bacchusnovels Chapter 317: Treat others as they treat you.
Chapter 317: Treat others as they treat you.
Chapter 317: Treat others as they treat you.
The scene shows the streets of Konoha Village.
Danzo fled the Uchiha clan territory in a rather flustered and disheveled manner.
His face was ashen; the immense humiliation and frustration he had suffered in front of the Uchiha clan's territory haunted him like a leech.
However, he still couldn't catch his breath on the way out.
Compared to when he went to the Uchiha clan's territory, there were now more and more strange looks directed at him from both sides of the street.
The whispers all around grew increasingly unrestrained, like a swarm of buzzing gnats.
It's him.
He was the one who did all those missing people before.
There are no good people in the village!
He deserved to be taught a lesson by Lord Sakumo!
Danzo's steps became heavy.
His sinister single eye sharply scanned the whispering villagers around him, trying to silence them with his past power.
However, little effect has been achieved.
Even some ordinary people who were usually timid and fearful did not avoid him when his gaze swept over them. Instead, they mustered up the courage to glare back, their eyes filled with undisguised disgust and hostility!
Upon seeing this, Danzo's heart sank.
These rumors are not unfounded!
The gossip circulating on the streets is full of detailed accounts, pointing directly to his past shady dealings.
Some of these were schemes that they thought were flawless, but which were known only to a very small number of core members.
For example, a carefully orchestrated accident targeting political enemies, or the Root organization's clandestine and ruthless methods—all kept secret.
Now it has all become casual conversation among ordinary people during their leisure time!
Danzo's heart sank deeper and deeper into despair.
He was all too familiar with this tactic!
By spreading public opinion and guiding public sentiment, the opponent can be pushed into the limelight, and then, with the invisible pressure of public opinion, the opponent can be completely crushed without lifting a finger.
This is one of his most skillful and frequently used tricks!
Back then, the real-life Sakumo Hatake, the White Fang of Konoha, was a typical example of someone who died under the invisible blade of public opinion.
He never expected that one day, this blade of public opinion would turn around and strike him hard!
who is it? !
Who is behind this?!
Danzo was both shocked and furious, roaring wildly in his heart.
Was Minato Namikaze using the Hokage's influence to quickly gather and spread his many unknown secrets? Or was it Orochimaru, that insidious guy, kicking him while he was down? Or was it that old bastard Hiruzen Sarutobi finally tearing off his mask and wanting to completely eliminate himself?
He hated the ignorant people of Konoha who blindly followed the crowd and believed everything they heard.
They were easily swayed by rumors and looked at him, an elder who had dedicated his life to Konoha, with the eyes of someone looking at a sinner.
He hated even more the despicable person who hid behind the scenes and manipulated public opinion to publicly execute him.
Danzo considered this method to be extremely despicable and insidious.
Whoever dares to use such insidious means to deal with me—is unforgivable!
He must find that despicable person hiding behind the scenes, manipulating public opinion in an attempt to publicly execute him, and then make him pay the price with the cruelest means!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
However, no matter how resentful he was or how he planned his revenge, the constant strange looks and whispers still stung his already battered pride.
Throughout my life, Danzo Shimura has always acted with secrecy; how could I have ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?!
hateful!
Danzo quickened his pace and hurried along, finally shaking off the dense crowd. In a secluded and quiet place, he could see the hidden gate of the Root organization's base in the distance.
He finally breathed a slight sigh of relief and slowed his pace, managing to escape the constant pointing and whispering.
Even so, his nerves remained taut, a ruthless and sinister glint flashing in his single eye as he rapidly pondered and calculated in his mind.
Once we get back, we must immediately order Aburame Ryoma to thoroughly investigate the source of these rumors and then find a way to counter them.
However, just as he strode forward, about to step into the base entrance...
Swish!Swish!
Two dark figures appeared silently, like ghosts, and split to the left and right, blocking Danzo's path and completely shutting out the base entrance.
The newcomers were all dressed in the standard attire of the Hidden Leaf Village's Anbu, with cold animal-patterned masks on their faces.
The two men, their auras concealed and their movements swift and silent, blocked Danzo's path, clearly elites from the Anbu.
Caught off guard, Danzo abruptly stopped, his pupils suddenly contracting.
Dark area?
And it was the Dark Guard that directly blocked the entrance to the Root base?!
This is unheard of, unprecedented!
Before Danzo could even open his mouth to rebuke him, one of the ANBU had already taken half a step forward.
