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Chương 164: Chapter 164

Although the Land of Waves is a small country, a daimyō is still a daimyō.

While the daimyōs from other countries didn't attend the funeral in person, most sent envoys to pay their respects.

Even as these people were on their way, the funeral hall for the daimyō of the Land of Waves had already been set up.

It must be said, while the daimyō was a scoundrel, he did have a decent sense of aesthetics.

Not only was the new daimyō mansion a blend of luxury and artistic expression, but even the funeral hall, built upon the original structure, had a unique beauty.

This didn't go unnoticed by a certain blonde youth passing by in the sky.

"These buildings are quite pretty. While their artistic value doesn't even come close to one-tenth of mine, they're not bad. They've caught my eye. Hm!"

Deidara, ever the art lover, sat atop his clay bird, gazing down at the remarkable architecture below, nodding in satisfaction.

Having scoured the coastal regions in search of the Three-Tails without success, he was eager to appreciate some art to relieve his boredom.

And how best to appreciate art?

Through explosions, of course!

What he wanted to do, he would do.

After a bit of preparation, Deidara tossed dozens of explosive clay bombs from the sky, shouting with excitement:

"Art is an explosion! Ha!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bombs rained down upon the daimyō's mansion like a scattered bouquet. In an instant, a series of earth-shattering explosions filled the air.

In mere moments, much of the mansion turned to ashes, and the remaining parts crumbled like a set of blocks under the shockwave, collapsing one after another.

Thick smoke billowed up from the ruins, rising like a dragon into the sky.

"Now this is art! Hm!"

Deidara looked down at his masterpiece with a face full of satisfaction.

The transformation from opulence to ruins, the beauty of that instantaneous change—it was mesmerizing and brimming with artistic beauty.

"Sasori really took the wrong path. The idea of eternal beauty is completely mistaken! I'll have to convince him to correct his ways later. Hm!"

After admiring his work one last time, Deidara, now more resolute in his artistic philosophy, prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a roar erupted from the ruins.

"Who did this?!!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Members of Team Rockhead rushed out from the smoke, carrying the freshly unconscious four-year-old daimyō and a few others.

It didn't take long for them to spot the white bird in the sky, and Deidara perched on top of it.

"Was this all your doing?" The leader of Team Rockhead, Hagoromo Akira, twitched at the sight of the destroyed mansion before turning his gaze to Deidara, killing intent radiating from him.

He hadn't expected that while he and his team were comfortably staying in the daimyō's mansion, everything would suddenly explode around them.

If it hadn't been for their quick reactions, they might not even be standing here now.

Fortunately, after the daimyō's death, the many maids and servants who had been forced into the mansion had been dismissed.

As for the others, those who had committed countless crimes? A few casualties were no big deal.

The only one that mattered now was the future four-year-old daimyō.

Akira glanced nervously at the unconscious boy in his arms. Seeing that he was only frightened but otherwise unharmed, Akira breathed a sigh of relief.

However, his relief was short-lived as a teammate reported bad news: "Leader, we can't find the former daimyō's body."

Akira: "..."

Not being able to find the body meant that it had been blown to pieces, beyond any hope of recovery.

That daimyō was truly pitiful—he couldn't even rest in peace after death.

Whatever, if his body was gone, it was gone.

They could just find another corpse to place in his stead for the arriving envoys to mourn.

The real issue now was the person in the sky!

Akira looked at Deidara.

He didn't know if this person had a personal grudge against the daimyō or if he was actually targeting the people behind the Land of Waves, including their own group.

If it was the latter, that would mean the person knew quite a bit.

With that in mind, Akira discreetly signaled his teammates, indicating that they couldn't let this person escape.

But the next thing Deidara said left Akira utterly confused.

Facing their questioning, Deidara placed one hand on his hip and proudly declared, "All of this? Of course, it was me! What do you think? This artwork is beautiful, right? Hm?"

"Artwork?" Akira thought he'd misheard.

Seeing Akira's expression, Deidara looked a bit displeased and said, "Hey, hey, hey, it's normal for an artist to create their own art, right? Why are you so confused? Hm?"

"So, you're saying you're an artist, and you blew up the daimyō's mansion because it was an art piece?" Akira tried to make sense of the situation.

