"Yo, come out so soon, it seems to be over."
Uzumaki Mito smiled lightly.
The daimyo was in a bad mood, snorted coldly and didn't answer.
The third generation pondered for a moment and asked, "Your Excellency, what happened to you?"
Except for Akabane and those who have experienced it personally, it is difficult for others to understand what happened to the illusion.
"Yes, Grandpa, what is the fifth wave?"
Erika was also curious.
The daimyo opened his mouth, feeling a bit embarrassed to speak.
Could it be that he became Hokage's Guardian Konoha, and ended up being cut for a second
Also, the last sentence is a sarcasm!
Fifth wave
The third generation awkwardly picked up the pipe.
Although I don't know the details, it seems that the daimyo lost badly.
This kid doesn't know how to measure, why can't he let the water go...
After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know how to comfort her.
"Ri Zhan, can the Unreal Game be used again?"
The more daimyo thought about it, the more unwilling he became.
"Such a large-scale illusion, do you think you can use it as many times as you want?"
Uzumaki Mito said angrily.
"Your Excellency Daming, using this illusion once is the limit."
Three generations explained.
"I see."
The daimyo sighed, then thought for a while and said, "Sorry, I don't know much about ninjas."
ha
Uzumaki Mito's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it—this stubborn old guy would even apologize!
"Your Excellency Daimyo's talent is not in ninjutsu and fighting, but in ruling and managing the entire country."
Sandai sighed and said, "In comparison, ninjas are just tools of war."
"War is a profound knowledge. The rest of my life should not be enough to study it."
Daimyo lay down tiredly.
With a blow, his interest in the game plummeted.
"It's good that you have this awareness."
Uzumaki Mito was not polite and taunted.
At this time, Akabane, Jiraiya, Sakumo, and Zixiao came to the stand, and the four were about to salute the daimyo...
"Free, free!"
The daimyo's face was very ugly, his eyes were staring at Ziraiya, and he was very angry.
This white-haired guy is very similar to that annoying guy in the illusion!
"My lords, it's time for the show to end here, did you announce it?"
Akabane asked after bowing.
"Akabane, you have consumed a lot, go to rest, and let me tell you the news of the end."
Three generations smiled.
"yes!"
Although the consumption of chakra is not that high, Akabane is of course happy to be lazy.
The daimyo wanted to stay a little longer, but when he saw Jiraiya's face, he thought of words like "rookie", "wow", "good fight".
"That's it, Erika, we should go back."
He beckons for someone to help him.
Erika was a little bit reluctant, but the comic exhibition was over, and they had to return to Daming Mansion.
The guards under his command pulled the carriage over, while Erika and another subordinate supported Daimyo and walked to the side of the carriage step by step.
At this moment, he suddenly stopped.
"Mito, after this time, maybe we won't meet again."
Life is short, at this point, every extra day is earned.
The daimyo raised his head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry about the Uzumaki country..."
"get out."
Uzumaki Mito waved his hand, his tone was not good.
Tsunade didn't speak.
It seems that the negotiations are not going well...
Akabane thought to himself.
When the daimyo got into the carriage and gradually disappeared from the mountain road, Uzumaki Mito sighed somewhat disappointedly.
Their generation will all come to an end.
"The manga show is over, everyone goes back to the village to rest."
The third generation uses chakra to increase the sound.
The rest of the audience in the stands heard the sound, and then looked at it and found that the daimyo was about to leave, and everyone knew that the manga exhibition was really coming to an end.
"This is the end?"
"It feels so short, I haven't played for long!"
"Wait for the next time, I'm afraid it will be a long time..."
Many people are reluctant to part with it, including the ninjas.
It's just a short, rough comic show, but for those of them who have very little entertainment life, it is already a very memorable event.
"The comic exhibition doesn't have to be held in the village, as long as everyone is willing, they can hold the comic exhibition themselves."
Akabane stood up and said.
"Hold a comic exhibition by yourself?"
Everyone froze for a moment, and their minds were a little confused—they can hold the performance for the daimyo themselves
"Cough... Manga can be big or small, and it's not a serious event."
The third generation coughed lightly.
If it weren't for his insistence on inviting daimyos, this comic exhibition would indeed only be a small spontaneous performance.
"I see."
Everyone's eyes lit up after hearing this.
They just thought that this kind of event, like the Chunin exam, would become a large official event.
It turns out that I can also host...
"Great, Grandma, I'm going to play Mito-sama."
A little girl shouted happily.
"Idiot, Mito-sama is not a manga character!"
"..."
Noisy voice, the same is everyone's cheerful laughter.
Their voices reached the central stands already very weakly, but for Ninja, this was no problem at all.
The third generation frowned, proud and satisfied.
However…
"Hey, teacher, don't think that you can not give money like this!"
Tsunade said with a twitch.
"Three generations of adults, you must not forget what you promised."
Akabane followed closely to collect the debt.
Isn't he working so hard to bring a caravan to the Land of Wind
It would be uncomfortable for three generations to cross the river and tear down the bridge.
Ji Lai also exploded when he heard it: "You are all good, what about me? I worked so hard to paint, and was torn apart by the princess!"
"Idiot Ziraiya, you still have the nerve to talk about your own paintings, drawing something so impolite in public, it's almost embarrassing to us Konoha."
Tsunade sneered.
"Okay, the benefits will not be less."
The third generation sighed, what a bunch of unlovable children.
but…
What a pity!
"Okay, you guys go back and rest too."
Uzumaki Mito smiled faintly.
"yes!"
Tsunade was extremely happy, Uzumaki Mito meant that she would not interfere with money.
Akabane was curious about the outcome of the negotiation, but he was not in a hurry.
Anyway, you will know in the end, don't be in a hurry, staying here will easily get caught.
A group of people turned around and prepared to evacuate.
"So farewell."
Zi Xiao walked last, bowed slightly to say goodbye, and then followed everyone's footsteps.
Uzumaki Mito watched them leave and sighed softly.
At this time, Danzo slowly came out from the dark.
"Monkey, Danzo, don't think of Konoha, this old ninja world, I will leave it to you in the country of Uzumaki."
Uzumaki Mito sighed.
"Mito-sama, don't worry, I will do my best."
Danzo is unusually serious.
Regardless of interests or emotions, he will go all out to help the Whirlpool Clan.
"Even if most of them can't be ninjas, at least..."
The third generation took a puff of cigarettes halfway through.
This time the daimyo backed down in the negotiation—he allowed some Uzumaki clansmen to flee to the Land of Fire, but except for the Uzumaki clan in Konoha, the rest had to remain anonymous and could no longer be ninjas.
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