He was in Konoha, and his domineering aura was overflowing.

as well as……

"Why are we traveling by carriage?" Sakumo Hatake asked, looking at Yoka Igogaku, who was lying leisurely on the soft cushion.

"If the goal is to find the mastermind behind this, shouldn't we be moving at full speed?"

A carriage is no match for a ninja's legs.

While sipping a bottle of yogurt, Ishizaki heard his question and tilted his head slightly upward: "Why are you in such a hurry? Slow and steady wins the race. People can't be too hasty. Take a look at the scenery along the way and be kinder to your soul."

If someone else had said that to me, I might have believed it, but it sounds a bit strange coming from you.

Shouldn't you be the one leading the team to strike the first victim's mansion like a meteorite impact, achieving your goal in the swiftest way possible?

Have you cultivated your character and temperament?

That's terrifying.

It's not that complicated. Wuxian just wanted to know who delivered the letter to him.

Looking across the ninja world, having the ability to know the values ​​of noble clans and even having their names on the list is something that not everyone can do.

Even at its peak, the roots couldn't achieve that.

The search scope has been significantly reduced.

Regardless of who it is, since they sent over this list, they will definitely send someone to keep an eye on it. I'm very curious about who sent this big gift.

As for the messenger, he had ill intentions and wanted to achieve some purpose through this.

Fifty strings of music left my heart unmoved.

Looking at the current ninja world, unless Madara Uchiha reaches his ultimate form, Hashirama Senju is fully resurrected, Ashura and Indra are resurrected together, or the Sage of Six Paths personally intervenes, or the Otsutsuki clan arrives ahead of schedule, or even the beautiful woman on the moon breaks free of her restraints and descends.

Oh, and there's Mito Uzumaki, but she's not an enemy.

In the event of the above extreme circumstances, all other potential enemies would be trash to him.

As for those nobles who dare to provoke the tiger, the news will arrive even faster than the carriage, letting them slowly fall into fear.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Chapter 105 The Scapegoat

"Haha, someone actually offered themselves up! Give them to me, guys!"

……

Inuzuka Satoru bent down, patted the demon, and rolled his eyes.

"If you're hungry, go eat."

Mountain, Wo, Li, Lu, Zheng, Bi, Bin, I, Water.

If I had known this group was all ninjas, I wouldn't have come. Of all the bad luck I had to run into, I even lost my life.

You ninjas are really something.

Since you're a ninja, then travel in the proper ninja way!

Who taught you to travel by carriage? Isn't this just making Shan Jiao learn how to do it for nothing?

"Excellent teamwork and decisive action." Hatake Sakumo, who oversaw the overall situation, was satisfied with the way these young people handled things.

A ninja can drink, gamble, and go to the red-light district to do whatever he wants, but he must never be soft-hearted.

In this line of work, the worst thing you can do is be soft-hearted towards your target. If you hesitate even for a moment on the battlefield, the ninja swordsman will show no mercy.

What is most commendable is their excellent teamwork; there were no obstacles or delays, and they cooperated effectively, each fulfilling their respective roles.

This is very rare.

Those of us who have lived through this age naturally understand the competitive spirit among young people.

Every few years, news of young people who want to make a name for themselves being killed in the process emerges.

The team consists of talented young people, so there's no need to worry about such foolish things happening. However, he didn't expect that they would not only remain calm but also coordinate their actions in an orderly manner.

Generally, the level of teamwork in such temporary teams depends entirely on the individuals. He was very pleased to see the young people in the village getting along so well.

Nara Shikaku felt a quiet sadness at his father's relief.

How could they not work together seamlessly? All of them combined couldn't even equal one of the fifty strings, and their teamwork had been cultivated through countless club activities.

He squatted down beside a corpse, picked up the samurai sword that had fallen to the ground, examined it, and had already made up his mind.

"Excellent equipment, considerable strength—these people have been sent here. It seems those people are getting restless."

Their trip wasn't particularly high-profile, but unless someone was blind, it wouldn't be difficult for the nobles in the Land of Fire to spot them.

As the saying goes, "If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear." Judging from the strength and attire of the samurai and ninjas sent, it was clear that those people were truly desperate.

The samurai bandits who have been blocking the road lately are all well-equipped and no longer bother with any acting.

After listening to his analysis, Inuzuka Satoru scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Then the longer this drags on, won't those people just run away?"

Some ninjas obey nobles and consider their bloodline superior, while others, like Inuzuka Satoru, have no feelings for nobles and only refrain from attacking them due to rules.

They value their partners more than the aristocracy, who are practically garbage dumps.

They dared to contact their comrades from other ninja villages to harm our village; we must not let them off lightly!

Nara Shikaku rolled his eyes and awakened his Hyuga bloodline: "When you encounter a problem, think more. There must be a reason why the boss did this. I guess he's planning to take them all down at once."

Slowly cleaning up is definitely not as satisfying as spraying a bunch of insecticides directly.

Anyone they've targeted will seize any opportunity to run away if they have even a slight sense of crisis. Those who are involved in this scheme will definitely sit down together to discuss countermeasures.

Directly taking down the command center is a great wisdom in war.

Unfortunately, Inuzuka Satoru didn't have one.

On the roof of a carriage, Uchiha Aoen rested his head on his hands and lazily crossed his legs.

"If there's no challenge, why don't these kinds of people just obediently run to Konoha and wait to be cut down?"

