Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

"Wow, I lied to you. The boss gave me the imperial weapon. How could I find such a thing on the black market? The boss would tear me to pieces."

"If it's fake, I hope it's true, and if it's true, that's great."

At the same time, Menma pushed Leone's hands away with disgust, took two steps back, and prepared to leave.

Leone wouldn't let him get away like this.

Like a lion charging, she pounced into the arms of the little boy again.

Hold him tightly and let him feel the soft touch.

"In short, you have to be responsible for me." Leone vowed, and then said shyly and pretentiously: "I am a weak woman who can't even tie a chicken now~"

At this time, Leone heard a familiar voice.

"Just stay here for now, and we can figure out a way to deal with the imperial tool later."

Leone turned around and saw the pink-haired girl holding a lollipop in her mouth and bringing in breakfast.

“Chelsea! You actually…” At that moment, Leone’s mind seemed to be filled with unspeakable things, anger mixed with regret, and he clenched his fist and said angrily: “Damn it, I was beaten to it.”

At this time, Menma said to Chelsi unhappily: "You should understand your position. I am the master here. Who are you qualified to decide?"

The ferocious look and fierce and hostile tone seemed as if he was really angry.

However, Chelsea just replied perfunctorily: "Yes, my respected master."

As if I was used to him.

As they spent more time together, Chelsea was gradually infected by his both good and evil personality charm.

As for the recently emerged religion, the young man holds the following view:

"I am not denying religious beliefs, but if they are unwilling to coexist with us, then destroying them and letting them die as martyrs is the greatest mercy."

Regarding the Empire, the boy holds this view:

“Anything that should be destroyed but is not, whether it is a country or a person, will eventually give off a rancid smell.”

Justice or evil?

Truth or lie?

He didn't even hide it.

"I don't need any truth at all. I am the truth. I want to freely use my power to get what I want."

He is contradictory.

While he supported democracy, he made no secret of his ambition to become an emperor.

"The people will support me and choose me to be the emperor. Only if I become a dictator can I bring them bread and democracy."

Such outrageous talk would only be regarded as a joke if it came from someone else's mouth.

However, when he says it, it gives people the feeling that "he will accomplish this."

Kindness? Or hypocrisy?

Malevolence? Or chaos?

I don’t know, it’s hard to judge.

In short, it was this unique temperament of the boy that aroused the curiosity of Miss Chelsea, who had seen countless people.

The pace of life can't help but stop, and I can't help but focus my eyes on him.

Time goes back to the present. Menma holds his chin and pretends to think for a few seconds, then says, "Well, let's stay here first. We can figure out a way to deal with the imperial weapon later."

How many women live here now?

Since her father's death, Sibiya has been dependent on the boy.

She also moved into Aaliya's house.

Just like the suspension bridge effect, after the death of her loved one and when she needed companionship the most, the shameless Menma took advantage of the opportunity and occupied an important position in her heart.

Gradually, she developed a strong attachment to noodles.

She's usually like this...

Every evening, the girl would stand by the window, with the light of the setting sun shining on her.

With her hands clasped on her chest, her crystal eyes filled with tenderness and worry, she murmured, "You haven't come back yet so late, are you still busy? Or..."

At this time, Miss Alia came over.

"Miss Sibia, this is your letter."

For me? Sibiya took the letter in confusion.

It was this letter of unknown origin that made her learn the truth.

His pupils were dilated and his body was shaking.

"This is impossible."

From this letter, we learned that Menma was the culprit of the "Imperial Capital Incident".

This is Esdeath's revenge, this is her counterattack.

As an assassin, Chelsea has a very keen sense of observation. Recently, she noticed something unusual about Miss Sibiya.

She also investigated the ins and outs of the matter.

"Sure enough, what a despicable guy, he only knows how to hide behind the scenes and let others die."

Therefore, she was not prepared to intervene to stop it.

1. Miss Sibiya's revenge was successful, but that was what this bastard deserved.

Yes, he deserved it (this guy won't be assassinated so easily)

2. Miss Sibiya failed in her revenge, so she should die too, right? But...

That has nothing to do with me.

That's what Chelsi thought.

