Konoha's task master

In the next few days, Jiraiya led Yakumo to shuttle through the forests and mountains, so as to avoid the major cities of the Fire Country, and constantly sent fist-sized toads to gather information.

The reputation of Toad Sage is well-deserved. Yakumo speculates that through some secret techniques, Jiraiya can even share vision with these toads. This is the real reason why Intimate Heaven is such a hit.

Seeing it with your own eyes will definitely make a difference.

Wednesday, January 5th.

Jiraiya led Yakumo to the southwest of the Country of Fire, which is also the border area with the Country of Grass.

There is a very important trade road here, which is responsible for connecting the Fire Country with the western countries for trade. This trade road alone supports the nearby bandits.

"There is a cottage on this mountain. There are about twenty people inside. There are no ninjas...I will give you some practice when the time comes." Jiraiya said after reading the information scroll in his hand.

"Okay...I'll give it a try."

What Jiraiya said about practicing is seeing blood. This is a step that a ninja must go through. Most ninjas see blood for the first time in the company of their master or their fathers.

"I'll follow behind... to protect you."

"Remember to pay attention to safety..."

After Jiraiya finished speaking, he jumped into hiding and hid in the darkness.

Some things are destined to be faced alone...

Yakumo has already seen blood.

Yakumo held the short blade and looked in the direction of the mountain... quietly leaning against the tree and waiting...

The night was getting dark, and Yakumo stood up and held the short blade.

Slowly running up the mountain to the cottage, he was hiding in the treetops for ten minutes and saw the cottage not far away. The wall was made of wooden piles and barbed wire. The tops of the wooden piles were sharpened to protect against wild beasts or ordinary people.

The layout is sufficient.

But against ninjas...it's still a bit worse...

Yakumo used his legs to exert force and jumped directly over the fence.

Suddenly landing, this group of bandits didn't even arrange for a night watchman. Yakumo took advantage of the darkness and slowly approached the first wooden room.

Squatting in the corner, making seals...

Black hair grows... Yakumo suddenly breaks the seal...

His disguise is... samurai!

Yakumo had no choice but to pry open the door carefully and break in cautiously. The smell of sweat invaded his nostrils. He frowned and gradually approached the wooden bed...

His sinful life ended with a horizontal slash of the sword. Next to the bed was a ninja sword with many gaps, faintly smelling of blood.

Yakumo followed suit...the second house...the seventh house...

Arriving outside the eighth house, Yakumo encountered a problem. This was already the core of the village, and the distance between the remaining houses was even smaller. The most important thing was that there were two faint moans of pain from a woman in the house...

"Hey..." Yakumo shook his head.

If a woman is left alive, she is likely to be exposed...

In a few seconds, Yakumo made up his mind.

Then he kicked open the door and killed the man with a knife in his surprised eyes. He did not harm the naked woman on the bed.

Hot blood sprinkled on the woman's face, and with a piercing scream, the entire village came to life...

Yakumo came outside the house holding a ninja sword, and saw a strong man about two meters tall, holding a long and straight slashing sword and yelling loudly.

"Enemy attack...don't even sleep!"

With a bang, the can containing kerosene shattered at Yakumo's feet, and the strong man holding the long knife immediately dropped the flint into the oil.

The fire ignited... dispelling the darkness.

It illuminated Yakumo's childish face.

"It's a baby, don't be afraid!"

Yakumo held the ninja sword and rushed directly towards the strong man holding the long sword. Chakra surged in his body and the sword shone like a shadow.

"Drink!" The strong man shouted. Although this man didn't have much chakra in his body, his sword skills had obviously been honed hard. This sword was so sharp that it seemed like it could cut a bull in two.

It's a pity that he met Yakumo.

No matter how ferocious the attack is, it still needs to hit the opponent to be effective, even though the strong man carries an extremely cold and terrifying murderous aura.

But he is not a ninja after all.

Chakra exploded, Yakumo's body became lighter, he bypassed the slash directly from the side, and stabbed out with the sword!

But the strong man was also an experienced man and immediately crossed the sword to defend himself. The two weapons collided with a crisp sound of metal and iron, and sparks flew around.

The next second, unparalleled power exploded!

The long knife was directly shaken away. This is the knife shaking technique!

"Wall dance."

Yakumo quickly swung his blade, and the silver light flashed away.

A lot of blood splattered.

The death of the strong man did not frighten them, but instead aroused the bloodshed of the gang. At the same moment, about ten long swords struck Yakumo.

Chaos.

In addition to attacking the back and head, the enemy also attacked Yakumo's lower body. The attack angle was very vicious, and the only sound left was the sound of sharp blades piercing the air in all directions.

This was the reason why they killed the old master with random punches. Their attacks had no rules, but they were all powerful and they used all their strength.

The faces of the people around him turned red and looked fierce.

They have killed many chivalrous samurai or ninjas through this kind of random swordsmanship, which can be said to be rich experience.

At the critical moment, Yakumo instantly drew out the long sword on his back, and the two swords looped around to form a dense network of swords.

This is an extremely exquisite skill, using every ounce of power with great ease, as if creating an invisible sword field, parrying all the enemy's attacks, and finally directly swinging away the surrounding weapons.

"Progressive horizontal slash!"

His legs suddenly exerted force... The long knife slashed with a whistling sound through the air, and the two bandits were eliminated again.

"Charge across the board!"

"Salted fish thrust!"

"Regress and crosscut!"

It seems like something strange is mixed in.

The continuous deaths finally broke through the bandits' inner defenses, and they began to flee... Yakumo immediately ran to hunt down the remaining bandits.

However, because the bandits fled in different directions, several bandits eventually escaped under the cover of night without exposing their ninja abilities.

