Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 299 Subduing the Dark Guard, the Princess Arrives

Misa tidied up the roll on the table.

She walked out of the office and followed the corridor to Training Ground No. 2.

This is a spacious underground stone chamber.

Here stood fifteen masked ANBU ninjas. They were the captains of their respective squads.

They were in various poses. Some were leaning against the wall, while others had their arms crossed.

As soon as Misa walked in, everyone's eyes turned to her.

The gaze was scrutinizing, suspicious, and even subtly provocative.

They are the sharpest blades in the shadows. They only obey the strong.

Meisha walked to the center of the field.

She was not wearing a mask.

"I don't like to talk nonsense."

Misa's voice was cold and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

She unzipped her Jonin vest, took it off, and tossed it aside.

He was only wearing a close-fitting black tactical vest.

The white bandages wrapped around his hands were particularly eye-catching.

"Let's all come at him together."

Misa closed her eyes.

"I'll hand over the ministerial position to anyone who can make me back down even half a step, or force me to open my eyes."

The stone chamber fell silent for a moment.

This is utter contempt.

"Arrogant!"

A lean member of the ANBU gave a cold shout and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Instantaneous movement technique.

The next second, he appeared behind Misa, his short knife aimed straight at her back.

There was no holding back. The rules of the Dark Division dictate that sparring is real combat.

Misa did not open her eyes.

He didn't even turn around.

Her left hand, as if it had eyes, casually swung backward.

The back of his hand was precisely placed on the spine of the short knife.

The assassin felt as if his blade had sunk into quagmire. All the force was neutralized by an extremely long and gentle power.

Immediately afterwards, Misa flipped her wrist.

Turn the back of your hand into your palm and give a gentle push.

"Bang!"

The assassin was struck as if by lightning, flying backward and crashing into the wall.

one move.

He didn't even release his chakra.

The remaining fourteen members of the Dark Guard exchanged glances.

"Such impressive physical skills!"

"Don't attack alone, attack together!"

The fourteen people scattered instantly.

This is the most commonly used encirclement formation by the secret service. It leaves no blind spots and blocks all escape routes.

Four men attacked from the front, three men circled around from behind, and the rest roamed the perimeter, looking for an opportunity to strike decisively.

Misa kept her eyes closed.

"Whoosh!"

The four knives in front have arrived.

Mesa has finally made a move.

She didn't back down. Instead, she took a small step forward.

This move happened at the most difficult point when the four attackers were surrounding them.

She slightly turned her body to the side, avoiding the first knife.

He reached out with his right hand and slapped the second person's wrist.

"Click".

A crisp sound of dislocation.

The ANBU member's wrist went limp, and the dagger fell to the ground. Before he could react, Misa's shoulder had already collided with his chest.

"Bang!"

A burst of superhuman strength.

The man was sent flying, knocking down his two teammates who were filling in behind him.

"It's behind!"

The three spies who had circled around seized the opportunity, their blades aimed directly at Misa's nape and lower back.

Mesa suddenly exerted force from her waist.

Using the strength of his waist, his body completed an extremely strange semi-circular rotation on the spot.

Her arms lashed out like whips.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Three karate chops landed on the carotid arteries of the three people behind him.

The force was controlled perfectly. The blood vessel wasn't severed, but the blood supply was cut off instantly.

The three secret agents suddenly went black and fainted.

In the blink of an eye.

The fourteen-person encirclement formation was torn to shreds.

Half of the people were already lying down.

The remaining seven people had their palms sweating profusely.

There's no way to fight this.

This woman's martial arts skills are too uncanny.

Her movements were slow, but each time she precisely targeted their most uncomfortable spots.

What's even more terrifying is her power.

That terrifying, monstrous strength—just a light tap, a bump, and bones would shatter.

"Should we continue?"

Misa stood in the center of the field.

Her breathing remained steady, and she didn't break a sweat.

The remaining seven people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Without ninjutsu, we can't even touch her," an ANBU member said through gritted teeth in a low voice.

"Even if ninjutsu is used, the result will be the same."

The ANBU member wearing the wolf mask sighed.

He sheathed the dagger back into its scabbard on his back.

"I surrender."

He knelt down on one knee.

"As expected of the former captain of the third team. I am completely convinced of your physical skills."

With someone taking the lead, the remaining six people also put away their weapons.

They walked up to Mesa and knelt on one knee.

Those who had been knocked unconscious or dislocated gradually woke up. Clutching their arms and chests, they struggled to their feet and lowered their heads.

The rules of the Dark Division are very simple.

The strong are respected.

If you can subdue them, they will obey orders.

Misa slowly opened her eyes.

There was no pride or smugness in his light brown eyes. Only a deep calm.

She walked to the sidelines and picked up the Jonin vest that had been thrown on the ground.

Put it on and zip it up.

Meisha put on her vest and looked at these elite troops.

"Set the dislocated hand back up and apply some liniment. You have ten minutes to treat the injury."

Her voice regained its cool and clear tone.

"Everyone, gather in the conference room in ten minutes. We'll reassign patrol duties."

"Yes, Minister!"

The fifteen secret agents responded in unison.

From then on, Misa took control of the Dark Side.

The cold autumn rain fell all night.

In the morning, the rain stopped, but the chill in the air became even stronger.

In the restaurant on the first floor of Takaya Manor.

Sosuke sat at the dining table.

Kaori sat opposite him, peeling a hard-boiled egg.

She placed the peeled, plump white egg into the small dish in front of Sosuke.

"It's getting cold, eat more," Kaori said softly.

"Um."

Sosuke picked up the egg and bit off half of it in one go.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the restaurant door.

Rena Yamashiro walked in.

"Takaya-sama."

Rena walked to the table.

"The princess's convoy will arrive at the gates of Konoha in about half an hour."

Sosuke swallowed his food and picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth.

"Was it a grand affair?"

"Very big."

Rena reported the truth.

"Two hundred Red-Clad Samurai led the way, with a royal oxcart pulled by sixteen white horses in the middle. Even the daimyo's ceremonial guard was brought along."

"It's quite a grand affair, let's go and greet them."

Sosuke stood up.

Kaori stepped forward, took the trench coat, and draped it over Sousuke's shoulders.

"Go ahead, boss. I'll prepare a guest room at home."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Sosuke straightened his collar and led Rena out of the manor.

Konoha Village, main gate.

Outside the gate, the long convoy of cars slowly came to a stop.

The flag with the chrysanthemum emblem fluttered in the wind.

A large number of villagers and ninjas gathered around to watch the spectacle.

But no one dared to approach; the two hundred Red Guard warriors exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

Sosuke stood in the center of the gate, his hands in his trench coat pockets.

Rena followed beside her.

The magnificent oxcart door was gently pulled open by a maid.

A foot wearing white tabi socks peeked out.

Princess Enna stepped out of the car.

She was wearing a twelve-layered kimono.

Upon seeing Sosuke, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her lips.

"Lord Takaya, it's been a long time."

Princess Yuanna stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Your Highness, you must be tired from your journey. Welcome back again."

Sosuke nodded.

"The Hokage is currently dealing with military affairs and cannot come to greet us in person, so he specifically ordered me to do so in his place."

He made up a lie on the spot.

Orochimaru didn't care whether the Daimyo's mansion sent anyone or not. He was currently conducting experiments in the basement and wouldn't come out no matter who called him.

"It's alright."

Princess Enna smiled nonchalantly.

"I came here specifically to see you, Lord Takaya."