Chapter 122: Akatsuki’s Attention! In Absolute Justice’s Eyes, No One Is Superior!
A bloody morsel of meat slid down Mitarashi Anko’s face and dropped to the ground with a “plop.” She blankly wiped her somewhat moist face, only to smear a handful of blood water.
Her gaze scanned the surroundings, where three pools of blood had splattered on the ground, and a large amount of indescribable things assaulted her vision.
Uchiha Ikeizumi’s words echoed slowly in her ears.
Anko seemed to realize she might have caused trouble.
Breathing in the blood stench permeating the air, she turned back to glance at Uchiha Ikeizumi behind her with a resolve to face death.
Although she noticed Uchiha Ikeizumi’s expression showed little fluctuation, she still apologized guiltily: “If I hadn’t attacked him… you might have been able to leave one alive, right?”
She felt that Orochimaru must have left some weird curse mark on these three ninjas.
And the trigger condition for the curse mark was killing them or putting them in a near-death state.
Perhaps it was the poison from her “Multiple Shadow Snake Hands.”
That triggered the curse mark on the last surviving one.
“It doesn’t matter.” Uchiha Ikeizumi said: “Given Orochimaru’s style, even if that person hadn’t been injured at all, the curse mark Orochimaru engraved in his body would still have been triggered.”
Mitarashi Anko was stunned: “You… seem to know Orochimaru quite well?”
Uchiha Ikeizumi said: “He is the ‘evil’ I’ve wanted to eradicate for many years. Unfortunately, absolute justice「 was still weak back then. The one perfect opportunity was the day he defected, but I ultimately failed to kill him.”
Mitarashi Anko roughly realized why Orochimaru was so focused on Uchiha Ikeizumi.
Being stared at so closely by such a “lava release ferocious beast.”
Probably made Orochimaru feel like a thorn in his back every day back then?
Just as a storm of thoughts swirled in Anko’s mind.
She suddenly noticed Uchiha Ikeizumi had walked off directly, as if those three ninjas sent by Orochimaru couldn’t stir much emotion in him.
Anko could only shake off her thoughts and hurry to catch up.
She hadn’t forgotten she was currently a “prisoner” with only temporary limited freedom of movement.
Those three corpses reduced to morsels of meat, plus the several villains killed by Uchiha Ikeizumi along the way, constantly warned her never to defy Uchiha Ikeizumi’s「 absolute justice」!
Otherwise…
She might be the next corpse!
…
“Heh heh… all the curse marks have been triggered? They died so quickly! Those three probably had no power to resist and were instantly killed by that kid, huh?”
Somewhere in Konoha.
Orochimaru, in his underground research base, narrowed his eyes slightly.
Clearly, he sensed something faintly to say this.
“Looks like the olive branch I tossed out was rejected!” Orochimaru extended a slimy, wet tongue to lick his lips.
A sinister smile hung on his pale, somewhat frightening face.
“Still treating me as an enemy as always!”
“Unfortunately, your resistance only makes me more interested in your body instead of giving up.”
“Because your growth is much faster than I expected! Such a body… is perfect as my container.”
“Heh heh! Don’t die before we meet!”
Just as Orochimaru was grinning darkly to himself.
He suddenly sensed something, his smile slowly fading, golden slit pupils flashing displeasure and killing intent, though he quickly hid it.
Orochimaru said to the air: “Heh heh, showing up uninvited every time is really annoying. Can’t you contact me some other way? Do you have to come in person?”
“Konoha Sannin, so perceptive!” From the wall behind Orochimaru, a black-and-white figure slowly emerged.
Orochimaru turned, eyes narrowed, spitting out a code name: “Black… heh, you know my name, but I don’t know your background. Isn’t that a bit unfair?”
Zetsu said expressionlessly: “No need to vent your anger and dissatisfaction on me. I was just sent by the ‘leader.'”
