Sake's right hand suddenly stopped in the air, and a long knife pierced his body. The silver-white tip of the knife reflected his stunned face.
What a quick cut!
What a quiet knife!
"Ahem...how could that happen?"
In an instant, Sake's chest was stained with red clouds and filled with blood. Looking at Sato Harutoyo who was within easy reach, he desperately reached for his right hand.
Just a little bit, just a little bit...
"Ahem..."
Accompanied by a painful cough, another mouthful of blood spurted out from the sake, and his hand that was still in the air loosened weakly.
"My vision is blurred...I can't move my body...am I going to die...Master Gui Deng, you must live well..."
"Wow——!"
Sake's body was like dead wood, gradually stiffening, and the long knife inserted in his chest was withdrawn from his body bit by bit.
He fell straight to the ground, staring at the night sky with dull eyes. When Mizukage-sama left that day, the sky was also so dark...
Perhaps as he said, losers have no value and do not deserve sympathy!
Sake just fell asleep out of sight of her companions, and received no mercy from anyone.
Before going to bed, Sake seemed to see the sun rising in the sky.
This sun looks a bit like Mizukage-sama! Sake thought.
At the last moment of his life, a smile appeared on his lips, and this smile was as sweet as the wine in his name.
In the night, under Sake's body, the dark red pool of blood seemed like a candle that had burned out all hope, and it was extremely dark.
In front, Haruyoshi Sato listened to the commotion around him and looked at the frightened crowd in the audience without any panic.
He has never believed in the Mist Ninja, and he has no feelings about Sake's assassination and death, just like an elephant doesn't care about the death of an ant.
At this moment, his back was extremely safe, because standing there was Takei Xiaofu, the powerful ghost driven by his position as daimyo.
In this world, friendship, family affection, and love are not worthy of his trust and trust!
Only by handing it over to profit can he truly feel at ease!
In front of the main hall, Sato Haruyo's calm demeanor was like a needle that calms the sea, affecting everyone.
Gradually, the night became darker and more terrifying, and the panic inside the temple became calm again.
At this time, a middle-aged official walked up behind Sato Haruyo and asked in a low voice: "Master Haruyo, what should we do in this situation!?"
"Don't panic, I have my own opinion!" Haruyo Sato looked calm. He took a step forward and said loudly to the crowd: "Hara Yoshi has become history, we need a new daimyo!"
The entire audience was stunned and fell into an eerie silence.
When Sato Haruyo said this, anyone present who was not a fool could understand what he meant.
It's just that Sato Haruto's words were so shocking that everyone was caught off guard.
At this time, Kurosaki Toshitatsu's passionate questioning rang out from the crowd: "Are you planning to become a daimyo yourself? Do you think you are worthy?"
Sato Harutoyo chuckled: "Why not?"
He turned to the political officials and asked: "Have I ever been corrupt in these years?"
The government official thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No!"
Sato Haruto turned around and looked at the crowd, shrugged and asked, "Have I ever broken my trust with you over the years?"
The whole place was in an uproar, and everyone was talking among themselves. After a while, everyone said in unison: "No!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Sato Haruyo's lips and he continued: "I have never been greedy, which means I will not be excessive in my gifts, and I have never broken my promise, which means I will not change my orders day and night! I can do a good job as the First Minister of the Fire Country, and I will be named to you.
It can be done well! The position of the new daimyo belongs to me! Who agrees? Who opposes?"
After saying that, Sato Haruyo loosened his headband, and his gray-black hair was blowing in the wind. He turned around and looked domineeringly at the Fire Nation officials behind him, his eyes full of intimidation.
Where Sato Harutoyo looked, all the Fire Nation officials lowered their heads and remained silent, obviously hesitating.
Just when the atmosphere became stagnant, Takei Xiaofu strode forward and half-knelt at the feet of Sato Haruyo.
"On behalf of the warriors of the Fire Nation, I am loyal to you!"
Takei Koo's words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Fire Nation officials who were watched by Sato Harutoyo expressed their allegiance one after another.
Among the crowd, His Highness Seventh Prince pushed away Sato Ryoko's arms and ran towards the main hall.
Sato Ryoko, who had not caught His Majesty Seventh Prince, looked shocked, panicked, and fell to the ground.
His Highness Seventh Prince looked at the crowd that looked like mountains in front of him without any hesitation. Like a lonely, stubborn little pony, he crossed the hills one after another and ran towards Sato Harutoyo!
His Highness Seventh Prince silently cheered himself up in his heart. He is the son of Hara Yoshi Kamishiro, how could he cower at such a time?
It’s finally almost here!
"I object!!!"
The young voice was so resolute that it resounded through the sky!
The Seventh Prince came to the front of the main hall, panted heavily, and shouted again.
"I object!!!"
This child's voice seemed to be a heartfelt question, causing the officials, monks and people present to fall into deep thought.
"I object too!"
The first voice appeared in the crowd, and then the voice of opposition became more and more dense like a drumbeat.
"I object!"
"be opposed to!"
"opposite……!"
The handsome features on Sato Haruyo's face were twisted together crazily. He staggered around and asked unconvincingly: "Why?"
In the crowd, Cheng Wujing, who had wrapped himself tightly, shouted in a low voice: "The person who activates the holy fire is the daimyo, you are not worthy!"
"Hahahaha! Not worthy?!"
Hearing this voice that came from nowhere, Haruyoshi Sato laughed wildly, and his laughter made people shudder!
