章節 163: Chapter 163
[New Translation!! [Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor]
"The daimyō of the Land of Waves is dead?"
In the Hokage's office in Konoha, the Fifth Hokage, Tsunade, had just received the news of the daimyō's death. She expressed her surprise but didn't give it much thought.
Daimyō and ninja lived in two different worlds.
Even if there was mourning to be done, it was a matter for the Land of Fire, not something concerning the ninja villages.
"To think he died from excessive drinking, what a useless man."
Having grown up around sake barrels, Tsunade held little respect for the daimyō's cause of death.
If you're weak, don't try to act tough.
After offering her critique, Tsunade was about to brush the matter aside.
Her assistant, Shizune, reminded her, "Tsunade-sama, there's more. The Land of Fire requests that Konoha send a team of ninja to protect the envoy going to the Land of Waves for the mourning. The mission payment has already been sent to the village."
"Oh, I see."
Since it was official business, Tsunade pulled out the thick ninja registry to select a suitable team.
But then, she paused, remembering something, and said:
"Didn't Kakashi's team go to the Land of Waves over two years ago? They made quite a stir there. I've heard about that Naruto Bridge several times now."
"So, are you thinking of sending Kakashi's team back to the Land of Waves?" Shizune immediately understood Tsunade's plan.
However, after considering it, Shizune shook her head and said, "Ever since Kakashi's team returned from Jomae Village, Naruto has been intensely training under Captain Yamato's guidance, and your disciple Sakura is doing the same. This isn't the best time to interrupt them."
"Training, huh?"
Tsunade recalled the determined expressions on Naruto and Sakura's faces after they returned from Jomae Village—frustration, unwillingness, and a desire to improve.
And the one responsible for all of it: Sasuke.
"He's just like Orochimaru back then."
Both gifted, both in pursuit of power.
Both ultimately chose to betray the village, each with someone foolishly chasing after them, hoping to bring them back.
Back then, that fool was Jiraiya.
Now, it's Naruto and Sakura.
Tsunade's feelings toward Orochimaru were complicated, not as steadfast as Naruto and Sakura's, but she understood their resolve.
"Alright then, send Asuma's team." Tsunade changed her decision.
As a former member of the Twelve Guardian Ninja, Asuma had experience dealing with various officials from the Land of Fire, making him a suitable choice.
Shizune immediately went to inform him.
But before she left, Tsunade asked,
"What about Kakashi?"
Kakashi hadn't joined the mission to Jomae Village because he had been assigned another important task: finding the missing Jinchūriki of the Seven-Tails, Fū.
Recently, after the joint Chūnin Exams between Konoha and the Sand Village—held once again after the one years ago—many young ninja from various villages participated, including Fū from the Hidden Waterfall Village.
However, after the exams ended, Fū and the two accompanying Waterfall jonin never returned to their village. They had completely disappeared.
The Hidden Waterfall Village immediately noticed something was wrong. While they dispatched a search party, they also requested help from Konoha and the Sand Village.
A Jinchūriki is of great importance.
Konoha didn't refuse and assigned Kakashi, replacing Kurenai, who was on maternity leave, to lead Team 8, known for their tracking abilities, to investigate Fū's disappearance.
It had been about two weeks now.
Shizune was about to shake her head, indicating she hadn't received any updates.
Just then, a member of the Intelligence Division arrived, handing over Kakashi's latest mission report.
"They've located the last place where Fū disappeared. There are traces of battle, and after assessment, it was concluded that Fū's side was defeated..."
Tsunade quickly scanned the scroll, her brows furrowing.
Fū, the Jinchūriki of the Seven-Tails, was defeated?
And finally...
"...based on witness reports, individuals wearing black cloaks with red clouds were seen near the location where Fū disappeared."
Black cloaks with red clouds.
"Akatsuki?"
Tsunade's frown deepened.
In the past year or two, the Akatsuki had been relatively quiet.
She had hoped they would stay that way, but now it seemed they were revealing their claws again.
No doubt, the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki had fallen into their hands.
As Tsunade thought of the entire Jomae Village being relocated, the mysterious Hagoromo clan behind it, the remaining Uchiha, and Hagoromo Gensou...
She looked out the window.
The blue sky and white clouds, the bright sunshine—it looked like a beautiful day.
But far in the distance, the storm clouds were gathering. The turbulent times were likely approaching.
"It's time to contact Jiraiya," Tsunade decided quickly.
She then glanced in the direction of the training grounds.
"Naruto, grow strong as fast as you can."
Tsunade didn't share her thoughts with anyone.
When she looked at Naruto, she didn't just see Dan and Nawaki, but she also sensed a similarity between him and her grandfather.
She had no doubt about Naruto's future potential.
Her only concern was whether there would be enough time.
"Yeah!!!!"
In the training grounds, hundreds of Naruto's shadow clones cheered themselves on as they each held a leaf, focusing seriously on their wind chakra nature training.
"Sharp! Thin! Tear!"
Thinking of the properties of wind and remembering Gensou's powerful technique, "Wind Release: Rasenshuriken," Naruto had found a clear goal. With the help of his Multi Shadow Clone Jutsu, his training progressed rapidly.
"No matter how many times I see it, it's always amazing."
Nearby, Yamato watched in awe.
He had witnessed Naruto's astonishing progress in wind chakra nature manipulation firsthand and even knew the method, but he couldn't do it himself.
It wasn't just him—no one in the ninja world could.
Hundreds of shadow clones training simultaneously, and when they dispel, all the memories and exhaustion flood back into the original body. Anyone else would have collapsed from the strain, or even died from the sheer burden.
Even Gensou, truthfully, couldn't repeatedly use shadow clones like Naruto without showing any fatigue.
When training or doing research, Gensou rarely used shadow clones.
While it might increase efficiency temporarily, the resulting exhaustion and extended recovery time afterward would negate the benefits.
All in all, the overall efficiency wasn't much faster than training alone.
It wasn't just him.
Throughout the ninja world, no one who knew the shadow clone technique had ever used it to speed up their training.
Naruto was one of a kind.
"Ridiculous! Is this the power of the Nine-Tails Jinchūriki?"
Yamato could only think this way.
He didn't realize that Naruto's ability to train like this wasn't just due to the Nine-Tails, but also because of his Uzumaki lineage and, most importantly, the fact that he was the reincarnation of Asura.
There was no helping it—Sage body abilities were just too overpowered.
"Sasuke!!"
With a shout from deep within, Naruto, now carrying the hopes of many, trained harder day by day, his determination fueled by thoughts of Sasuke.
Dark clouds and sunlight were now moving in sync.
(End of Chapter)
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章節 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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