"Alas…"
Seeing that Nobuhiro remained as raving as ever, Nobumura sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.
Clenching his teeth hard, he ordered: "In three days' time, execute him in public!"
"Understood!"
Hearing this, the ministers of the Land of No all let out a collective sigh of relief.
They had been living in constant fear and worry over Nobuhiro these past few days…
Once he left the dungeons, Nobumura headed straight to a lavish chamber to consult a wandering monk recently taken into his service — Master Gen.
This monk, though unknown to the wider world, possessed profound mastery of ninjutsu.
With only a few subtle techniques, he had already helped suppress the maddening urges brought on by the cursed seal.
"Master Gen — is there truly no way to undo this cursed mark?" Nobumura asked again, unwilling to accept it. "I will pay any price, no matter how great!"
The monk simply shook his head gently. "This curse has no cure. Young Master Nobuhiro has been corrupted far too deeply. Only by beheading him and displaying his head to the public can we eliminate this threat once and for all…"
"Alas…"
Despair filled Nobumura's eyes, yet there was nothing he could do.
Though he was the ruler of an entire nation, before shinobi whose power rivaled that of gods, he was no stronger than a helpless chick.
Such was the tragic fate of ordinary people in this world.
Three days passed quickly. This was the day Nobumura had chosen to publicly execute his own son, who had turned into a demon, hoping to calm the rising anger of the people.
Clank, clank…
Thick iron chains as wide as a thumb bound Nobuhiro's limbs tightly, wrapping him up like a bundle of iron.
Ever since his failed assassination attempt, when he had unleashed the full power of the cursed seal and slaughtered nearly a hundred innocent civilians, no one had dared treat him as a normal human being anymore.
He was nothing more than a blood‑crazed beast!
"ROAR!!"
True to their fears, Nobuhiro let out guttural snarls from deep in his throat, thrashing and leaping against his restraints.
Even now, all he wanted was to sink his teeth into Nobumura's flesh.
The cursed seal had completely consumed his sanity.
"Nobuhiro…"
A flicker of pity crossed Nobumura's face, but he hardened his heart and waved sharply, signaling the executioner to strike off his son's head.
But just then…
Gurgle~
A strange, bubbling sound suddenly came from within Nobuhiro's body. His eyes bulged out grotesquely, like those of a fish.
"What's happening?" "How revolting!" "He really is a monster!"
Amidst the crowd's horrified murmurs, the changes grew more violent.
His human skin began to peel away, replaced by a layer of rough, yellowish, demon‑like scales spreading across his entire body.
Snap… crack…
One after another, the heavy chains began to snap. Nobuhiro's muscles swelled outward like inflating bubbles, bursting free from every last restraint.
"This is bad!"
Nobumura finally sensed the danger and roared urgently, "Executioner — do not hesitate! Strike now!"
Shaken out of his daze, the executioner swung his great sword down hard toward Nobuhiro's neck — but it was already too late.
CLANG!
A terrifying, demon‑like arm shot up and blocked the blade with a deafening clash of metal.
With his other hand, he tore through the thick iron chains as easily as if they were made of soft tofu.
Covered in hide as rough as a crocodile's, with a body as hard as stone and fangs like those of a lion or tiger, he looked every inch a true demon — just the sight of him sent chills down everyone's spine.
"NOBUMURA!!"
The creature roared, leaped over the crowd, and seized the lord in his grip as if he were nothing more than a helpless chick. He opened his jaws wide, ready to swallow him whole…
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