He smiled as he walked towards the giant bronze cauldron, holding a glass container filled with blood tightly in his long sleeves.
Sato Haruyo was so proud that he soon became the ruler of the Fire Country, the only truth! Everything was over!
When Sato Harutoyo was getting carried away with his pride, His Highness the Seventh Prince rushed towards Sato Harutoyo fiercely. He jumped into the air and hugged Sato Harutoyo's legs.
With his hands tied to his thighs, Sato Haruyo instantly lost his balance and fell forward!
"Crack!"
The glass container in his hand shattered, and the blood inside flowed away like time.
"No!!!!"
Sato Haruto went crazy. He quickly touched the blood on the ground with his hands and tongue, and kept begging in his heart, just one drop, just one drop!
However, time goes by and never comes back, and so does the blood that sinks to the ground.
In an instant, the blood on the ground dried up. Sato Jiyong withdrew his tongue and hands in despair, his eyes were lifeless, his face was ashen, and his gray hair was dancing wildly in the wind.
Sato Haruto turned his head to look at His Majesty the Seventh Prince gloomily. At this moment, the boy was hugging his legs tightly and looking at him with a firm face.
Sato Haruto thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought that it would be His Majesty the Seventh Prince who would break his dream.
From the beginning to the end, Sato Harutoyo never looked squarely at the child in front of him. In his eyes, His Majesty Seventh Prince was just a dog he once raised.
"It was you who saved your life. Isn't it good to be alive?"
Sato Haruyo turned his neck, his bones made a crackling sound, and stared coldly at His Highness the Seventh Prince.
The next second, killing intent was like a sea, churning, surging, roaring, and crushing His Majesty the Seventh Prince.
His Highness the Seventh Prince instantly felt that he was a lonely boat in the vast ocean, and that the boat could be destroyed at any time!
He trembled, subconsciously let go of his hands, and felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a nail had been driven in.
"Third brother, I hurt..."
Haruyoshi Sato grabbed His Highness Seventh Prince's hair and lifted the boy up. He drooped his eyes and looked at His Highness Seventh Prince indifferently.
"It hurts... it hurts..."
His Majesty Seventh Prince was hanging in the air, with blood oozing from his scalp. His short arms and legs struggled feebly and groaned in pain.
Outside the main hall, all the officials from the Fire Country had splitting headaches and felt like knives piercing their hearts!
Such a young child, Sato Haruyo was actually able to kill him!
At this moment, they no longer had interests in their minds, no calculations, no longer caring about gains and losses, they ran as fast as they could towards Sato Harutoyo.
There is only one goal, and that is to rescue His Majesty the Seventh Prince!
At the same time, faster than the Fire Nation officials were the monks from the Fire Temple. They arrived in front of Sato Harutoyo in an instant.
However, in the next second, Takei Xiaofu made a "pop" sound and drew out his long knife. Lights and shadows flashed, and the blood was like a prison. "Plop" "Plop" The first group of people who came around instantly fell into a pool of blood.
.
Before Takei Xiaofu could show off his evil again, the sound of "wow" sounded like the tide, and the crowd in the temple roared in like a sea wave. Takei Xiaofu was instantly submerged in the sea of people, and he didn't know whether to live or die!
Sato Haruyo did not anger anyone anymore. He put the unconscious Seventh Prince on the ground, held the boy hostage and retreated towards the giant bronze cauldron.
"Stay away from me, or if I shake my hand, his neck will be broken!"
After hearing this, everyone had to slowly retreat towards the back.
Sato Haruyo grabbed His Highness Seventh Prince's throat with his right hand, leaving dark blue fingerprints on the boy's throat. He pointed at the officials and monks with his left hand, shook his head angrily and said:
"It's not enough, it's far from enough. Go back to your original position, and all you original dogs will get down too!"
Under the control of others, everyone had to retreat one after another, but their worried eyes were fixed on His Highness Seventh, for fear that the young His Highness Seventh would die in the hands of Sato Harutoyo.
At this moment, the holy fire in the giant bronze cauldron was still burning, and His Highness lay half-dead next to the giant cauldron.
Sato Harutoyo looked at the holy fire beating in the giant bronze cauldron, his eyes full of complexity. His eyes seemed to be sighing, melancholy, and reminiscing!
"It's over... I will definitely die... Yuanyoshi's lineage is also destined to die..."
Sato Haruyo threw His Majesty the Seventh Prince to the ground, stretched out his hand and hung it on the giant bronze cauldron, feeling the wonderful temperature of the holy fire, and laughed.
"I killed all the uncles of the daimyo, the daimyo, the second highness, and the fourth highness. The only remaining highnesses and the seventh highness are now in my hands!
I know there must be some among you who have unrealistic fantasies about His Highness the Third Prince who has not shown up.
But what I want to tell you is that he is also dead! The entire Yuanyoshi lineage died because of me alone, this is hatred!"
Sato Haruyo turned his right hand, pulled out the soft knife wrapped around his waist, and waved it in the air, and then there was a crisp sound of "bang, bang, bang, bang" in the air.
The man in front of the main hall, with his gray hair hanging down behind him like a waterfall, pinched the blade from the handle with his left thumb and index finger, and slid it towards the tip. With a crash, the tip escaped instantly.
The restraints of the man's fingers, under the light of the fire, were like flying silver snakes, shining brightly!
With a bang, Sato Haruyo raised his soft knife high, as if the demon lord was coming, with his black hair dancing wildly and his eyes red, and he slashed hard at His Majesty Seventh Prince on the ground!