My ninjutsu is not right

Chapter 70 Problems Gradually Discovered

The next day, the venue for negotiation of the gold sales price.

Unlike the last time in River Country where the bodyguards had to stay outside, this time all the bodyguards were arranged in different rooms.

"The guy was the one carrying him on his back. I was careless..."

Iris dejectedly recounted her experience of being knocked unconscious.

The painted man was carrying a puppet on his back and was a ninja from the Sand Village, so he was naturally considered to be an opponent who was good at puppetry. His first thought was definitely to find the real person directly.

Especially since his strength and speed had been greatly improved after the special training, he naturally wanted to play to his strengths, and on the way forward he created two phantom clones to interfere with his judgment. Seeing the opponent's slow movements and dodges, he thought he was safe, but the other person's 'body' directly split apart, his attack missed, and he turned into a puppet that hugged him.

Then he was knocked unconscious.

His idea of attacking was fine. He had to target an opponent who was good at puppetry. However, his attacking style lacked variety and was too aggressive. His information gathering ability was average...

A lot of problems with his teammates flashed through Link's mind. To sum up, although his reckless personality has improved, his reaction in actual combat is still a little rash.

In fact, if he turned into Iris and fought Kankuro, he probably wouldn't have much chance.

Because Iris really lacks the means to make the final decision, or in other words, she lacks everything.

He is not particularly good at physical skills, only his physical fitness is relatively good, and he has no accomplishments in ninjutsu and illusion. He is a complete blank slate. To sum it up, it is a bit like, uh...

Youth version of Mizuki.

Kasumi's only strong point is that because she has always wanted to become a ninja doctor, she has better chakra control ability and can gather chakra faster in close combat, so she can briefly stalemate with Temari (the version without the fan).

"I'm sorry, Boss." Iris said dejectedly.

[As expected, as a passerby, there is absolutely no value in training? 】

Link was not surprised, and accepted this very calmly, saying, "It's okay."

"I--" Iris seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted.

"I told you, it's okay." Link looked into his eyes and said, "You didn't let me down."

In everything, there is hope before there is disappointment.

Never had hope, so there was no such thing as disappointment. This was also the reason why he had always used his two companions as meat shields.

Iris was speechless, and Xia was silent beside her. They were both shrouded in the falsehood of the past, and did not realize that what was represented was not "anger at the lack of resistance", but a deeper level of "indifference". They were just immersed in guilt and unable to extricate themselves.

Are they worthy of the boss who trained them with secret techniques? Can they keep up with the boss? Are they...

Will the boss leave you far behind?

"Good morning." Temari's sudden arrival interrupted their thoughts, "Three of you."

Since the people protected by Konoha Village and Sand Village are the same, they are in the same room, but the rooms are very large and the rooms are located on the sides so as not to interfere with each other.

Link responded with a cold look. The other party was undoubtedly an enemy at this moment and even in the future in Konoha's collapse plan.

It is best for the enemy to die. "You are so handsome, but you are always so cold." Temari chuckled, "Girls will dislike you in the future."

She was saying strange things here, and Gaara in the distance was looking at her with murderous intent and a twisted expression on his face, and Kankuro next to her had a bruise on his cheek that had not yet disappeared -

Iris was quickly captured by him, and he was also kicked over by the senior ninja Nara Yui.

There was nothing that could be done about the strange atmosphere in the room. There had just been a small friction yesterday, but no one really took action.

Time passed little by little, and soon the morning meeting ended. The two clearly distinct groups followed the team of Fire Nation wealthy businessmen back to the hotel.

During the brief information exchange, Nara Yushio said directly: "The Fire Country businessman may have the same problem as you said."

"He was the first one to propose selling the gold mine to the Sand Village this morning, and the price was even lower than when he bought it before."

His expression was very serious when he spoke. It was difficult for a ninja to interfere with what the client was doing. After all, any wealthy or powerful person represented a steady stream of tasks, and there might be other messy relationships and connections. If you offend one of them, you might lose many tasks.

The ninja village also needs financial support.

Being able to issue A-level missions means that the other party has entered the level of power and influence in the country, just as the difficulty of A-level missions is described as: [A mission related to the developments of the ninja village and the country].

In most cases, if a C-level or B-level mission differs greatly from the mission description, the jonin has the right to give up. However, for an A-level mission, even a jonin may die.

In this case, abandoning an A-level mission...

Nara Yuito didn't say anything. Even in Konoha, the ninjas publicly stated that they were tools, and they could not bear to see tools abandon the people who hired them.

"Be careful." He just said this to his three subordinates with a slightly heavy tone, and then returned to his post.
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Three days back in time, in the Land of Fire, on Tansho Street, in a hotel where a wealthy businessman from the Land of Fire once lived.

"Hey, was this hotel here yesterday?"

The drunken gambler stood at the door and looked around. He found that there was no one inside. He walked in with a swagger and saw that the front desk was also empty. He shouted, "Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone there?" He shouted a few times and simply walked into the hotel.

As he walked, he called out, "Is anyone there?"

The echo from the overly empty environment made the drunk gambler feel something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it. He was sleepy and tired. He just wanted to find a staff member as soon as possible, check in, and have a good sleep so that he could go to the casino to continue fighting at night.

"Is anyone there?" He walked to the second floor and shouted again. He felt a little dry in the mouth and very tired, so he simply sat down against the wall.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, his nose, which had been tainted by cigarettes, alcohol and perfume, finally became more sensitive and he smelled a strange smell, like...

"Smell of blood?!" The gambler stood up in horror. Killing people in Tanbe Street would not mean he would be at odds with the Fire Nation?

He bravely and nervously followed the smell and soon came to a half-open door. He took a deep breath and reached out to push the door open.

Corpses lying in all directions came into view, some wearing samurai uniforms, some wearing linen clothes... There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, and there was no sign of fighting at the scene.

The gambler couldn't help swallowing as he looked at the wealthy businessman from the Land of Fire, who was wearing an elegant kimono and sitting on a chair with his head tilted to one side and had long since stopped breathing.

"Goo~"

(End of this chapter)