He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

Some ninjas obey nobles and consider noble blood to be superior, while others, like Inuzuka Satoru, have no feelings towards nobles and only refrain from attacking them due to rules.

They value their partners more than nobles who are essentially garbage dumps.

They dared to contact 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 plans to wipe them all out."

Slow, methodical cleaning is definitely not as satisfying as a concentrated, direct spray of insecticide.

Anyone targeted by them will seize every opportunity to run away if they have any sense of crisis. They will definitely sit down together to discuss countermeasures for this matter they are working on together.

Taking down the command post directly is a great wisdom in war.

Unfortunately, Inuzuka Satoru didn't have that.

On the roof of a carriage, Uchiha Aoen rested his hands behind his head 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 fly," Uchiha, who knew him well, laughed.

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 young people who were getting training, powerful Uchiha ninjas to protect them, and were led by Yuka Igarashi 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.

Bringing news that there was a clearing near a stream not far ahead where they could rest, the convoy set off and set up camp.

Upon arriving at the place, Kushina couldn't contain herself and stepped barefoot into the crystal-clear stream. As she splashed, water droplets refracted the sunlight and seemed to echo back with the girl's silvery laughter.

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

Sakumo Hatake then said, "We must always be careful, the stream is the part that is most often tampered with."

Ninjas employ a wide variety of methods, even poisoning flowing streams. Although they usually carry antidotes, these only cure common poisons, and enemies hiding in the shadows will not miss the opportunity to poison someone.

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

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

Sakumo Hatake nodded.

This is also how he usually imparts his experience to young people. In fact, even without reminding them, this temporarily formed team already has a good understanding of these details.

After graduating, Kushina continued her ninja activities while also keeping up with her studies at the hospital.

The Aburame clan's talents and secret techniques make them 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."

He was quite interested in the fifty strings.

The carriages traveled slowly, but they made sure to reach every destination along the way. The local nobles were also very efficient; when the carriages arrived, there were no carriages left, only a few servants who managed the mansions.

They fully utilized the traditional aristocratic skills of being afraid of death.

It's no secret that nobles are afraid of death; it's simply human nature. According to incomplete statistics, those who usually talk big and say things like "I'm not afraid of death," and act as if they've taken life and death lightly, are actually the most afraid of dying. They'll even go to the hospital for injections and medicine for a small cut on their finger.

On the contrary, it is the quiet, honest people who are taciturn and won't say a word that are the ones who act decisively.

It's rare to find someone holding their ground now, so I'm determined to try and see for myself.

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 Zixuan 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 vigilance, but it's not necessary to be so wary when dealing with nobles.

The fact that noble families have been able to stand firm in the chaotic ninja world for so long, besides the theory of bloodline, must mean they have gathered a powerful force behind them. Those forces combined could easily cause trouble for ninja villages. But to say they could defeat ninjas is pure nonsense.

Does the daimyo know how powerful they are?

If you have this strength, why give military power to the ninja villages? Wouldn't it be better to keep it firmly in your own hands?

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

Then, as everyone knows, things go wrong at crucial moments, leading to a happy ending for the ninja village daimyo.

The residence of the Lord 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 cursed under his breath.

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

'If I'd known it would be 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 it was peaceful.

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

Who would have thought that even in the Land of Fire, they wouldn't have a peaceful life?

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 as a result used their own methods and selected someone to act as the focal point of their attacks.

it's him.

They even made him the lord of Rose City.

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 ninja who comes to his door this time.

Just then.

"Amitabha, Lord City Lord, it's windy here. Please go back inside and take shelter."

A monk with uneven eyes put his hands together and spoke calmly.

"Ahem, no need... Never mind, it's better to go back. Have someone arrange for a song and dance performance."

Let the music play and the dancing continue!

The monks of the Fire Temple bowed their heads and chanted a Buddhist prayer, following behind like prison guards escorting prisoners.

The singing and dancing at the city lord's mansion continued until the early hours of the morning, only gradually subsiding when the city lord, waning in interest, embraced two powerful ninja masters.

The lights were moved from the city lord's mansion to a dark room.

As the monk stepped into the dark room, he heard a cacophony of voices.

The dark room, which was not small, was filled with priests, shrine maidens, samurai, monks, and onmyoji.

"Have you come up with a plan?" He walked up to a samurai.

The languid samurai glanced at his bald head and yawned: "That's about it. Everything that needs to be set up is arranged. If you ask me, you guys are just a hassle. It would be easier for us samurai to go up and behead you with one stroke."

The monk smiled, unconcerned: "After all, it involves many important figures, so it's only right to be cautious."

The samurai nodded, still maintaining his lazy demeanor.

Most of these people are special individuals who work under nobles. They are usually quite leisurely. After all, there are only a few people in the ninja world who dare to confront nobles head-on. Given the large number of such people, if you are lucky, you may only encounter one a few times in your entire life.

No one expected that they would actually gather together to discuss countermeasures.

It's truly astonishing how much I've seen in my lifetime.

Just as he was reflecting on this, the samurai suddenly spoke.

"The famous White Fang of Konoha will be coming this time, which I'm quite interested in. However, I've heard that he'll be accompanied by elite Uchiha ninjas, as well as quite a few second-generation ninjas. We can't just kill them all, can we?"

The White Fang of Konoha, a half-ninja and half-samurai who transitioned from samurai to ninja, possesses immense strength and unparalleled swordsmanship. For a true samurai, a real duel with him would be exhilarating.

"The adults mean to execute the ringleader, and the other accomplices may be given lenient punishment if possible," the monk replied.

In fact, they all knew that saying "lenient punishment" was a way of worrying that it would provoke an uprising of the Konoha ninja clans.

The death of one or two members of a family that has been painstakingly cultivated at great expense may cause sadness and resentment towards the murderer, but the loss of the entire family is a different story.

You'll die.

Ninjas are tools, that's true, but these tools come with flesh.

Suddenly, the monk's eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of a ninja clad in a black robe, concealing himself in the darkness of a corner.

"The famous bounty hunter Kakuzu! I can't believe he's actually here."

The samurai followed his gaze and curled his lip: "He's one of the top bounty hunters, so it's no surprise he's here for a scene like this."

Anyone with a bit of knowledge knows that underground gold exchange shops are businesses run by nobles, not just one or two, but the entire noble community.

The main purpose is to obtain intelligence from all parties and, when necessary, to leverage financial advantages to issue bounties.

Part-time job market.

Lone wolves are rare in the bounty hunter profession; most are in gangs. After making a name for themselves, they may be recruited by nobles. This is a well-known route.

However, Kakuzu is an exception. He is powerful, has a high mission completion rate, and has an almost obsessive obsession with money.

They never accept offers of service and will even kill their employers.

When he first became active, some fools tried to cheat him out of his money, but they were exposed by his entire family, and the team that went to hunt him down afterwards suffered a terrible fate.

Since then, few have dared to lay a hand on this long-time, active hunter.