Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 145
The prosperity of the inner city is indeed incomparable to that of the outer city.

Even in the Wind City after dark, there is a constant flow of traffic.

All the shops along the way are open until late at night, and many restaurants are open all night long.

It was his first time to see such a bustling city. Seeing that the people around him couldn't hold it any longer, Fuchuan reluctantly sent a message to the people around him to take a break, and he accompanied Xiaonan to wander on the street.

Nishino played the role of tour guide competently. Of course, this may have been his job.

Seeing Xiaonan happily squeezing in and out of stalls, sweating profusely from exhaustion, Fuchuan couldn't help but smile. Even after so much, she was still a girl who was inexperienced in the world.

I really hope she can continue to be this happy.

However, the future is still like a heavy burden weighing on his heart. Even with his own strength, he is not afraid of anyone. Even if Madara Uchiha is resurrected immediately, he will still be able to fight.

But there are many things in the world that are not just a matter of being strong enough.

He wants his family and friends around him to live freely, instead of always cowering behind himself to avoid the coming disaster.

"When can we meet the Daimyo?"

"Um" Hearing this, Nishino seemed to be hesitating at this moment, "The Daimyo has been a little busy recently, so I will naturally summon him after this period of time has passed."

After walking for a while, Nishino seemed to notice that the person next to him suddenly stopped and quickly looked back.

I saw Fushikawa staring at Nishino's eyes seriously and saying word by word, "This is a critical period of war between the two countries. My departure may lead to the death of many comrades."

"Having said that, we have to follow the rules, right?" Nishino seemed a little embarrassed.

"Whose rules?"

"This"

Just as Nishino was hesitating, a gentle male voice suddenly sounded.

"This must be the legendary 'Desert God of Death'"

Fuchuan turned around and saw that the person coming was elegant and handsome.

With just one glance, Fuchuan could tell that his strength was not weak, at least stronger than Nishino who was standing beside him, but his temperament seemed more like that of a scholar.

"you are?"

"Sir Akijian?" Nishino on the side seemed very surprised.

"I'm sorry, you and I are both Guardian Ninjas, so you don't have to be so polite." The handsome man said, still personable, "There are many people here, so you might as well follow me to a secluded place to discuss business matters."

Seeing as another guardian nin, there was no reason to refuse.

So Fuchuan called Xiaonan back, who was reluctant to leave, and followed the man through the bustling streets one after another. After a long time, he finally reached his destination.

This is a five or six-story attic with a simple lintel shape.

When everyone pushed the door open and entered, they were greeted by a sense of splendor and splendor. Everything around was exquisitely carved, and the jade ornaments were even more ingenious.

Fuchuan noticed that the carpet in the main hall was a rare piece of cloud bear skin, which was of high quality. Although the cloud bear itself was not very valuable, any knowledgeable businessman knew that the cloud bear was a specialty of the Land of Thunder. He has a violent personality and strong strength. Without the joint efforts of multiple jounin-level ninjas, it is basically impossible to remove the skin without injury.

There are countless details, all of which show the noble status of the owner of this attic.In comparison, the small courtyard with three entrances in Nishino seemed a bit shabby.

They are both guardian nins, so why are there such big differences?

"Akima-sama is the 'Faith-bearing Ninja' among the 24 Outer Ninjas who is responsible for the transmission of information. He has hundreds of people under his command, so any troubles in the Capital of Wind cannot be hidden from him."

Qiu Jianzhe reached out and patted the table, and more than a dozen graceful maids came out slowly, inviting everyone to take a seat and pouring tea for everyone.

"It's precisely because he holds so many secrets that basically no one dares to blame him." Nishino deliberately lowered his voice, "Be careful when dealing with him."

Fushikawa's face was suddenly filled with shock, but it was not for what Nishino said, but for Nishino as a person.

You are all ninjas, right? No matter how low your voice is, you can still hear it.
Sure enough, Qiu Jian's expression changed slightly and he coughed lightly, "I don't like alcohol, so let's welcome the war heroes from afar with tea instead of wine!" Then he took a sip.

Fuchuan also followed suit and took a sip of tea.
To be honest, he has never had such delicious tea.

When I think that I have been on the battlefield for many years, and that so many of my brothers and friends have closed their eyes forever on the battlefield, and in the end I only benefited these guys who were far away from the battlefield, I feel uncomfortable in my heart.

"Since we've already had tea together, we can be considered friends. I don't think you'll mind if I call you Fuchuan."

Seeing the spring breeze of the other party's smile, Fukawa looked at Nishino who couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the maid beside him, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: We are also guardian nin, look at this person, look at you, this state is so poor, no wonder It's okay to be looked down upon!

"Of course I don't mind. May I ask what advice the 'Faith and Forbearance' have for calling us here?"

"I don't dare to give you advice. I know Fuchuan that you were summoned by the daimyo, but there are many rules in the Wind City, and I'm afraid I still don't know the details."

"What rules?" Fuchuan frowned.

"As the supreme commander of the Kingdom of Wind, no one in the Country of Wind would like to see the Daimyo in front of him. If everyone who asks for a meeting can meet with him, the Daimyo will not have to do anything."

"but I."

Akima Tetsuo interrupted, "But Fuchuan was summoned, right?"

"Do you know how long Chiyo-sama Kazama had to wait before he met the Daimyo when he came to the Capital of Winds last time?"

"Chiyo-sama has been waiting for a full month."

Fuchuan was stunned.

a month?

If Shunpo is fully activated, it will be enough for me to return to the battlefield alone and then turn back again, twice!
Please, can I wait in line first and then come back when the line is up?

Although he was disgusted with the so-called rules of the Wind City, Fuchuan still said patiently, "I think Master Qiujian wouldn't simply tell me 'wait patiently' when he invited me over!"

"Of course not." Qiu Jianzhe took a sip of tea again. He liked this sense of control over the situation very much. "Two days later, Daming Mansion will hold a new Guardian Ninja Selection Competition. If you can pass the selection, I will I think this shouldn’t be a problem for the ‘Desert God of Death’, as the daimyo himself can be seen within a week at the earliest.”

"Why help me?" Fuchuan thought for a moment and felt that the other party's idea was indeed a good one.

"Kimiko had a close friendship with me when she was a guardian nin," Tetsu Akuma, "She wrote a letter specifically asking me to take care of you."

"It's true." Nishino lowered his voice again, "I heard that Tetsu Akuma proposed to someone in public and was rejected. Soon after, he resigned from his position as a guardian and married someone else. At that time, it seemed that the whole city was in trouble, or was it? He used his privilege to suppress the impact of this matter."

At this point, the whole place fell into silence.
(End of this chapter)