“He sent me to warn you—wherever you’re hiding… Akatsuki will find you soon. Don’t join Akatsuki and do nothing. You can’t enjoy Akatsuki’s benefits without doing anything for Akatsuki. There’s no such good deal in the world.”
“As you see, I’m just a messenger.”
Orochimaru’s eyes narrowed to slits, killing intent in his pupils no longer hidden, his tone icy: “So… is there a mission for me?”
Zetsu said calmly: “Uchiha Ikeizumi… this Konoha dual bloodline limit ninja, you’ve heard of him, right? After all, before defecting, you were one of Konoha Village’s Sannin.”
A flicker of surprise hard to detect flashed in Orochimaru’s eyes.
His lips suddenly curved into a smile: “Akatsuki’s already paying attention to him?”
‘To be precise—Obito’s been obsessed with that kid who seems to know some things for reasons unknown, almost like an obsession lately.’
‘That guy even suspected if I leaked info to Uchiha Ikeizumi… forcing me to prove myself to him.’
After silently grumbling in his mind, Zetsu said expressionlessly: “You just need to share what intelligence you have and do as the leader says.”
Clearly.
Obito wants to use Akatsuki’s power to investigate Uchiha Ikeizumi.
Someone who knows so much about him…
Is too much of a threat to Obito!
As Orochimaru was about to say something, he paused thoughtfully, then smiled sinisterly and countered Zetsu: “Is it really the leader’s order?”
Zetsu said: “What do you think?”
“Heh heh…”
Orochimaru smiled noncommittally.
…
Half a day later.
Evening.
Capital of the Land of Fire.
Mitarashi Anko originally thought Uchiha Ikeizumi just happened to pass through the Capital of the Land of Fire for some errand. She didn’t expect him to stop directly.
“We’re here.”
The brief two words made Anko realize the other’s destination was the Capital of the Land of Fire!
Kijiro “meowed,” speaking human words: “Though born and raised in the Land of Fire, this is my first time here! If I remember right, Ikeizumi-sama hasn’t been to the Land of Fire’s capital before either, meow?”
“Mm.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi gave a short syllable in response, his gaze calmly sweeping over the prosperous scene before him.
The lively prosperity in others’ eyes hid sin in his.
With just one glance, Uchiha Ikeizumi spotted two red name villains ahead, plus over a dozen white name people.
“Even in the most prosperous, core areas, ‘evil’ still breeds uncontrollably. Or rather… the more prosperous and core the area, the more it’s a hotbed for ‘sin.'”
These words made Kijiro beside him faintly realize something.
But Mitarashi Anko next to him was puzzled.
Before learning throughout Konoha that Uchiha Ikeizumi had eyes that could see past evil and future evil, she had already left the village with two ninja companions on a mission.
Hearing Uchiha Ikeizumi’s words now, she carefully scrutinized every passerby ahead or beside her.
But saw nothing amiss.
Just as Mitarashi Anko felt doubtful but unsure how to ask, she suddenly glimpsed Uchiha Ikeizumi slowly drawing the ninja sword at his waist!
The bright silver blade even had some unflung bloodstains.
Anko keenly noticed the blade was somewhat dull, who knew how many people this ninja sword had cut in this time?
However…
More importantly, shouldn’t such a dangerous weapon not be drawn in public?
Even ninjas shouldn’t be so “high-profile,” right?
It would definitely cause unnecessary trouble, right?
Sure enough.
In less than three seconds, Mitarashi Anko saw two warrior-dressed men rushing over with drawn swords, one shouting sternly: “You ninja ahead, what are you doing? Put that sword away! This is the Capital of the Land of Fire, not some rural place like Konoha Village! Don’t let that blade offend the adults in the capital!”
Konoha…
Rural…
Could those two words be used together?
Anko’s lips twitched imperceptibly. Truly worthy of the Capital of the Land of Fire’s “capital folk”!
“Hey! I was calling you! Didn’t you hear?” The two warrior-dressed men blocked Uchiha Ikeizumi’s path.
