This world is like this, who knows when it started, the strong gained the right to demand anything from the weak...
Food, money, family members, and also...
Life!
Everyone lives by this rule, the poor lack the ability to change it, and the strong...
Why would they want to change it?
So, little by little, they slowly got used to it!
As for those who didn't get used to it...
They are basically all dead!!
The bald, fat bandit leader who had lost an arm knew, upon seeing the red-haired young man before him...
The roles had changed...
Now he was the weak one, just like the villagers of Lan no Sato facing him a few minutes ago, a weakling entirely at the mercy of the strong one before him...
"Thud!"
The bald, fat bandit directly knelt on the ground...
"So... sorry, Samurai-sama, I did not know this woman was yours!"
Begging for one's life...
Is always the only right of the weak...
However...
Whether to forgive you or not, is the right of the strong.
The bald, fat bandit lowered his head, a flash of hatred in his eyes when Uzumaki Jun couldn't see him...
If only this samurai wasn't so close to him, he would have his underlings swarm him and cut him down!
He refused to believe it!
Did this samurai possess sword skills capable of fighting a hundred men alone?
However, now...
Just wait! You just wait!
If he got the chance, he would definitely make this samurai kneel and beg for mercy!
"We will leave! We will leave immediately!" the fat bandit said quickly. "We won't come back here to collect grain anymore."
But...
"Slice!"
Uzumaki Jun directly stabbed his sword in, saying calmly, "This is not the Land of Whirlpools, we don't need prisoners for now!"
These villagers were too weak. Even if he wanted prisoners, he didn't have the time to guard them. He needed to find a way back...
"You... you..." The fat bandit looked incredulously at the long sword piercing his heart, pointed at Uzumaki Jun, and roared, "Kill... kill him..."
Did he really have the confidence to face his hundred underlings?
Otherwise...
If he died, this samurai shouldn't expect to live either!
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground...
"Good!" The villagers of Lan no Sato were stunned for a moment seeing this, then cheered, "Serves him right!"
This scourge...
Was finally dead. If not for him, the villagers of Lan no Sato wouldn't go hungry. If not for him, Grandpa Kōta wouldn't have...
They looked down at Chimiko holding Grandpa Kōta...
The villagers became enraged, shouting, "Kill these bandits!"
Brandishing wooden sticks and cleavers, they rushed forward to fight desperately...
"Thud!"
Uzumaki Jun directly kicked one of the villagers away, saying helplessly, "Don't get in the way!"
They couldn't even hold a knife steadily, and they wanted to fight desperately?
It would be an achievement if they didn't get in his way!
Then...
Raising the long sword in his hand...
"Slice!"
One slash, one kill!!
Looking at the panicked bandits before him...
Uzumaki Jun shook his head disdainfully, muttering, "Even worse than the wretched bandits surviving in the ninja world!"
Bandits in the ninja world were kept by the major ninja villages to train genin!
But...
Even knowing they would die, they still didn't back down when facing ninjas!!
Raising his sword and bringing it down, each time a bandit fell to the ground...
Immediately...
"Attack!" a lackey shouted loudly. "Everyone attack together, otherwise, we will all die!"
As soon as the words fell...
As lackeys of a major bandit group that had terrorized the area for miles faced death, all of them fiercely charged forward. They refused to believe...
That the man before them was a master swordsman who could slay a hundred men!!
However...
"Slice!"
Seeing this, Uzumaki Jun was amused. He had been thinking they were too spread out, making his slashing inefficient. Now that they were gathering, it saved time. Then...
"Run!!" Seeing their companions falling one after another, the lackeys panicked. The man before them...
Really might be a master swordsman who could slay a hundred!!
They couldn't possibly defeat him. They didn't know why such a master swordsman would come to this poor, remote place...
But there was no time to think about that now. Escaping with their lives was more important!
"Slice!"
Uzumaki Jun frowned, seeing the bandit lackeys fleeing everywhere, and muttered, "It's only been a moment, why are they running already?"
He was almost finished...
He sighed helplessly inwardly and increased the speed of his sword...
"Slice!"
Like a demon god, he followed behind the fleeing lackeys!
And suddenly...
"You... you, don't move!" A crew-cut lackey, holding an old woman hostage, looked at Uzumaki Jun and said, trembling, "Put down the sword, or else, I will kill her!"
Seeing this, Uzumaki Jun frowned...
He had told these villagers to stay away, how did one still get taken hostage?
He sighed, raised his sword...
"If you don't put down the sword, I will..." The lackey, seeing Uzumaki Jun still raising his sword, quickly pressed his knife against the old woman's neck, blustering, "I will really do it."
"Fine, I..." Uzumaki Jun sighed and said, "Will put it down!"
As soon as the words fell...
He immediately threw the sword up into the air, and then...
"Thud!"
Before anyone could see what happened, a shuriken embedded itself directly in the lackey's forehead. Uzumaki Jun immediately caught the long sword as it was about to hit the ground...
"I am a ninja, not a samurai!"
The Uchiha throwing technique was still quite useful!
"Thud!"
Shuriken and kunai flew out continuously...
"There... there are hidden..."
Before he could finish speaking, a kunai pierced his heart.
Then, with Uzumaki Jun going all out...
All the lackeys lay on the ground, covered in red...
The villagers of Lan no Sato watched this scene, looking at Uzumaki Jun with terror...
Thi... this samurai-sama wouldn't kill them too, would he?!
It was too terrifying!
However...
Seeing that all were dealt with, Uzumaki Jun shook the long sword, flicking off the blood, and sheathed it at his waist.
This long sword, including those shuriken, had been temporarily exchanged from the system.
There was no other way. Unable to use ninjutsu or genjutsu, he now had to rely on kenjutsu.
He walked towards Chimiko, who was still stiffly holding a white-haired old man...
"What's wrong?" Uzumaki Jun looked down at Chimiko, whose eyes were filled with tears, sighed, and said gently, "I've finished off all those bandits."
"Dead... he's dead!" Chimiko looked up at Uzumaki Jun, tears immediately falling as she cried, "Grandpa Kōta is dead!!"
Uzumaki Jun looked at the old man Chimiko was holding. Indeed, at that age, with his head split open, how could he possibly...
If he knew medical ninjutsu and could still use chakra, he could have tried, but now...
"Wait!" Uzumaki Jun suddenly remembered something, pulled out a bottle of green liquid from his system, and said, "Try this, it might work!"
He had almost forgotten the Land of Whirlpools' miracle medicine!
He felt the old man's body...
Hmm!
Not completely cold yet...
Then, skillfully rolling up the old man's sleeve, he inserted a syringe filled with the life potion...
He also exchanged for some emergency medical knowledge!
As for the rest...
He could only leave it to fate, as the medical conditions here were truly terrible.
The surrounding villagers...
Although very curious about what the red-haired young man was doing, still did not dare approach.
After all, the bandits lying on the ground...
Were all killed by this seemingly kind-looking samurai...
It was just too frightening!
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