"No! No!" Deidara quickly corrected him. "The daimyō's mansion wasn't the art piece. The moment it disappeared—that's the art! You have to understand, true art is beautiful and fleeting! Hm!"

After listening, Akira finally understood.

There was no revenge, no hidden agenda targeting the people behind the Land of Waves.

It was simple.

"Another madman!"

The ninja world had no shortage of crazies.

But a madman who found beauty in destruction and called it art? Hagoromo Akira had never encountered one like that.

The more dangerous the person, the less they could afford to let him escape.

As the ninja hired by the daimyō, they needed to account for the destruction of the mansion.

More importantly, this blonde kid was a rare ninja with the ability to fly.

If he kept hanging around, he might discover the secret of the airborne fortress.

So...

Akira raised his hand.

The Team Rockhead members sprang into action.

"Wind Release: Wind Cutter Technique!"

A massive wind blade, like a scythe, sliced rapidly toward the clay bird beneath Deidara's feet.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you attacking out of jealousy after seeing how high my artistic prowess is? Hm?"

Deidara casually spoke as he maneuvered his bird to dodge.

But he underestimated the Wind Release mastery of the Team Rockhead ninja.

Slash!

The wind blade sharply turned and accelerated, slicing off one of the clay bird's wings in an instant.

Deidara stumbled, nearly falling out of the sky. The mouth on his hand quickly chewed some clay.

In no time, a small clay bird was spat out.

Deidara tossed it into the air, and it transformed into a large bird just like the previous one, lifting him back up.

"Wind Release: Vacuum Waves!"

"Wind Release: Net!"

"Wind Release: Tornado Hurricane!"

Meanwhile, the other Team Rockhead members continued to launch Wind Release jutsus at Deidara.

This time, Deidara took things more seriously, personally controlling his bird and expertly dodging the attacks.

"These guys are pretty good." Deidara glanced at the five below and didn't mind playing with them for a while.

"However, I need to move the fight somewhere else."

Deidara guided his clay bird toward the distance.

Team Rockhead, of course, gave chase.

(End of Chapter)

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Chương 165: Chapter 165

Deidara wasn't flying very fast. Team Rockhead could tell that their target was deliberately keeping them on his tail.

Even so, confident in their abilities, Team Rockhead decided to keep up the pursuit.

Of course, during the chase, they sent relevant intel back to Jomae Village.

With the Land of Waves now essentially under Jomae Village's control, Team Rockhead believed that even if Deidara managed to escape their pursuit, there was no way he'd evade the grasp of Jomae Village.

In fact, Jomae Village had already received the news.

"The daimyō's mansion was blown up. The culprit wears a black cloak with red clouds, has a golden ponytail, looks young, and is a bit mentally unstable. Claims to be an artist who loves explosive art?"

As Gensou read the report sent by Akira, he was sitting in a large hall, discussing important matters with Hagoromo Mokutei, Hagoromo Anki, and several other high-ranking officials.

To be fair, Akira's analysis of Deidara was quite thorough given the short time frame.

Gensou quickly identified the culprit, though he was puzzled.

"Deidara? What is he doing in the Land of Waves?"

"Is he a member of the Akatsuki?" Mokutei asked, taking note of the phrase "black cloak with red clouds" in the report.

As the head of the intelligence division and with prior instructions from Gensou, Mokutei was well aware of the Akatsuki.

"Could it be that there's a tailed beast nearby?" Anki, now representing the Uchiha clan in the village, speculated.

"Regardless of his intentions, how should we deal with this Deidara character? Should we drive him away, or simply eliminate him?" Another high-ranking member of Jomae Village asked, his tone dripping with bloodlust.

Judging by his demeanor, he clearly favored the latter option.

"Ahem."

At that moment, an older man, not much younger than Mokutei, coughed a few times before hurriedly speaking up:

"Wait, everyone."

"Elder Mori, what's the matter?" The official who was about to suggest eliminating Deidara turned to him in confusion.

Mori, his real name, looked a bit embarrassed, and after some hesitation, he finally said, "Well… I actually know that 'Deidara' kid."

"You know him?"

At this, Gensou and the others turned their attention to the elder.