"Expecting them to understand anything is like believing pigs can climb trees," laughed Uchiha, who was familiar with him.

Uchiha Aoyama, who was busy setting fire to the corpses below, heard their laughter, glanced at them, and then turned back to his work.

Undoubtedly, this is an excellent team.

They had trained young people, powerful Uchiha ninjas to protect them, and were led by Yuka Isogen and Sakumo Hatake.

We have the security measures and the means to ensure safety.

Just then, Hyuga Hizashi and Aburame ninja, who had gone ahead to scout the way, ran back.

They brought news that there was a clearing by a stream not far ahead where they could rest, so the convoy started moving and set up camp.

Upon arriving at the location, Kushina couldn't contain herself and stepped barefoot into the crystal-clear stream. As she splashed, water droplets splattered everywhere, reflecting the sunlight and seemingly echoing the girl's silvery laughter.

"Mmm~~ So comfortable, such fresh air, such cool stream water."

Sakumo Hatake then said, "You have to be careful at all times. The stream is the part that is most often compromised."

Ninjas have a wide variety of methods, and they can even poison flowing streams. Although they usually carry antidotes, these can only cure common poisons. When someone is poisoned, the enemy hiding in the shadows will not let go of the rare opportunity.

Kushina turned around and gave a thumbs up: "I already saw the tape beforehand, and..."

She glanced at Isogen Yuka, who was being served by Hinata Mizuki and preparing for his meal, and raised an eyebrow: "His knowledge of poisons is far superior to mine."

Sakumo Hatake nodded.

This is also part of his routine of passing on his experience to young people. In fact, even without his reminders, this hastily assembled team has a good understanding of these details.

After graduating, Kushina engaged in ninja activities and did not neglect her studies at the hospital.

The Aburame clan's talents and secret techniques are particularly adept at dealing with poison.

Without exaggeration, this is a perfect team, except for the lack of cannon fodder.

On the picnic mat, Isogen sat cross-legged, with Hinata Mizuki kneeling beside him.

He took out the map and examined it briefly.

"The closest city to here is Rose City. This time it's different from before; the nobles here haven't run away."

Fifty strings are quite interesting.

The carriages were slow, but they made sure to visit every place along the way. The local nobles were also very hospitable; when the carriages arrived, there were no carriages left, only a few servants who managed the mansions.

It fully utilizes the traditional skills of the aristocracy in being greedy for life and afraid of death.

The aristocracy's fear of death is no secret; it's simply human nature. According to incomplete statistics, people who usually act nonchalantly, saying things like "I'm not afraid of death," and seem indifferent to life and death, are actually the most afraid of dying. They'll even go to the hospital for injections and medicine for a minor cut on their finger.

On the contrary, the quiet, honest people who are hard to talk to are the ones who act decisively.

It's rare to find someone who's sticking to their post these days, insisting on trying the salty and bland flavors no matter what.

Sakumo Hatake glanced at the map and said in a deep voice, "He must have something to rely on to do this."

"Whatever their reliance, blow them all up."

Wu Xian calculated how much chakra he would need to send the entire noble family on the roster to meet the Sage of Six Paths.

There is a need for caution, but it's not necessary to be so wary when dealing with nobles.

The fact that noble clans have been able to stand for so long in the chaotic ninja world, besides the theory of bloodline, must mean they have summoned a group of forces behind them. These forces, when combined, can certainly cause trouble for ninja villages. But to say they can defeat ninjas is pure nonsense.

Does the daimyo know how powerful they are?

Why give military power to the ninja villages when you have the capability? Wouldn't it be better to keep it firmly in your own hands?

That is, in the original timeline, when Naruto Uzumaki was the Seventh Hokage, the Daimyo at the time keenly seized the opportunity of Naruto Uzumaki's personality and decisively took action to regain military dominance.

Then, as everyone knows, the game breaks down at crucial moments, and finally, it's like a family drama with the daimyo of the ninja village.

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The Lord's Mansion of Rose City.

The portly city lord was covered in sweat, his fat hands constantly wiping away the dripping sweat, his eyes darting around, and he was cursing under his breath.

'A bunch of bastards, making me their scapegoat! They're family, for goodness' sake!'

'If I'd known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have come to the Land of Fire.'

He was originally a nobleman from the Land of Rain, but due to the war, he decisively sought refuge with his relatives in the Land of Fire.

This was originally a very common thing. In the past, when there was constant warfare, the nobles would visit each other's homes, going wherever there was peace.

Nobles may be of high status and pride themselves on their noble bloodline, but they are not fools. If those lowly people outside go berserk and rush in to stab them, their accounts will be ruined.

Who would have thought that even after running to the Land of Fire, things wouldn't be peaceful?

There's a lunatic here!

To make matters worse, in order to kill that lunatic, some of the nobles in the Land of Fire who had suffered greatly from him each used their own methods and chose one of them to be the target of their attacks.

it's him.

They even made him the lord of Rose City.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Chapter 106 Can Reconciliation Be Reached?

"No, no, I have to run."

He was able to decisively flee from the Land of Rain back then, and he won't gamble his hopes on the kind-hearted ninjas who come to his door this time.

Just then.

"Amitabha Buddha, Lord City Lord, it is very windy here. Please go back inside and take shelter."

A monk with uneven eyes put his hands together and spoke in a calm tone.