"Speak of it, Naoto."
During the rest time of the large army, Fugaku slowly approached Naoto and sat down.
Naoto, who didn't know why, gave a blank look in return, but saw Fugaku who was equally confused.
"You are one of the few chunin in the clan who participated in the war. Compared to us, you should have a deeper understanding of this war."
"For chuunin... it's true." Naoto didn't quite understand what Fugaku wanted to say, but after thinking about it, he replied, "And the most dangerous ones are the genin. I heard that Shisui was almost in trouble."
"This is exactly what I want to say." Fugaku pointed to his eyes. "These eyes give us strength, but they also bring disaster. In today's world, there are organizations that covet the Sharingan, and in addition, With the threat of war, do you think my decision to bring Itachi here was right?"
Of course that's not right!
Naoto almost said these words
If you hadn't always made Itachi see the cruelty of war, how could that little brat Itachi suddenly make such a great and upright determination and backhand help the village to massacre his family
But now that Fugaku is the leader after all, how could decisions made under the leader go wrong
So Naoto smiled and said, "Itachi will become an excellent ninja sooner or later, and the existence of ninjas is to serve the war. Even if he can't see it now, one day in the future he will still step into the place called the battlefield. Instead of going there At that time, he was injured in vain because he saw the cruelty of war for the first time, so it would be better to let him participate in the war after he has fully appreciated the cruelty of war."
"As for the defense issue, with so many people here, it will be no problem."
"Maybe..." Fugaku was noncommittal, but when he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly stood up as if he sensed something.
"Lord Fugaku? What are you doing?" Naoto looked puzzled.
"get ready… "
Fugaku just answered in a low voice, and then touched the kunai next to him.
Naoto nodded slightly, standing up and getting ready to defend himself.
Fugaku threw the kunai, and the place where it shot was a bush. As the sound of the kunai being inserted into something came, Naoto moved forward carefully. When he got to the bush, he found that it was just a wooden stake.
The moment they saw the wooden pile, not only did the two of them not feel relieved, but they also became more vigilant.
Substitution!
And since there is a ninjutsu released, it means there are other ninjas nearby!
"Who are you?" Fugaku asked around.
…
After a long time, a man wearing a black suit and a red buzzcut appeared.
"Just call me Suzuki." The new mysterious man said.
"Suzuki? What is your purpose? Why do you want to secretly eavesdrop on our conversation?" Uchiha Fugaku had already opened his Sharingan at this time, and the three blood-red magatama were magnificent and mysterious in his eyes.
"You should be familiar with this organization now, right? Shichibukai, I am a member of this organization."
"Shichibukai?!" Naoto looked surprised. In fact, although the name of Shichibukai has spread throughout the ninja world, it is only limited to high-level officials and some jounin. Chunin like Naoto has not received the name of Shichibukai. The intelligence source of the message.
This also reduces the income from reputation points by a large part.
After all, the strong and high-level people in this world always occupy a minority of the human race. Although the numerical value they contribute is higher than that of others, the number is simply incomparable.
"It's this organization again..." Fugaku's face was gloomy. He had not forgotten that there was an Uchiha in this organization who had an unknown attitude towards Hiei.
As if he could tell what Fugaku was thinking, Suzuki spread his hands and shrugged, "Don't think too much, Hiei's thoughts have nothing to do with me. I'm here just for my own mission."
"Mission? Are you here to take away someone again? Just like taking away Tachibana Raizo from the Kumo ninja? Taking away Hayakura from Kirigakure?"
"... No..." Suzuki decisively denied, "I came here to find something. According to the information I got, he is in the area where you are, maybe in the hands of your people, so I hope you You can give him to me."
"You are kidding..." Fugaku sneered, "Looking for something? Don't say we don't know what it is. Even if it is really in our hands, why should we give it to you?"
"Alas..." Suzuki let out a long sigh, and his expression became quite helpless. "You mean there's nothing to talk about?"
"At least we need to know what it is."
"Demon energy..." Suzuki stretched out a finger, and flames appeared on his fingers like jumping elves.
"The demonic energy of fire, one of the eight demonic powers."
"Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about."
"Demon energy is not a "thing", it is "power". The host of the demonic energy will possess part of the demon's abilities. The owner of the demonic energy of fire can also have the ability to control flames. It is intangible and qualityless, but it can Attached to the body of any living thing.”
Fugaku frowned when he heard this, "Sounds like a good thing."
From what Suzuki said, this is like a strange blood inheritance limit. And being able to freely control flames reminded Fugaku of Ace, who was also a member of the Shichibukai. I heard that he could control flames without using seals, and could even unleash an attack no less powerful than a six-tailed beast.
"No, there is no free lunch in this world." Suzuki sneered. "When you get something, you have to lose something. This is the most basic principle of equal exchange in the world. The demonic energy of fire can bring strength to the host. But it will also make the host's spirit gradually lose control, that is, it will slowly become "demonized". At that time, it is not you who controls the demonic energy, but the demonic energy controlling you."
"..." Fugaku shook his head after a brief silence. "I have never heard of such a thing. You must be looking in the wrong place."
"Although that guy is mysterious, he never says anything wrong. If he says he is here, he must be here." Suzuki said calmly.
"I don't have to lie to you."
"It's not that you're lying to me. Demonic energy has a certain incubation period, and no one can detect it at this time. It makes sense that you can't detect it."
"...What do you want to do? Don't forget that this is Konoha's territory." There was a hint of anger in Fugaku's mouth. He was almost fed up with this nagging man.
"It seems that your patience is limited..." Suzuki chuckled. "You may have misunderstood something. I am not in a hurry. I will come back when you are troubled by the demonic energy."
He turned around and walked away. But Fugaku kept staring at his back closely. He was thinking about whether he should take action next. A mysterious member of the Shichibukai appeared in front of him, and he was still on his home court. It would be too much to let him leave like this. wasted.
Decided!
Fugaku's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to ask Naoto to form a seal to leave Suzuki behind, but he found that the man suddenly turned his head.
He flicked his wrist casually, and then said, "You just said, 'Why should you leave it to me?' Right?"
His tone gradually became colder and murderous. Although he was alone, he had the chill of an army. "I'll tell you, it's because of this."
His right hand suddenly changed from a fist to a palm, and he quickly pushed forward...
boom
The power of this palm made Fugaku stunned. He swallowed hard and turned to look behind him. A huge mountain behind him made a loud noise, and large parts of the stone wall fell off. The most terrifying thing was that the main part of the mountain was destroyed. It was completely penetrated, leaving a giant palm mark, as if it had been penetrated by a giant palm...
Suzuki, who caused all this, didn't even look back, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and left straight away...