But immediately after, Chiyo shook her head.
"Sasori has been missing for so long. If he were still alive, there would have been news long ago. Lord Kazekage, there is no need to deceive an old woman like me just to get me to fight for the village."
Rasa spoke earnestly.
"What I say is true. I can pledge my position as Kazekage as a guarantee."
Since Fugaku Uchiha could pledge his position as Clan Head to quell the anger and dissatisfaction of the Uchiha clan, Rasa could now pledge his position as Kazekage to Chiyo.
After all, Rasa knew very clearly that Sasori of the Red Sand was indeed still alive.
Chiyo's expression turned serious.
"Lord Kazekage, the position of Kazekage is not something to be used so lightly. This is too trivial."
Rasa nodded.
"I know. That is why what I say is the truth."
Chiyo was silent for a while.
"Lord Kazekage, speak. What exactly do you want me to do? I truly cannot go to the front lines anymore, but if there are other things I can do, I will do them."
Rasa hadn't expected Chiyo to immediately rush to the front lines to fight the Hidden Mist.
Just as Chiyo herself had said, her husband, son, and daughter-in-law were all dead, and her grandson had been missing for years. She was just a bag of old bones who had long since lost any hope for life.
And right now, Rasa hadn't produced any substantial evidence that Sasori was still alive.
Making such a promise was already giving face to Rasa as the Kazekage.
Rasa explained his plan.
Chiyo revealed a look of surprise.
"The rumors about Kagami Uchiha were pushed by you and Ebizo, Lord Kazekage?"
"That's right. Didn't Ebizo tell you, Elder Chiyo?"
Chiyo shook her head.
This surprised Rasa a little.
Given the relationship between Ebizo and Chiyo, there shouldn't be any secrets between them.
"I need one or several puppet machines capable of printing a large number of propaganda leaflets in a short amount of time. The simpler the operation, the better. The clearer the writing, the better."
"Elder Chiyo, is there any difficulty?"
Chiyo glanced at Rasa.
"Not difficult."
"About how long will it take?"
"I can make one within three days. The second one will take less time."
"Alright, then I will come back in three days."
Soon, three days passed.
Rasa came to Chiyo's courtyard again. After entering, Rasa could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the courtyard and Chiyo's aura were different from last time.
Last time, it was lifeless here.
But this time, there was a bit more vitality.
Even Chiyo's spirit seemed much better, even though she looked a bit tired.
"Sure enough, people still need to work. being too idle easily leads to problems."
"Lord Kazekage, the puppet is ready. Come with me."
Rasa nodded.
A storage room.
In the center stood a puppet taller than a person.
Chiyo explained.
"Because your request was relatively simple, Lord Kazekage, I didn't use very good materials. I used relatively cheap materials, so the resulting build is a bit large."
"I have named this puppet the 'Printing Dog'."
"Under normal circumstances, it can print 3,000 leaflets in a day."
"The operation is quite simple. You just need to place the paper in this position, add ink here, place your hands here, and continuously infuse chakra."
Rasa calculated for a moment, then said.
"Elder Chiyo, I'll take this Printing Dog puppet first. Please make two more. How long will that take?"
"Four days."
"Okay, then I will come back in two days."
Rasa took the Printing Dog puppet directly to the Kazekage Building. In the basement of the Kazekage Building, he cleared out a separate room.
Afterward, he summoned three ANBU ninja.
"Lord Kazekage."
The three ANBU ninja stood together in front of Rasa.
Rasa looked around at them.
"I have a very important task for you. You will operate this puppet..."
Rasa quickly explained the operation process of the Printing Dog puppet.
"Each person works for 7 hours. After 7 hours of continuous work, let the puppet rest for an hour, then the second person takes over, and so on. The person who just finished should hurry up and rest."
Chiyo's 3,000 sheets were calculated based on daytime working hours.
But given the current situation of the Sand Village, who cares about day and night?
Running it full tilt for 24 hours a day was the only hard truth.
And with three people rotating, they could handle it completely.
In this way, 6,000 leaflets could be printed in a single day.
Two days later, Rasa brought a new Printing Dog puppet over.
Another two days later, a third Printing Dog puppet appeared in the basement room.
And the number of leaflets Rasa needed had reached 36,000 by this time.
"In another four days, it will reach over 100,000. This amount is barely enough."
"Waiting a few more days for a larger quantity won't affect the overall effect much."
Rasa looked out the window, a look of anticipation in his eyes.
"I wonder how many points this will bring me."
"This method is a bit simple and crude."
"But often, the simpler and cruder the method, the more effective it is."
...
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Hidden Mist Village.
The entire Mist high command was extremely dissatisfied with the war situation on the front lines.
"What is going on with Fuguki Suikazan and Jinin Akebino?"
"Why has the battle situation stalled?"
"Didn't they say the Hidden Sand was finished?"
"Didn't they say they had a huge advantage?"
"Didn't they say they could take down the Sand Village any day now?"
"And now?"
These higher-ups were very dissatisfied.
War requires investment.
Without victory, there is no return.
The longer the stalemate lasted, the more resources needed to be invested.
And before this, both Fuguki Suikazan and Jinin Akebino had made guarantees.
But the current result was this.
Inside the Mizukage's office, everyone was gathered, and opinions were loud.
Especially the pro-peace faction, who believed the village had wasted too much manpower and resources on this war with very little gain.
Facing pressure from the pro-peace faction, the pro-war faction was even more dissatisfied with the two commanders, Fuguki Suikazan and Jinin Akebino.
The Third Mizukage sat with his hands crossed in front of him, his eyes narrowed into slits.
He sat very quietly, his aura less like a Kage and more like a scholar.
When everyone was tired of arguing, the Third Mizukage finally took out two letters.
"Lord Mizukage, what are these?"
Everyone's eyes looked over.
The Third Mizukage said, "These are complaint letters from Fuguki Suikazan and Jinin Akebino against each other. Both claim that the other is delaying the offensive progress."
"What do you think?"