“Perfect.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi’s gaze lingered slightly above their heads, his tone eerie: “Saves me the walk.”
These words left the two warriors baffled yet uneasy.
Instinctively, they felt something off about this guy, making them tense their grip on their sword hilts.
Onlookers on the road suddenly saw this tense scene and curiously stopped to watch.
Anko beside him had her pupils shrink, inwardly crying “oh no” as she hurriedly tried to whisper a reminder: “Ikeizumi, these sword-wielding warriors are the Capital of the Land of Fire’s police force. You can think of them like the Uchiha Police Force…”
But before she could finish, Uchiha Ikeizumi spoke again, cutting her off.
“Adachi Tsugito. Ten years ago, during law enforcement, you mistakenly killed a man. When a male relative of the victim sought justice, you broke his legs; his female relative was dragged home by you, and together with colleague ‘Sakigawa Keiji,’ you raped and ruined her, leading to her suicide by hanging from the humiliation.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi shifted his gaze to the other warrior, who stared in horrified shock. In this public square, he continued coldly without restraint: “Sakigawa Keiji… ten years ago, with police force colleague ‘Adachi Tsugito,’ you raped a woman, leading to her suicide by hanging.”
“As members of the Capital of the Land of Fire’s police force, yet breaking the law you know, with extremely vile evil deeds. Ten years without turning yourself in shows no remorse for the evil you committed.”
“You rural ninja, what the hell are you talking about! Don’t think being a ninja lets you spout nonsense! This is the Land of Fire’s capital, not your Konoha Village!” The warrior named Sakigawa Keiji lost control of his emotions first.
The mix of anxiety and anger on his face betrayed his heart.
He shouted at Uchiha Ikeizumi: “You say I broke the law and committed evil? You say I raped a woman? Then tell me, what evidence do you have? Konoha ninja!”
“Spouting nonsense without evidence is, by Land of Fire law, suspected of insulting my personal dignity! And spreading rumors in public!”
“And… and…”
But the moment his eyes met Uchiha Ikeizumi’s.
For some reason, a primal fear welled up from his heart.
He couldn’t get the rest of his words out.
Uchiha Ikeizumi said expressionlessly: “Evidence will come soon.”
“Then show it…”
The next second, with a “squish,” Anko watched Uchiha Ikeizumi deliver a straightforward slash to the throat of the warrior on the left!
An elite Konoha jonin striking an ordinary warrior…
Was naturally as simple as crushing an ant.
The next second, Uchiha Ikeizumi rested his ninja sword on Sakigawa Keiji’s collarbone, the cold blade making hairs stand on end.
Blood spurting from the headless corpse beside them splashed half of Sakigawa Keiji’s face, the warm blood making his gaze involuntarily shift aside.
The headless corpse reflected in his pupils.
“Mur… murder!!! ” The terrified screams of the crowd, scattering like birds and beasts, overlapping cries… constantly assaulted Sakigawa Keiji’s nerves.
A warm sensation came from his crotch.
Dripping urine mixed with the blood flowing on the ground.
“Ten years ago, did you rape an innocent woman, causing her to choose suicide by hanging to escape the humiliation?” Uchiha Ikeizumi’s voice in his ear was like a demon’s whisper.
He never imagined the other’s “evidence” would be obtained this way!
He…
Legs went weak!
“Y-yes… yes…” Sakigawa Keiji’s voice trembled wildly. He felt he’d met a madman today! No wonder ninjas had a bad reputation in the Land of Fire—none of them were normal!
Under the pressure of impending death…
He confessed.
Uchiha Ikeizumi said: “See, I said evidence would come soon.”
Squish—
In less than half a minute… two people died in the Capital of the Land of Fire!
And killed in plain view of everyone!
“…” Mitarashi Anko, witnessing it all, didn’t know what to say. She knew Uchiha Ikeizumi was extreme—from his willingness to kill fellow village ninjas. But… before, Uchiha Ikeizumi killed when no one was around.
This time.