Through the mask, he said calmly, "By order of the Hokage and the Elder Council, you are required to come with us immediately. There is an important matter in the Hokage's office that requires your presence."
The other ANBU member remained silent, but stood slightly to the side, his hand seemingly casually resting on the ninja tool pouch at his waist, subtly forming an encirclement.
Their gazes, peering through the holes in their masks, were firmly fixed on Danzo.
Danzo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and stood frozen on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, the humiliation he had suffered in the Uchiha clan's territory and the rumors he had heard along the way were instantly linked together with the sudden tough attitude of the Anbu before him.
The opponent's speed and timing were so precise that it was as if they had calculated it perfectly.
This was by no means an ordinary inquiry, but a formal, even coercive, summons!
Deep within the dark dungeon of Konoha Village.
Danzo was suddenly awakened from his cold wooden bed!
The humiliations he had just experienced in his dream were still vividly replaying in his mind, as if they had truly happened, each scene—
The image of the face was imprinted on his mind, impossible to shake off.
"Hiss—Damn it, just as I expected—"
Danzo's single eye flashed with a venomous glint as he spat out, "Hmph! The Uchiha who have left Lord Madara—they're all trash after all! They're not worth recruiting at all!"
Even so, another figure involuntarily flashed through Danzo's mind.
If in that world, under Madara's guidance, a new order were rebuilt, everything would be different.
As Izuna's disciple, the Uchiha clan members would certainly treat him with utmost respect.
The power of the entire Uchiha clan will be at his disposal, unlike now—
"Izuna-sensei—" Danzo murmured to himself, a rare vulnerability showing on his face, "When—when will I be able to see you again—"
Just then.
Squeak!
The prison door was slowly pushed open from the outside.
Danzo frowned and looked up towards the doorway.
He thought it was that old bastard Hiruzen Sarutobi coming to laugh at him again, and he had prepared a whole bunch of sarcastic and mocking words in his mind. But when he saw the person's appearance, all his words got stuck in his throat.
The newcomer was not Hiruzen Sarutobi, but a tall, muscular, bald man.
He was wearing a uniform vest from the Konoha Anbu's direct interrogation department, but what was most striking was the crisscrossing, hideous scars on his face.
A thick, long scar runs diagonally down from the left forehead, carving a deep groove into the eyelid as it passes the eye, making the entire face look particularly horrifying.
Morinoi Hiki!
Behind him followed two equally grim-looking ninjas in black, who, judging from their attire, were members of the interrogation department.
Danzo's pupils contracted.
Konoha's Torture Department — A special department responsible for interrogating and torturing prisoners!
Within Konoha's administrative system, this department reports directly to the Hokage and, under certain circumstances, even has the authority to bypass routine procedures and take emergency actions without prior consultation.
Ibiki Morino is the current captain of the interrogation department, infamous for his ruthless and efficient interrogation methods!
It is said that criminals who fall into his hands, no matter how strong-willed, will eventually be tortured to the point of breaking down and confessing.
An extremely ominous premonition surged into Danzo's heart, and his heart sank heavily.
Why are people from the torture department suddenly appearing here?!
The answer to this question requires almost no thought.
In Konoha, the interrogation department is only responsible for one thing: interrogating prisoners!
"Elder Danzo."
Morino Ibiki's deep, husky voice rang out, without using any honorifics or pleasantries, "Please come with us."
Danzo clenched his fists tightly under the covers, forcibly suppressing his emotions and trying to make his voice sound calm: "I am an advisor elder of Konoha Village—without a legitimate reason, even the interrogation department has no right to break into a cell and forcibly summon me, right?!"
"Don't waste your energy making excuses." Ibiki Morino interrupted him directly, his voice devoid of any emotion. "This is a special summons personally signed by the Hokage."
As he spoke, he took out a scroll from his pocket and slowly unrolled it in front of Danzo.
The scroll ends with a prominent red seal of the Hokage, and the date is today.
Danzo stared intently at the seal with his single eye, a raging fire surging in his chest.
"Fine—very fine—" he muttered through grim teeth, enunciating each word clearly, "Hiruzen Sarutobi—you really wanted to go this far—"
He abruptly changed the subject, his tone turning cold.
"What if I refuse?"
As the last word was uttered, a faint chakra fluctuation suddenly emanated from Danzo's body, and the air in the cell seemed to freeze for a moment.
