He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

In this respect, because it is necessary to separate it from the ninja's intelligence channels, they are two different intelligence channels.

But for the former, given some time, digging deep into the ground is by no means a problem.

One of the essential tasks of a ninja is gathering intelligence.

Playing intelligence warfare with others? Isn't that just ridiculous?

The most crucial one is still Cloud Hidden.

There is always room for maneuver if the contact is made with the Sunagakure.

As is well known, Kumogakure has always been a major ninja village that relentlessly pursues and attacks Konoha.

Konoha had always been wary of this powerful ninja village, and its intelligence work had never been relaxed.

He was certain that this intelligence was on its way to Konoha.

By the time Konoha realized what was happening—no, it wasn't Konoha who realized it, it was that person—that the situation changed.

The person who thinks nobles are like Pokémon that spit out money with a single hit knows that a storm is brewing.

The target could be specific individuals, or it could be an indiscriminate attack.

Depend on!

Why are you arguing with a mentally ill person?

Even if we're going to fight, can't you at least write a statement first to clear my name and remove me from the picture so I can land safely?

Unlike fools who can't see the situation and think they are superior and that their noble bloodline will last forever, Fujiwara Osamu is very aware of the crisis.

Turning the family tree back further, the Fujiwara family was equally illustrious, yet it was not without its dead.

The chaos of war didn't just affect ninjas and civilians; many nobles also perished in that era, some even losing their entire clans.

In his view, nobles are like porcelain.

Noble and elegant, hidden away in secluded rooms, not easily shown to the public.

Commoners are like roof tiles, ninjas are like swords.

It's foolish to bump porcelain against tile, or to try and fight a knife.

That was a foolish thing that even the poor, pathetic people who ruined their ancestors' legacy would find absurd.

He could probably guess why those people would suddenly do something so stupid.

Standing too high can make one lose sight of their true self.

The extravagance of the nobility far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

He was surrounded by sycophants.

One day, the ninjas who were treated as tools suddenly slashed them.

In his initial shock and anger, his survival instinct kicked in, and having already investigated the background, he chose to swallow his anger.

The anger didn't disappear; it kept building up until it finally exploded not long ago.

Tolerable or unbearable!

Raise an army!

He didn't know what their reliance was. He only knew that if their reliance was really that strong, then Hashirama Senju used it when he suppressed the ninja world, making everyone feel suffocated.

After all, Hashirama Senju was a kind-hearted man, while his younger brother Tobirama Senju was the kind of person that even nobles dared not raise their voices.

Upon returning to the capital, he dared not slacken his efforts and ordered his intelligence organization to gather information about Fifty Strings, thus gaining a general understanding of Fifty Strings' rank.

That's something no ordinary person can defeat.

Assuming that they actually used their full strength to kill Yuka Fifty, how would the noblewoman who has lived in Konoha for a long time, rarely goes out, and whose legend still circulates in the ninja world, having lost too many loved ones and only having these people around her, react?

Should we continue to safeguard the foundation we all built together?

Or will they return with overwhelming power, boldly rewriting the legend?

Want to gamble?

The stakes are your own life.

Fujiwara Osamu paced back and forth.

He knew perfectly well that the Fifty Strings were not easy to appease, and given that the other party had provoked him first, indiscriminate attacks were almost inevitable for him.

It's not that he's a coward.

The fact that the Fujiwara family was able to survive the turbulent times and now occupy a crucial position in the court of the Land of Fire is a testament to their wisdom.

After thinking it over and over, I suddenly slapped my forehead.

Indeed, we still have to trust the wisdom of our ancestors this time.

Hatake Sakumo's day was chaotic.

The initial agreement was that I would only be a guest examiner and then call it a day.

But why am I on a carriage heading to the capital of the Land of Fire?

as well as……

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

"If the goal is to cause trouble for the mastermind, 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 shouldn't be too hasty. Take your time to appreciate the scenery along the way and be kinder to your soul."

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

Shouldn't you lead your team to strike the mansion of the first victim with the force of 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.

There are many capable people in the ninja world who know the schemes of nobles, but to have a list of them is something that not everyone can do.

Even the roots at their peak couldn't do that.

The search scope has been narrowed down considerably.

Regardless of who it is, since the other party has sent over this list, they will definitely send someone to keep an eye on it. Wuxian is very curious about who sent this big gift.

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

The fifty strings remained unmoved by this.

Looking at the current ninja world, unless Madara Uchiha reaches his ultimate level, 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 from 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 succumb to fear.

Chapter 105 The Scapegoat

"Haha, someone actually offered themselves up! Minions, give them a piece of our pie!"

……

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

"Go eat if you're hungry."

The bandits shed tears of regret.

If I had known this group was all ninjas, I wouldn't have come. Of all the bad lucks I had, I ended up running into this mess and even losing 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 giving the bandits a reason to misunderstand?

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

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. On the battlefield, if you hesitate for even a moment, the ninja swordsman will show no mercy.

What is most commendable is their excellent teamwork; there are no obstacles or delays, and they cooperate with each other to perform their respective duties.

This is rare.

We've all been through this age, so we naturally understand the competitive spirit among young people.

Every few years, news of young people who want to show off being defeated comes out from time to time.

The team consists of talented young people, so there's no need to worry about such a stupid thing 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 temporarily formed 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 sense of satisfaction at his gesture.

How could they not cooperate seamlessly? All of them combined couldn't even equal one of the fifty strings; their teamwork had already 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 were sent here. It seems those people can't sit still anymore."

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 discover their whereabouts.

As the saying goes, "If you have a clear conscience, 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 our way lately are all well-equipped and no longer bother with any pretense.

After listening to his analysis, Inuzuka Satoru scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Won't the longer this drags on, the more likely those people will escape?"