He killed openly! And this wasn’t Konoha Village—the Uchiha Police Force name meant nothing here, as this was the Capital of the Land of Fire!
If memory served, Uchiha Police Force ninjas had no law enforcement rights in the Capital of the Land of Fire, right?
Hiss!
Ikeizumi probably didn’t know that?
After all, that ninja cat said it was his first time in the Capital of the Land of Fire!
Anko felt her scalp tingle. Why was she, a “prisoner,” worrying for a cold-blooded enforcer?
…
“Tch, what kind of lunatic…” In the panicked, chaotic crowd after two warriors died in broad daylight, a man well-hidden frowned slightly.
Peering through the crowd’s gaps, his gaze fell on Uchiha Ikeizumi, murmuring: “That outfit… feels a bit like Konoha’s Uchiha Police Force?!”
Ordinary Uchiha Clan ninjas on missions outside Konoha Village weren’t rare; but a Uchiha Police Force ninja outside Konoha Village was his first sight.
“Should have nothing to do with me… I’ve quietly left Konoha for fifteen years. Probably no one remembers me anymore.”
As he prepared to turn and leave, his peripheral vision caught Uchiha Ikeizumi’s gaze turning this way!
The man’s mind shook like a magnitude ten earthquake!
How was that possible?!
Could a Uchiha Police Force ninja appearing in the Capital of the Land of Fire really be because of him?!
No!
Probably just a coincidence!
Probably…
As this thought flashed, he suddenly saw a flash of blood-red in that Uchiha ninja’s eyes.
In the last moment before the Sharingan illusion technique hit him, only one thought crossed his mind—it really seemed to be coming for him!
Unfortunately.
Too late.
The three-tomoe Sharingan illusion technique had already implanted in his mind across the crowd in an instant, leaving the man dazed.
His arms involuntarily hugged his waist, legs clamped tight, face twisted as if bound by invisible forces he couldn’t break free from.
Like thrown into the deep sea, he gasped sharply, then held his breath desperately.
Until his face turned blue-white, neck veins trembling.
People beside him noticed something wrong.
As they reached to pat him, he toppled straight over. Eyes bulging wide, bloodshot veins crawling in the whites, face blue to the extreme.
He was suffocated to death in the Sharingan illusion technique!
“Third.” Uchiha Ikeizumi’s eyes returned to normal, a notification flashing for eliminating a red name villain.
But the target was just a Konoha genin rogue ninja.
Nothing substantial dropped.
Mitarashi Anko stared in shock at the man collapsing blue-faced in the crowd ahead, her astonishment and curiosity making her blurt out: “That man… was a criminal too?”
She didn’t understand.
Uchiha Ikeizumi killing fellow village ninjas might be because he knew their crimes.
But those two warriors and the man in the crowd—logically, Uchiha Ikeizumi didn’t even know them, right? No chance of prior connection?
Huh?
Wait!
Anko seemed to catch the key point—since no connection, how could Ikeizumi precisely name those two warriors and their crimes?
Anko was stunned.
For a moment, she felt her brain wasn’t working well.
“Ikeizumi-sama’s eyes can see what evil a person committed in the past and what evil they will commit in the future.”
Kijiro’s voice reached Anko’s ears: “Don’t casually doubt Ikeizumi-sama’s correctness, girl!”
G-girl…
Called that by a person, Anko might be happy; by a cat, she felt belittled.
But realizing as a prisoner, her “human rights” might indeed be less than a cat’s, Anko chose not to retort.
No!
The point was Uchiha Ikeizumi’s eyes that could see others’ past sins and future sins!
He had such an ability?!
Anko was shocked.
…
Meanwhile.
“Phew… caught up.” Jiraiya gazed at a group of children aged about five to fourteen not far ahead, spotting a striking figure at the front.
“Tsunade…”
Complex emotions flashed in Jiraiya’s eyes. Since leaving the village to track Orochimaru across the ninja world, he hadn’t seen Tsunade in a long time.
