"Kill him!!"
"Seize Karumen and cut him down!"
The King of the Goa Kingdom stood atop the palace steps, face twisted with fury, shouting hysterically.
At his command—
"Charge!"
"For His Majesty!"
With a thunderous roar, the royal guards surged forward. Thousands of soldiers, clad in armor and gripping spears, swords, and muskets, advanced like a black tide meant to drown everything in its path.
Karumen, held firmly in Tobirama's arms, felt her blood turn cold.
"This is a royal army!" she cried out. "There are thousands of them! Let me go—if this keeps up, you'll be surrounded!"
Tobirama didn't move.
He didn't retreat even a step.
Instead, he glanced down at her calmly, his eyes carrying a faint trace of ridicule.
"Run?"
"That word doesn't exist for me."
"If they're so eager for death…"
"Then I'll oblige."
Clang.
A clear sword cry rang out.
With one arm holding Karumen, Tobirama calmly drew his blade with the other. The moment the sword left its sheath, invisible wind wrapped around its edge, sharp enough to distort the air itself.
Wind Release — Vacuum Blade.
Tobirama's expression remained indifferent as he raised the sword and made a single, casual horizontal slash.
Whoosh.
The front ranks of the charging army froze mid-step.
Then the second rank.
Then the third.
In a breath's time, the invisible blade swept through the entire formation.
Silence followed.
The soldiers collapsed almost simultaneously, armor clattering against stone. The once-roaring army fell like harvested grain, leaving only stillness behind.
The palace grounds were instantly emptied of resistance.
Karumen stared, her mind completely blank.
One sword.
One strike.
An entire army… gone.
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On the palace steps, the king's face drained of all color.
His legs buckled, and he fell heavily onto the stone, trembling uncontrollably.
"This… this can't be real…"
The nobles who had rushed out to watch the commotion were frozen in terror.
Suddenly, one of them let out a shrill scream while holding up a newspaper.
"Silver hair… red eyes…"
"That power—!"
"It's him! Uchiha Tobirama!"
The newspaper slipped from his shaking hands.
"A bounty of one trillion Berries! A man who killed Celestial Dragons! Crippled an Admiral! And wiped out a Buster Call!"
Those words struck harder than any blade.
The nobles collapsed en masse, dropping to their knees, pressing their faces into the ground, terrified of even being noticed.
Karumen's heart nearly stopped.
One trillion…?
She had just threatened someone like that with a frying pan.
The king completely lost control.
Sweat poured from his body as he scrambled down the steps, crawling to Tobirama's feet.
"Mercy! Mercy, Your Majesty!!"
"I was blind! I was stupid!"
"All the treasure in the palace—it's yours! Just spare my life!"
Tobirama looked down at him with unconcealed disgust.
"So this is a king," he said coldly.
"A disgrace to the word."
He raised his sword slightly, its tip hovering near the king's neck.
"Keeping you alive is a waste."
The king nearly fainted.
"Wait!"
A clear voice suddenly rang out.
From the stunned crowd stepped a tall young woman in a pure white wedding dress. Though her gown symbolized purity, her eyes burned with defiance.
Sari.
The princess from the neighboring kingdom—and the bride meant to become Goa's new queen.
She rushed forward and knelt without hesitation.
The hem of her dress brushed against bloodstained stone, yet she didn't flinch.
"Great Emperor," she said firmly, raising her head.
"Please take me with you."
The entire palace froze.
Even the king stared in disbelief.
Sari continued, her voice resolute:
"I refuse to marry that pig."
"This political farce disgusts me."
"I know your name. I know your strength."
"I would rather serve you—be it as a maid or attendant—than rot here."
The king snapped out of his shock and roared:
"Sari! Have you lost your mind?! You are my queen!"
She turned sharply, eyes blazing.
"Queen?"
"I'd rather die than belong to you."
She faced Tobirama again, lowering her head slightly.
"Please… take me away."
Tobirama studied her.
Her beauty was undeniable—but more than that, it was her resolve that amused him.
"Interesting."
He sheathed his sword.
"So you're today's princess," he said lightly.
"If I take you, that means I steal this fool's bride."
"Yes," Sari answered without hesitation.
"Only someone like you deserves me."
Tobirama smiled faintly.
"Very well."
He lifted her chin briefly.
"From today onward, you belong to my empire."
Sari's body trembled with relief and excitement.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Behind them, the king forced a trembling smile, nodding desperately.
"Yes, yes… of course…"
"It's an honor… truly…"
Tobirama didn't even look at him.
With a single kick, he sent the king sprawling across the ground—utterly insignificant.
The fate of the Goa Kingdom was sealed.
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