Upon seeing this, the two torture squad ninjas behind Ibiki Morino immediately stepped forward and defensively gripped the weapons at their waists.
Ibiki himself merely narrowed his eyes slightly, his scarred face showing no change in expression: "I advise you not to act so impulsively, Elder Danzo."
He spoke slowly and deliberately, enunciating each word clearly: "This place—is Konoha's secret prison."
The air froze instantly.
Danzo's one eye darted back and forth between Ibiki Morino and the two torture squad ninjas, his brain racing.
If he were to take action—in this heavily guarded dungeon—his chances of winning would be virtually zero.
However, if I actually went to the interrogation department with them—
A chill rose from the depths of Tuanzang's heart.
Many tough guys who couldn't be pried open by even the most powerful organizations eventually fell in the interrogation room of the torture department!
"Elder Danzo, please." Ibiki Morino stepped aside slightly, making room for him, and gestured for him to proceed. However, his actions and eyes showed no sign of politeness; instead, they conveyed an unyielding and forceful attitude.
Danzo took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
After a brief stalemate, he finally decided not to put up a futile resistance.
He stood up, leaning on his cane, and walked toward the prison gate with a gloomy face.
As Danzo passed by Ibiki Morino, he paused, turned his head, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "You—you'll regret this, Ibiki."
Ibiki Morino remained unmoved upon hearing this, simply replying calmly, "Then I'll wait and see, Elder Danzo."
Without saying another word, he turned and walked out of the cell first.
Danzo was supported by two torture squad ninjas, one on each side, and followed closely behind as they stepped out of the dark prison cell.
The moment he stepped out of the cell, he saw the scene in the corridor, and his heart trembled violently.
Both sides of the long corridor were lined with fully armed ANBU ninjas!
Everyone's gaze was fixed on him with cold and cautious eyes.
These self-illuminating lights—how similar they are to the gazes of the Konoha villagers in the dream!
For a moment, Danzo felt as if he had sunk to the bottom of a valley, and even had a dazed feeling that he was still in a dream.
He knew very well that from this moment on, everything would be different.
Hiruzen Sarutobi finally tore off his last mask, choosing to settle accounts with him in the most direct and thorough way.
And he, Danzo Shimura, the shadow of Konoha, the leader of Root, is about to face the greatest trial of his life!
Danzo gritted his teeth, slowly raised his head, and a final trace of ruthlessness and madness flashed in his single eye.
No—it's not over yet!
As long as he lives, all of this will never end!
His gaze swept across the faces of the ANBU members on either side, who were on high alert as if facing a formidable enemy. Only one thought echoed in his mind:
Everything has changed.
Konoha—it's no longer the Konoha he knew!
These ignorant juniors are going to completely destroy the traditions and rules that Konoha has upheld for a hundred years!
If things continue like this, it will only destroy Konoha, destroy the Land of Fire, and destroy the fragile balance of the entire ninja world!
They will definitely regret it—they definitely will!
Escorted by two secret agents, Danzo moved step by step away from his cell, his lonely figure disappearing into the dimly lit corridor.
Time slips away quietly.
Ibiki Morino's interrogation of Danzo lasted for a whole day, and it was late at night, time to go to sleep.
The cooldown period for the dream-fulfilling experience voucher that Shiyu had been looking forward to has finally ended.
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When Kabuto regained consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes and saw a ceiling with a soft light emanating from the light panel.
"This arrangement—?" A thought flashed through Dou's mind, and a surge of joy instantly welled up in his heart.
He looked around at the familiar surroundings and couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "I'm here again!"
Dou couldn't wait to sit up.
However, just as he exerted his abdominal muscles and lifted his upper body, a long, strong hand suddenly reached out from the side, gently pressing on his shoulder and pushing him back onto the lab table, its gentleness revealing a professional firmness.
"Don't worry, child."
"Your physical examination isn't finished yet, lie down a little longer."
That sound—
His voice was almost identical to that of the Orochimaru-sama he knew, both possessing that innate magnetism.
But the tone of voice was completely different!
Dou's heart skipped a beat.
He slowly turned his head to look at the owner of the hand, in the direction from which the voice came.
A tall, slender figure came into view, a face that Ling Dou recognized all too well.
Pale, delicate skin; golden, snake-like vertical pupils; narrow eyes; paired with eerie purple eyeshadow.
It was Orochimaru!
However, they only look alike.
The expression on Orochimaru's face at this moment was completely different from the one Kabuto remembered!
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