People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 177

“enough!”

The name of the country of the wind stood up at the table, glaring at Tobirama who was indifferent, “We started the war for the people in the country who have been suffering from the sand.”

“Do you believe it?”

Tobirama put the file on the table and asked, learning from the tone of the former fire country daimyo.

“you!”

The face of the wind country daimyo flushed with anger, and his voice was stuck in his throat.

Tobirama didn’t look at him, lowered his head and flipped through the documents, and said: “This kind of high-sounding nonsense, don’t say it here, lest it stain my ears.”

“In the past two decades, the two countries have fought a total of five large-scale wars against the country of bears, the country of birds, and the country of rain, with countless small conflicts.”

“In addition, both Raito and Takino have fought many wars against Takino.”

“The country of water covets the land, and in an average of five years, it has provoked a full-scale war against the country of vortex and the country of waves.”

“On the other hand, the country of fire fought countless wars because of its rich land and surrounding big countries. At first, the nature of the war was just, but it killed many evil deeds on the enemy’s land.”

In the wide auction hall, Tobirama’s voice of detailed war crimes reverberated. The high frequency of wars shocked the leaders of each village.

They have been busy with wars of various races before, but they rarely pay attention to the level of the country.

Tobirama slowly closed the information and looked directly at the big names he had sent to the door.

The touched eyes of the big names in the small country made him very useful.

He Senju Tobirama will not do anything with no certainty. Since you temporarily formed iron plates because of your rights, then I will use the old hatred to disperse you.

Tobirama was comfortable, but he worked hard for Lu Sheng. He scribbled hard on paper and wrote down what he said just now.

“Didn’t there have been wars among the various ninja races?”

The anger of the water country daimyo gritted his teeth, sounded in the air, and pointed at Hokage who was sitting in the first seat.

“We have formed an alliance of ninjas.” Hashirama looked at Daimyo, the country of raging waters, “We did this to prevent possible wars from breaking out in the future. You have to know that the wars created by the ninjas are more horrible than the previous wars. Hundreds of times.”

The daimyo of the water country looked at Hashirama’s look extremely severe, and his eye-catching gaze swallowed everything he hadn’t said in his heart.

The atmosphere in the hall fell into silence, and the dignified air was taken into the lungs and pressed on the hearts of everyone, making them breathless.

Uchiha Madara, who was bored flipping through the documents, raised his head, his gaze swept back from the face of the fire country daimyo, his faces with different expressions made him deliberately ask: “Why can’t all countries meet frankly like Uchiha and Senju, let go? Inner hatred to build a national alliance?”

No one answered this question.

After waiting for a while, he sneered, “Is power blinding your eyes? Or is money affecting your judgment, so you can’t answer even such a simple question?”

Madara’s interrogation sounded like a blunt knife slowly slitting his chest, and the intense pain that reached the soul from the skin that deposited desire, made them gritted their teeth and couldn’t answer.

“Humph.”

Uchiha Madara gave a cold snort, and finally glanced at the ugly nobles, stood up and walked outside the door.

Madara’s departure caused many big names with cold sweat on their foreheads to breathe a long sigh of relief and hurriedly raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat dripping from their faces.

Tobirama’s voice was like a scalpel, accurately cutting away the disgusting disguise on their faces, while Madara was directly stirred by morning bells and evening drums, and their souls had already become filthy.

Hashirama looked at the great names who had lost their morale, and pursued them with victory: “The Da Ming Mansion can be kept, as usual, and it will be passed on to you.”

“Really?”

The name of the Rain Country asked incredulously.

“it is true.”

Tobirama assured him.

“Then I don’t want Da Mingcheng, I want to stay in Konoha.”

? ? ?

The fire country daimyo looked at the inner ghost who was killed from the halfway with a shocked look on his face.

The famous Yu no Kuni Daimyo spread out his palms indifferently and said: “Rather than going back to the ghost place that was emptied by my uncle, it is better to stay in Konoha and watch the ninja hopscotch.”

“No.” Tobirama replied for the eldest brother, completely ignoring his increasingly dim eyes, and said, “When the time comes, there will be ninjas to help you, and the daimyo should look like a daimyo.”

Keep the name of the mansion.

Many big names of small countries remember Hashirama’s promise calmly.

Regardless of the fact that their names look beautiful, the power that has been handed down for a long time has been controlled by the ministers below, and their decree can only be unimpeded within the palace.

Seeing the expressions on both sides, Hashirama was no longer as arrogant as before, and started chatting with the big names with ease.

This informal meeting also allowed daimyo to deeply understand the core idea of ​​the Ninja League, which is to continue peace and avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

After the meeting.

The leaders of the villages are still waiting for the funds escorted from the village. Tobirama made it very clear that even if it can be installed in installments, half of the funds cannot be paid.

On the surface, the daimyos of various countries seem to be peaceful, but behind the scenes, they have dispersed into various small groups according to the amount of power in their hands.

Hashirama, who came out of the hall, knew where Madara was waiting for him, and after instructing Tobirama to “care” the names, he walked to the secret room where the tail beast was sealed.

The nine-tailed beasts were neatly placed in the room, and the firelight inlaid on the wall swayed with the cold wind outside the Shimen, stretching the shadows of the two on the ground.

Senju Hashirama showed the joy of the harvest and stepped forward to pet Nine Tails and Niu. This is the tail beast that he and Madara hand in hand to seal.

“Will Tobirama see the flaw?”

Facing Madara’s question, he smiled and put the tea kettle in his hand, placing them in the distance, “Mito taught me the sealing technique.”

Senju Hashirama took Uchiha Madara and began to work together to steal the fruits of human victory over the tail beast.

The enchantment squad on the ground would not have imagined that their hard work for so many days would be unknowingly vanished.

Madara smiled at the unfolding scroll and said, “This is an advance payment, is it a commission for the auction?”

“It can be understood that way.”

The Hashirama scroll was handed to him, and suddenly his expression became strange, and the words curiosity had appeared on his face.

Madara put away the scroll, her eyes became serious with a smile, and said: “These nine-tailed beasts, I am going to make an attempt. After the auction is over, I will leave the village for a while.”

“Leave the village!” The fire shining on Hashirama’s face, the hot temperature made him very anxious, and he kept asking, “Why?”

“Because of my eyes.”

Gouyu began to turn in Madara’s eyes until it completely changed into the shape of Mangekyō. He couldn’t help but develop an evil taste in his heart, and continued to tease Hashirama, “There is a shortcut to connect our dreams where you can’t see it.”

“Our dream, isn’t it already spanning from the hidden village to the ninja world?”

Madara, who was carrying the scroll on her back, took Hashirama’s panic into her eyes, turned around and laughed loudly at the tail beasts.

Hashirama heard something from the wild laugh that reverberated in the secret room, his expression gradually changed from panic to doubt, and he couldn’t help standing still looking at his trembling shoulders.

The laughter stopped, Madara turned around, her voice full of seriousness, “Do you believe in the existence of Ten Tails?”

“Is it a clue from the sacred tree?”

Hashirama understood something instantly, and pointed up.

Madara continued ambiguously: “So after the auction ends, I will leave the village for a while.”

Hashirama believed Madara’s nonsense and nodded and asked, “Then Lusheng?”

“He is much smarter than you, vaguely aware of it.”