiji no matter what.

Shinji cursed helplessly, "You demon, you've got what's coming to you."

"You may think I'm cruel, and even the world may think I am, but in the eyes of animals, we are all cruel."

Aokiji removed his mask, his expression nonchalant, but to Shinji, there was an indescribable sinister quality to his smiling face: "It's a world of survival of the fittest. You've fallen to this state today simply because I was stronger."

Shinji: "..."

"I really want to know how a daimyo like you, who are so weak that you can't even kill a chicken, managed to rule such a large country as the Land of Fire for so long."

"Well, you probably don't know it yourself, otherwise you wouldn't have ended up in this situation today."

Aokiji slowly stood up, turned around to leave, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and stopped: "Oh, right, I advise you not to have any naive fantasies. Just wait to die. I've already sent people to assassinate your royal relatives."

Shinji's eyes widened: "W-What did you say?"

"What? Are you surprised?" Aokiji smiled in confusion: "Since I'm going to overthrow your rule, then I'll naturally wipe out all the forces related to you. Do you expect me to wait for them to unite and cause me trouble?"

"Even though they're just a rabble, it still takes time to raise your hand to swat a mosquito, doesn't it?"

After asking the question, Aokiji, with a laugh, strode away under Shinji's utterly desperate gaze.

The next day, the executioner, Coyote, who hadn't slept all night, was still unusually excited, as if he was about to deliver protein to his girlfriend. He washed his face, put on his vest, and prepared to go to "work".

He had been an executioner for many years, but never before had it been so special, because the person he was going to behead today was the daimyo of the Land of Fire.

The executioner licked his lips, excited to have added such a significant chapter to his career, and said, "Hehe, in a sense, I've made my mark on history..."

If I were to tell anyone about this, people would probably think I'm crazy, but that's the truth.

Just three days ago, a man descended upon Daming Prefecture, captured the daimyo amidst the chaos of battle, and effortlessly defeated all the guards who came to rescue him, displaying strength akin to that of a demon or god.

And afterwards, he arrogantly announced that he would become the new daimyo, which was incredibly domineering.

The executioner didn't care who led the country; to him, it was just a change of boss, and he would continue doing what he was supposed to do.

As for whether he has any feelings for the daimyo, that's even more impossible.

He's just an ordinary citizen, yet he doesn't feel sorry for himself. Instead, he feels sorry for those who live in luxury. Isn't that insane?

Having enjoyed so much wealth and luxury in his life, it's already a good thing that he died at this age.

You should know that there are many people who are born without parents and live as refugees. If they are unlucky, they may be captured and enslaved, living a life worse than death. Compared to them, what is there to sympathize with the daimyo?

The executioner arrived at the execution ground. It was midday, and the scorching sun overhead made the surrounding temperature extremely high. People walking under it were practically roasted meat, but even so, it couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of the crowd.

Just kidding, this is a live beheading, which onlookers wouldn't love to watch, especially since the person being beheaded is the daimyo of the Land of Fire.

At first, some people didn't believe it. What a joke! Cutting off the head of the daimyo of the Land of Fire? Do you even think before you speak?

This is right under the daimyo's nose, and they're saying they want to cut off his head? Don't they want their heads?

What's even more ridiculous is that they're actually selling tickets for this kind of thing on the street, for 10,000 taels each. Why don't they just rob someone?

But as the news spread, people realized it might be true.

After all, if this were truly a rumor, a thorough investigation would have been ordered long ago, and they would have even launched a large-scale investigation on the streets. How could there be no news at all?

As a result, more and more people began to believe this story, and those with the ability were even able to find out its authenticity.

The result is that this melon is guaranteed to be authentic.

Suddenly, a ticket costing 10,000 didn't seem expensive anymore.

Suddenly, everyone went crazy buying tickets.

Suddenly, the ticket price skyrocketed to 100,000 taels, and it was even impossible to buy one.

In order to witness the spectacular sight of the famous man being beheaded, everyone arrived early, and some even went so far as to sleep on the floor that very night, all in order to get a good spot and leave a "deep" impression on themselves.

The execution ground was surrounded by a fence, preventing onlookers from crossing the line. Numerous guards surrounded the area, and nearby were a group of people dressed differently. They were not wearing armor or carrying spears, but were dressed in light clothing and had distinctive headbands tied around their foreheads. Anyone who wasn't blind could recognize them as Konoha headbands.

It's said that the Fifth Hokage was the one who wanted to cut off the head of the Fire Country's daimyo, so it's not surprising that this group of people would appear here.

However, some people were not curious: isn't our country a one-country-one-village system?

Is the Hokage flipping the table and planning to declare himself king?

Not to mention that these civilians were confused, even the Konoha ninjas were dumbfounded.

They were just wandering around the village when they suddenly received an order: their newly appointed Hokage had beaten up the Daimyo in the Daimyo's capital and was now preparing to declare himself king, and they were to go and maintain order.

So, a group of Konoha ninjas, filled with doubt, followed along, intending to find out what was going on.

Upon arrival, Aokiji casually gave them a large sum of money and said that he would increase military spending on Konoha in the future. The ninjas immediately forgot everything else.

Aokiji becoming Hokage signifies a leap forward in the village's strength, and most importantly, their income will also increase accordingly. Nobody turns down money, right?

Hence the present scene.

The throng of onlookers whispered among themselves, calculating the time; it was probably time for the beheading.

As they were talking, the onlookers suddenly felt a darkness overhead, as if a huge creature was rapidly passing overhead. In the sunlight, the shadow cast by its outstretched wings resembled that of a giant bird.

The onlookers suddenly looked up and were shocked to find a huge humanoid creature overhead, entirely blue, tens of meters long, with incredibly thick outstretched arms.

With a loud "boom," the blue giant landed in the center of the execution ground with his legs crossed.

(End of this chapter)