Seeing that even the clan leader was looking at him, Hagoromo Mori gritted his teeth and revealed the truth:

"To be honest, Deidara is actually a member of the Hagoromo clan."

This revelation stunned the entire room.

"Deidara is one of us? I've never heard that before."

"If he's one of us, why did he blow up the daimyō's mansion?"

"Did we plant someone in the Akatsuki?"

The room buzzed with questions.

Even Gensou was taken aback.

As the clan leader, he had no prior knowledge that Deidara was part of their clan.

"It's like this," Mori began to explain, "I hail from the Hagoromo branch in Iwagakure. Although I live in Jomae Village now, I spent many years in Iwagakure. Deidara comes from that branch as well. But his parents passed away early, and there were issues with his education, so he wasn't marked with the Hagoromo seal, and thus, he wasn't added to the clan's registry."

 Mori summarized the situation succinctly.

Gensou, intrigued, asked, "Elder Mori, could you explain in more detail?"

Though Mori found the topic difficult to discuss, with the clan leader requesting it, he had no choice but to continue:

"Deidara… How should I put this? He was always a peculiar child. Somewhere along the way, he picked up the word 'art' and couldn't stop talking about it, no matter how much we tried to guide him properly."

"Later, he became the personal disciple of the Third Tsuchikage, and I was thrilled. At one point, I even told him about the Hagoromo clan's heritage. But his first reaction was..."

"'Hagoromo clan? Sounds artistic. Where are they? I want to set off a massive firework!'"

Even now, Mori could vividly recall the moment Deidara heard about the clan. His immediate, enthusiastic response was one of eager anticipation, as if he wanted to blow the entire clan sky-high.

"I tried to teach him, to instill some pride in the Hagoromo clan within him. But that brat! He'd let everything go in one ear and out the other, obsessing over art and explosions day and night. He just wouldn't listen!"

"And then, without saying a word, he fled Iwagakure. I didn't expect him to join the Akatsuki or show up here."

By the end, Mori let out a deep sigh.

When it came to Deidara, he was truly at his wits' end.

Fearing that Deidara might one day really blow up the Hagoromo clan, Mori never gave him the Hagoromo seal, nor did he tell him much about the clan.

He had planned to wait until Deidara grew up a little, until he matured, before telling him more.

But now...

Mori sighed again.

Meanwhile, after hearing Mori's story, Mokutei and the others exchanged bewildered glances. They never expected such an oddball to appear among the Hagoromo descendants.

"So, does this mean Deidara technically deserted the Hagoromo clan as well?" someone asked.

Mori shook his head and chuckled bitterly. "Deserted? From what I know of Deidara, he probably didn't even think about the Hagoromo clan when he fled. If you asked him now about the Hagoromo clan, he'd probably just say, 'Hagoromo clan? Sounds artistic.'"

The one who had asked the question: "..."

As for Gensou, what more could he say? All he could do was acknowledge that the Hagoromo clan produced a wide variety of talents.

"I wonder where this strong artistic gene came from?"

Gensou briefly recalled the members of the Hagoromo clan from the Warring States period, but he couldn't think of anyone who had a love for art.

"Clan leader, what should we do about Deidara now?" Mokutei asked, bringing the question back to Gensou.

If they killed him... well, Deidara was still technically part of the clan, and his strength was undeniable. Whether or not he remembered, he hadn't exposed the clan over the years. And really, their only reason for killing him would be that he destroyed the daimyō's mansion, which caused no real harm to the Hagoromo clan.

If they let him live, there was no telling when this "artist" might share information about the Iwagakure branch of the Hagoromo clan. Not to mention, he hadn't exactly shown much regard for the clan by running off without a word. And now he was flying around the skies of the Land of Waves, perhaps one day discovering their airborne fortress.

So should they kill him or not? The group was divided, leaving the final decision to the clan leader.

"Let's capture him first."

Gensou waved his hand.

They could decide whether to kill or let him go later. There was plenty of time.

Besides, it was quite fitting.

Just as they were talking about Deidara, he was now delivering himself to their doorstep.

At that moment, sensing a sudden disturbance in the Jomae Village barrier, Gensou's eyes lit up. He stood and smiled:

"It's time to see if Elder Mori's words are true."

(End of Chapter)

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