He never expected this meeting to be due to the uproar caused by a Uchiha Ikeizumi kid.
“Hiding sneakily behind isn’t cool, right?”
Tsunade’s loud voice reached Jiraiya’s ears.
Tsunade ahead had stopped at some point.
She glared back unhappily, hands rubbing together as if ready to strike if the stalker didn’t show.
“Wait! Hold on!”
Feeling his ribs ache faintly, Jiraiya shuddered, recalling the time he was beaten badly for peeping on Tsunade.
Jiraiya jumped down from the tree.
Hands raised to show he was harmless.
“It’s me!”
Jiraiya’s appearance panicked the children. After all, a white long-haired spiky pervert uncle didn’t seem like a good person.
Though Uchiha Ikeizumi’s three-tomoe Sharingan had trapped them in a wonderful illusion dream, making them temporarily forget their misery in the Tanzaku Street dance hall’s underground secret room.
But the deep-seated fear of such people couldn’t be erased by three-tomoe Sharingan illusion technique.
Dozens of children hurriedly ran behind Tsunade—after a few days, they knew she was powerful, able to shatter a huge rock with one punch.
This big-chested big sister could protect them!
“It’s okay.” Tsunade gently stroked a child’s head, trying to calm them.
She looked complexly at Jiraiya ahead.
Clearly not expecting an old friend unseen for years to meet so abruptly.
“Why are you here? And you were tracking me, right?”
Tsunade’s sudden questions made Jiraiya scratch his head.
Jiraiya honestly explained his reason for tracking.
Tsunade’s fine brows raised: “You saw I didn’t stop Uchiha Ikeizumi that kid from killing hundreds and worried I’d be in trouble?”
“Cough!” Jiraiya nodded: “Basically that worry, impulsively chased after.”
“Tch, why should I stop that kid?”
Tsunade waved: “And I’m fine. Instead of that free time, hurry and catch that Orochimaru guy. Haven’t seen him since he defected from Konoha. Before catching him, give him a few good punches to sober him up.”
Jiraiya didn’t leave, standing there curiously probing: “Tsunade, are these kids behind you one reason you didn’t stop Uchiha Ikeizumi?”
A shadow flashed in Tsunade’s eyes.
“Jiraiya, how bad do you think… people can be?” Tsunade didn’t answer, instead posing this question.
Jiraiya paused, stroking his chin: “Human malice grows endlessly with swelling desires, though it should have limits. The worst I’ve met…”
Jiraiya paused, exhaling, face complex: “Probably our old friend Orochimaru. His desires swelled his inner malice extremely.”
“You still underestimate the ninja world’s evil.” Tsunade murmured: “Orochimaru’s evil is selfish, stubborn. It disgusts, angers. Makes people feel he’s not on their side.”
“But…”
Tsunade’s gaze met Jiraiya’s from afar, her deep voice saying: “The sins Uchiha Ikeizumi showed me breed hatred, uncontrollable killing intent, even world-weary despair for this ninja world.”
“It makes me think… the ninja world shouldn’t be like this. I can’t ignore the sins before me or what’s happening right in front of me.”
Jiraiya was stunned.
Tsunade continued relentlessly: “Uchiha Ikeizumi did kill several hundred that night. I didn’t stop him because I followed behind and killed nineteen people too.”
“These kids are pitiful. I can’t find a better orphanage for them yet, so I’m taking them to Konoha to see if the old man can take them in.”
“I can tell you what happened, but not in front of them. They’ve finally forgotten it all.”
Tsunade paused, continuing: “Uchiha Ikeizumi used Sharingan power to make them forget. That kid nearly exhausted his eye power and collapsed doing it.”
Jiraiya: “!!!”
For some reason, Jiraiya heard a Uchiha Ikeizumi unlike his stereotype from Tsunade.
This Uchiha Ikeizumi seemed to influence Tsunade in just one day.
…
Land of Fire.
Capital.
