Compared to the almost unanimous and fervent support from the Great Xia Kingdom.
The forum in Japan has strangely split into two factions, arguing fiercely.
After Hiroji Kujo issued that strong response, his supporters took the lead in public opinion.
"Lord Kujo is right! The Great Xia Kingdom is nothing but a bunch of bandits! They covet our divine artifacts and are jealous of our rise! This battle is to protect the honor of our Yamato people!"
"That's right! Let those Great Xia pigs know who the true masters of East Asia are!"
"Anyone who undermines morale is a traitor! They should all commit seppuku to atone for their sins! We must believe in Lord Kujo; he will lead us to glory!"
However, these fanatical remarks were quickly t with an even fiercer counterattack from another faction.
"Glory? Screw your glory! My sister's entire family was in Fuji Castle! Seventeen people in total! Gone overnight! All because of that damned Lord Kujo, who wanted to resurrect a monster from a hundred years ago! And now you're talking to about glory?!"
"My wife and daughter were among those 300,000 people! Kujo Hiroji, that butcher! That demon! He is the greatest traitor to our Sakura nation! He didn't even consider us human beings!"
"Support the Great Xia Kingdom in attacking! We must attack! Attack them hard! Drag that beast Kujo Hiroharu off his throne! Cut him into a thousand pieces!"
"Exactly! Rather than living in this cherry blossom country, I'd rather be a citizen of Great Xia!"
This comnt was like opening Pandora's box.
Countless ordinary people who lost loved ones and hos in the previous sacrificial incidents erupted in anger.
At this mont, Kujo Hiroharu stood on the rooftop of the tallest building in Takamagahara.
The night wind blew his expensive black kimono, causing the hem to flutter and rustle.
Looking down at the sea of lights and crowds below, his gaze was deep, as if a god were examining his own chessboard.
On the distant streets, the protesters sward like a colony of ants, their shouts and anger still faintly audible from afar.
However, Kujo Hiroharu completely disregarded the surging public discontent in Japan.
public opinion?
That's nothing but the lant of the weak and powerless.
"The Great Xia Kingdom, Zhao Qingcang..."
He murmured softly, a hint of barely perceptible contempt in his voice.
"You want to use a national war to stop from resurrecting Amaterasu?"
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
Kujo Hiroharu's gaze was far-reaching, as if it pierced through layers of buildings and saw into the more distant future.
"At this point, unless the leader of the Free Federation is willing to intervene personally..."
"Otherwise, no one can stop ."
He picked up the communicator and calmly connected with the highest commanders of the various military departnts in the Sakura Kingdom.
"I am Hiroji Kujo."
"Effective imdiately, the entire army is on high alert."
"All frontline troops are to assemble at the East China Sea border."
"Prepare for war."
The communicator was disconnected.
Kujo Hiroji did not return to his seat, but stood quietly, as if waiting for sothing.
Soon, a series of steady footsteps ca from outside the door.
The office door was pushed open silently, and a figure walked in.
The newcor was tall and had a simple, unsophisticated appearance.
It was Qin Zeduo.
"Lord Kujo, you wanted to see ?"
Facing this legendary powerhouse from the land of cherry blossoms, Kujo Hiroharu displayed considerable courtesy.
He turned around from in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a gentle smile even on his face.
"Mr. Qin Ze, please have a seat."
He personally pulled out a chair for the other person.
"You must already know that ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) the Great Xia Kingdom has declared war on us, sir?"
Qin Zeduo didn't sit down, but just stood there quietly and nodded.
"Does Lord Hongzhi want to go into battle?"
Kujo Hiroharu's smile deepened as he walked up to Qin Ze Duoyilang, speaking sincerely.
"Although Zhao Qingcang is old, he is still an extrely rare space-type professional, and his strength should not be underestimated."
"Looking at the entire Sakura Country, only you, sir, are the most confident in dealing with him."
"As long as Zhao Qingcang is killed, the morale of the Great Xia Kingdom's army will inevitably collapse."
"The remaining people are not a concern."
He patted Qin Zeduo on the shoulder, as if he were treating a close old friend.
"In addition, I heard that Zhao Qingcang was Deng Qihe's most outstanding disciple forty years ago."
"Killing him can be considered as putting an end to your regrets from back then."
"Isn't this a form of revenge?"
Upon hearing the na "Deng Qihe," a ripple finally appeared in Qin Zeduo's usually calm eyes.
Hiroji Kujo keenly grasped this point.
He continued to increase his bets.
"By the way, based on my understanding of the Great Xia Kingdom, they probably sent more than just Zhao Qingcang this ti."
“There may be SS-level powerhouses from other countries involved.”
“So people may not dare to openly challenge us like the Great Xia, but they will definitely resort to underhanded tactics behind our backs.”
"So just in case, Chongwen Gumao will fight alongside you."
Qin Zeduo remained silent.
He had his head down, seemingly deep in thought.
The office fell into a deathly silence.
for a long ti.
He slowly raised his head and t Kujo Hiroji's gaze.
"I can join the war."
A satisfied smile appeared on Kujo Hiroharu's face.
However, Qin Zeyilang's next words made his smile falter slightly.
"However, I also hope that Lord Hongzhi can grant a request."
Kujo Hiroharu's expression instantly returned to calm, becoming expressionless.
Tell about it.
Qin Zeduo's tone was very serious.
"In this battle, regardless of the outco, my only responsibility is to kill Zhao Qingcang."
"Apart from that, I don't concern myself with anything else."
He paused, then continued:
"Furthermore, after this matter is over, I hope Lord Hiroji will allow to leave."
"Go and live the life of an ordinary person."
He looked at Hiroharu Kujo with a complicated expression.
"I am very grateful for the great kindness of Emperor Hongzhi in saving ."
"But I have asked myself if I have done enough for Lord Hongzhi."
"Having been given a second chance at life, I no longer want to continue this endless killing."
I'm tired.
"I hope that Lord Hongzhi will grant my request."
Hiroji Kujo gazed at him silently, his deep eyes revealing no emotion.
Ti seed to freeze at that mont.
Just when Qin Zeduo thought the other party would be furious, Kujo Hiroharu suddenly broke into a bright smile.
That smile was sincere and gentle, like a spring breeze.
"I thought it was sothing serious."
He stepped forward and patted Qin Zeduo on the shoulder again in a friendly manner.
"You flatter , sir."
“I will rember everything you have done for and for the entire Kujo family.”
"Since you are tired of the strife and wish to return to a simple life, how could I, Kujo Hiroharu, be the kind of ungrateful and unreasonable person who would force others to do what I don't deserve?"
He stared into Qin Zeduo's eyes, each word spoken with conviction.
I promise you.
"Once this battle is over, I will grant you my freedom first."
Upon hearing this promise, a slight ripple finally appeared in Qin Zeduo's usually calm eyes.
He gave Kujo Hiroji a deep look and bowed slightly.
Thank you.
After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave.
Kujo Hiroji's smile remained gentle as he watched Qin Ze Duo's retreating figure until the heavy door was closed again.
Silence returned to the office.
Just as the door closed.
The smile on Kujo Hiroharu's face slowly faded.
His eyes held a shadowy look.
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