However, during breakfast one morning, she couldn't help but remind the boy, "Miss Sibia has been acting a little strange lately. I advise you to be more careful."

"What? Did you find out that I was the murderer of her father?"

This left Chelsea's mind completely blank.

Hey, hey, hey? What's going on? Why did this guy just admit it?

Chelsea herself did not realize that she, who was always able to remain calm in any situation, was actually a little flustered at this moment.

"Don't worry about it?"

"If it rains, let it rain. If my mother wants to marry, let her marry."

Then Menma said, "If the emperor has such a narrow mind, how can he lead mankind?"

Chelsea didn't understand, she didn't understand at all, she had never met such a strange person before.

Someone wants to kill him, how can you just let it go?

When she was immersed in these confused thoughts, the boy's words brought her back to her senses.

"Let's talk about your story again."

"my business?"

"I think the reason for your smelly feet is probably due to your boots. Wearing breathable sandals can help..."

At this time, Chelsea's face had turned dark and her eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Even when she was killing someone, she never showed this kind of look.

Menma, who had a rare high EQ, noticed that he had stepped on a landmine, so he simply skipped the topic and started complaining about Leone instead.

Speaking of Leone's "night attack" yesterday...

"Young man, please release your male desire to me."

And the day before yesterday...

"I've made up my mind. I've been wandering around for so long, and it's time for me to live a happy life like a lady. So when will you marry me?"

The day before yesterday...

"It's your blessing to meet a big sister like me!"

101 The Awakening of the Devil Menma: I will conquer the world.

The Southern Revolutionary Army seemed to have reached its limit.

The empire's politics are corrupt, but the imperial army is still extremely powerful, and its will to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor is even more resolute.

The revolutionary army is not a monolithic entity, and there are many factions within it.

Conservatives remain entrenched.

In this case, peace talks between the North and the South seem to be a possibility?

No, Menma wouldn't let things go that smoothly.

While Minister Ernest was planning how to persuade the young emperor to abdicate, at Menma's instigation, Sheela led the Wild Hounds in a magnificent rebellion against his father.

"I'm so sorry, father."

Ernest never dreamed that he would die at the hands of his own son.

After the assassination plan succeeded, Sheela became the new minister of the empire.

Including Menma, Wild Hound and other people who followed Sheela were promoted and given important positions.

In the Imperial Parliament, high officials gathered, and Sheila, who was in the position of minister, was about to propose the abolition of the emperor and peace talks between the North and the South.

However, among them, the blond boy stood up angrily and cursed like Yuan Shen: "Now that the court is just beginning to be established, I hope you can stab your father and assist the emperor to stabilize the people."

"And you, on multiple occasions, have been making irresponsible arguments to depose and enthrone the emperor. Isn't that a deliberate attempt to rebel?"

There was so much content in these two short sentences that Silla's brain went blank.

What? What on earth is he talking about?

I trusted him so much, and he betrayed me?

Why betray me?

what should I do?

Yes, Sheila should have pinned the blame of "assassinating Ernest" on him, but...

In fact, Menma, who inherited Jolly's network of contacts, had already contacted the "conscientious faction" of the empire and finalized the plan.

From the very beginning, Sheila was just his tool.

The murder of the father is already known to everyone.

Compared with the extremely despicable Minister Ernest, Shira's methods were as immature as a child. No one was afraid of him. Even those who had surrendered to Ernest earlier doubted his ability.

There was no time for Xila to think. At this moment, the venue was full and he had to respond in time.

For a few seconds, he could only think of this sentence: "This is my decision. Is there anyone who dares to oppose me?"

"The affairs of the world depend on the emperor and his loyal ministers."

"You are nothing but a usurper, so what?"

Faced with such insults, Silla was extremely angry and her face turned red with anger.

He smashed the table and shouted, "Come here, take down this guy who is disrupting the order of the parliament!"

"My sword is not bad at all!"

At this moment, the young boy was full of vigor and vigor, and the aura of a young hero was so strong that no one cared about Xila's orders.

Sheila shouted again: “What are you waiting for!”

However, still no one responded, as if it had been discussed long ago.

Menma didn't argue and left the table angrily.

After the meeting was over, Sheila was furious, but before he could take any action, he learned...