News of a Konoha ninja killing three in broad daylight stirred waves in the Capital of the Land of Fire. Especially since two were capital police force warriors, alarming many Land of Fire magnates and the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.
“Konoha ninja?”
“Street murder?”
The Daimyo of the Land of Fire furrowed his brows. Instead of waiting for Asuma and the Twelve Guardian Shinobi’s return, he got a ninja murderer! This made him anxious again.
Protected by the Twelve Guardian Shinobi, he could sit securely as Daimyo of the Land of Fire, unafraid of assassination or other magnates overthrowing him.
Without the Twelve Guardian Shinobi, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire felt like a child carrying gold in a busy market.
Strong unease made him irritable.
Ominous premonitions had him pacing back and forth.
Suddenly, inspiration struck the Daimyo of the Land of Fire. He took a deep breath, staying outwardly calm, and immediately ordered the vassal reporting: “Issue a ninja bounty! For eight million ryo… no! Ten million ryo on that street murderer! Make sure every ninja in the Capital of the Land of Fire knows this bounty!”
As Daimyo, he had plenty of everything except money.
Spending a fortune to eliminate an unsettling uncertainty.
Was worth it to him.
After all…
Who could guarantee a lunatic daring to murder in the streets wouldn’t suddenly storm the Daimyo’s Mansion?
Ninja world history had records of daimyo assassinated by ninjas.
“Yes, Daimyo!” The vassal nodded hurriedly and rushed out to carry out the Daimyo of the Land of Fire’s order.
But before the Daimyo of the Land of Fire calmed a bit.
Another vassal rushed in.
“Daimyo!”
He said anxiously: “Big trouble! The ninja villain who murdered in the Capital of the Land of Fire streets has stormed the Yuuki Clan’s family compound! When… when that ninja villain walked out, he was covered in blood!”
“Police force warriors entered the Yuuki Clan compound to check and found over fifty Yuuki Clan members, only eleven left alive!”
“Their hired ninja bodyguards all killed! The Yuuki Clan leader’s head was even chopped off!”
“The eleven survivors are mostly hired maids and gardeners! They’re all terrified!”
The shocking news nearly stopped the Daimyo of the Land of Fire’s breath.
The Yuuki Clan was a centuries-old Land of Fire magnate family, a power even before Konoha Village existed.
With industries across Land of Fire’s daily life.
Konoha Hokage met the Yuuki Clan leader—not overly polite, but giving some face. After all, they were one of Konoha Village’s financial backers.
Yet…
Such a prominent Land of Fire magnate family was nearly wiped out by a ninja villain in an instant!?
Only eleven survivors, mostly maids and gardeners. Even if one or two Yuuki Clan members lingered, it was basically extermination.
A chill shot from his spine to the top of his head.
Asuma…
Kazuma…
Jirō…
And the other Twelve Guardian Shinobi…
When would you return?
I feel no safety at all!
The Daimyo of the Land of Fire’s slightly trembling hand proved his heart was far from calm.
“You!” He urgently told the vassal: “Catch the one who just left, tell him—raise the ninja villain’s bounty from ten million ryo to thirty… no! Directly to fifty million ryo! Paid by the Daimyo’s Mansion!”
“Ah?!” The reporting vassal didn’t react at first.
“What ‘ah’? Go now!”
Enraged, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire kicked the other’s butt, sending him out the door.
The kicked vassal nearly collided with his arriving eldest son.
The Eldest Son of the Daimyo dodged the disheveled vassal, entered the room, and looked shocked at the furious Daimyo.
“Father, I heard a ninja killed three in the market.” The Eldest Son of the Daimyo hesitated: “Father, are you angry about that?”
“He killed more than three!”
The Daimyo of the Land of Fire took a deep breath, telling his eldest son: “That unknown ninja villain… nearly wiped out the Land of Fire’s Yuuki Clan! Just now!”
Eldest Son of the Daimyo: “!!!”
…
Meanwhile.
Mitarashi Anko was numb.
