Under the weight of her glare, Ebizō could only lower his head in bitter resignation. He knew this plan wasn't ideal and that it would make the Hidden Sand a pariah in the eyes of daimyō and officials everywhere.
But what choice did they have?
"Enough. I've made my decision," the Third Kazekage declared firmly. "Chiyo, if you're unwilling, you can return to the village and oversee the jinchuriki. I'll handle this matter myself."
Having finally glimpsed a glimmer of hope, the Third Kazekage was beyond caring about the consequences of his actions. He wanted to win the war. If they lost, the Hidden Sand would be forced into a corner, drowning in war reparations so large that not even a decade of mining could pay it off.
"I just hope you won't regret this, Kazekage-sama," Chiyo said coldly.
She gave one last icy glance at the war-obsessed Kazekage before turning on her heel and walking out. She was ready to retire and spend time with her orphaned grandson.
"Ebizō!" Kazekage barked.
"Kazekage-sama..."
"If you carry out this mission successfully, I'll allow you to retire as well. But this job must be done right!" Kazekage ordered.
Ebizō didn't want to tarnish the village's name by targeting government officials. But the Third Kazekage wasn't giving him a choice.
Though the Kazekage wouldn't dare touch Chiyo, Ebizō wasn't so lucky. As the head of the intelligence department, it wouldn't take much for the Kazekage to find an excuse to punish him.
"...Understood," Ebizō muttered reluctantly, his voice filled with resignation.
After this is over, I'll return to the village, seek my sister's forgiveness, and spend time raising Sasori before retiring, Ebizō thought with a sigh as he went to make arrangements.
The Land of Rivers had become a battleground between the Hidden Sand and Hidden Leaf, throwing the entire nation into chaos. However, this chaos did nothing to disturb the officials of the Land of Rivers, who were still enjoying their luxurious lives.
As night fell, the capital of the Land of Rivers was as lively as ever, with feasts and dancing filling the palace of the daimyō.
Unbeknownst to the officials, who were feasting and watching beautiful dancers, death had already come for them.
Shadows dressed in black silently infiltrated the palace and the homes of many officials.
The slaughter began.
One by one, the officials of the Land of Rivers, including the daimyō, died without even knowing what hit them. They were enjoying their lives at home, and disaster suddenly struck from above. Until their dying moments, they couldn't comprehend why such calamity had befallen them.
Though not explicitly stated, it was an unspoken rule that in war or assassination, officials were typically left alone. Targeting them would only bring undesirable consequences.
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