Because she realized Uchiha Ikeizumi truly ignored all external factors in executing justice. Whether Capital of the Land of Fire police force warriors or magnate families, they were all villains to be purged in his eyes!
When she watched Uchiha Ikeizumi reduce the Yuuki Clan—over fifty magnates—to just over ten.
She realized she could never dissuade him.
She didn’t dare imagine how many he’d kill today to satisfy his「 absolute justice」 “needs”?
And…
What puzzled Anko was… across the entire Capital of the Land of Fire, why hadn’t anyone stopped his behavior?
Didn’t the Daimyo have the Twelve Guardian Shinobi?
If right, Hokage’s second son Sarutobi Asuma was one of the Twelve Guardian Shinobi, right?
Why had they vanished without a trace?
As Anko pondered, Kijiro’s sudden words nearly crashed her brain: “Ikeizumi-sama, shouldn’t we ask someone where the Daimyo’s Mansion is?”
Mitarashi Anko: “???”
Wait…
Wait!
Daimyo?
Did this ninja cat mean the Daimyo of the Land of Fire?
“No rush.” Uchiha Ikeizumi said indifferently: “First time here in the Capital of the Land of Fire, how could I leave after just killing one Daimyo of the Land of Fire? The evil here… isn’t just him. Everywhere you look, it’s a hotbed of ninja world evil.”
“Especially those so-called high-and-mighty magnates. Born thinking themselves superior, above Land of Fire law and morals.”
“Even laws favor them in some ways, making crime routine. They see ordinary people as inferior ‘creatures’ different from them.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi said eerily: “How to reform the entire ninja world without purging all the sins before my eyes?”
Uchiha Ikeizumi’s voice wasn’t loud, but to Mitarashi Anko, it exploded like explosive tags.
Scrambling her thoughts instantly.
“Kill one Daimyo of the Land of Fire” echoed wildly in her mind.
Anko found herself drenched in sweat.
Now she finally realized what Uchiha Ikeizumi meant by “having something to do.”
—He was going to assassinate the Daimyo of the Land of Fire!!!
No… given Uchiha Ikeizumi’s open actions today, this wasn’t assassination anymore?
This was killing openly!
He seemed to have no concept of “Daimyo” in his heart!
“Meow, as Ikeizumi-sama’s former Ninja Academy classmate, don’t you know absolute justice「 has no ‘betters’ concept?”
Kijiro’s words struck Anko’s mind like lightning, stunning the dazed Mitarashi Anko.
“Absolute justice sees no betters…”
Anko murmured the phrase.
…
Meanwhile.
Capital of the Land of Fire’s most prosperous area.
Several warriors urgently pushed through the crowd, ignoring the rising dissatisfied clamor, to a policy bulletin board. They swiftly tore down the notice and posted a new paper.
Then hurried through the crowd, panting toward another spot. With their stack of papers, they’d be busy all day and night.
Curious eyes fell on the bulletin.
“Ninja… bounty wanted poster?”
“Hiss! Signed by Daimyo?!”
They quickly saw it wasn’t a policy, but a wanted poster!
The bounty amount stimulated everyone’s nerves.
“Fifty million ryo?!!”
Unbelieving gasps rippled through the crowd.
Now… not just Capital of the Land of Fire commoners were shocked—even some ninjas in the crowd widened their eyes.
“Fifty million ryo? Some small ninja village kages are probably at this level?” A ninja with a Konoha headband rubbed his chin, eyeing the minimally described poster.
“Name unknown, age unknown, gender male…”
“Strength unknown… just a crude sketch. Only features: with a cat, and a short-haired woman in ninja garb.”
“Crimes… murdered two police force warriors in broad daylight, killed a civilian from afar.”
“And… hm? Hiss! What?!”
“Massacred dozens of nobles?!”
The Konoha ninja’s eyes bulged, inhaling sharply.
What ninja was this?
So ferocious?!
But the simplistic description felt oddly familiar?
Illusion?
…
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