From the beginning to the end, Yakumo concealed his identity very well, did not use any ninjutsu, and did not break the seal.

If he could kill that woman with a single blow, he could definitely kill all the enemies in the cottage through assassination.

Yakumo returned to the original battlefield. There was only the pungent smell of blood in the air here. The blood gathered together like a small stream, eventually dyeing the large land at Yakumo's feet red.

Bloody flowers bloom in the night.

A single benevolence prevented him from completing the task assigned by Jiraiya perfectly, but he did not regret it. Not long after, screams were heard in the distance.

Three minutes later, Jiraiya arrived at the stronghold...

All the remaining enemies have been eliminated by him.

Jiraiya looked at Yakumo with his eyes. The young man stood quietly on the blood-stained ground, and his clothes were soaked in dried blood, but he could not see the slightest trace of fear in Yakumo's eyes.

Women in ragged clothes gradually walked out of other wooden houses inland. Their faces were very pale and ugly, as if they had not seen the sun for a long time...

Their eyes were numb and dim, like emotionless wooden puppets, but when they saw the corpse in the pool of blood, their faces showed unforgettable hatred mixed with the joy of revenge.

Some people started crying... until most of the women were crying bitterly. Jiraiya told them that he and Yakumo were a father and son team, and they were also wandering samurai... and asked them about the situation of the nearby mountains.

The oldest of them have been held captive in the village for half a year, and some were captured some time ago.

Some people even... this is not the first time they have encountered this kind of thing. This is the real ninja world...

It's not as beautiful as what Will of Fire describes.

Human life here is like grass...the weak are in hell.

The youngest among them...is only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Hey..." Jiraiya sighed softly.

This is the border of the Fire Nation...

In chaos and disorder, the strong are respected.

Yakumo took out some money from the package and gave it to these women... Half an hour later, all the women left the village and walked into the boundless darkness.

Uncertain future.

"Jiraiya-sama, I failed..."

Yakumo lowered his head with some guilt. Failure is failure and there is no need to find any excuse for himself.

"No, you did a good job. When you treat the weak...you still have a kind heart...This is something that makes me extremely happy. I have to admit that your performance this time is much better than...me back then."

Jiraiya praised that without hurting those women, Yakumo chose a somewhat stupid way of fighting, which even put himself in crisis... But this stupidity happened to be due to his kind nature, just like his former self.

Then the two people began to collect information, from the corpses on the ground to the hidden compartments in the house. In the end, they only found a few coins from the Country of Fire and a few bags of food, but no information about the Thirteen Ninjas of Sumeru was found.

Yakumo washed the blood on the surface of his body and hands with a water bottle, looking extremely serious over and over again, and finally put on a gray long-sleeved sweater.

He really hates killing, but if he doesn't kill them, more people will die because of them.

"Maybe... we will meet these women at the next village soon." Yakumo lowered his head and said to Jiraiya.

"Hey..." Jiraiya sighed.

This sigh was a sign of helplessness for this world. He still had hope in his heart. The prophet of the future... would bring changes to the ninja world.

"The future will definitely get better..." Jiraiya said excitedly.

"Maybe." Yakumo responded.

The two then piled the bodies together and sprinkled them with kerosene...

ignite.

The fire temporarily drove away the surrounding darkness, and a plume of smoke reached straight into the sky. Jiraiya took Yakumo away and continued their journey of heroism and righteousness.

In the next few days, Jiraiya once again arranged for Yakumo to exterminate the bandits and rescue the kidnapped women. Unfortunately, he still did not find any information about the Xumi Thirteen Ninjas from them.

Incidentally.

The monthly limits for January have been updated.

"Blood nourishes the strong and grows."

Mission requirements: Kill three hundred people.

Current progress: 87/300 people

Mission reward: 3 free attribute points, 1,000 gold coins.

Extra reward: Master Breakthrough Scroll.

The two gradually moved towards the Kingdom of Grass...

More than ten days later, the two officially entered the territory belonging to the Country of Grass. During this period, Jiraiya deliberately took a detour to kill the bandits, which resulted in a long delay...

In this disorderly and chaotic border, Jiraiya and Yakumo are the two most disciplined people. They do not steal or rob, but focus on killing...

The Country of Grass is located in the cracks, adjacent to the Country of Earth, the Country of Fire, and the Country of Taki. As a buffer zone between the Country of Earth and the Country of Fire, the Country of Grass has been able to get on both sides of the two major countries and has gained countless gains through diplomatic means.

the benefits of.

Within the Country of Grass, there are Grass Ninja Villages... Their specialty is to study the ninjutsu of other ninja villages and transform them into their own.

In a certain village, corpses were everywhere.

The killings over the past ten days have made Yakumo's temperament a little colder, and his combat experience and skills have been polished to perfection.

In front of him, there was a wandering ninja tied up with hemp rope. His limbs were severed. He was the leader of this village... He had the strength of a chunin level. Jiraiya and Yakumo cooperated to take him down.

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Of course, out of disguise, Jiraiya did not use any ninjutsu, but just cooperated with Yakumo to defeat the enemy with sword skills.

"Are you connected with the Sumeru Thirteen Ninjas?" Jiraiya asked coldly, holding a long sword.

"I have never heard of the Thirteen Ninja Sumeru..."

With a flash of the sword, Jiraiya silenced him.

"Let's go."

"Don't ask any more...?" Yakumo asked doubtfully.

This was the ninth person they had caught alive during this period, but every time Jiraiya simply asked him a question and then silenced him.

"He's... related to the Xumi Thirteen Ninjas." Jiraiya put away his long sword, his voice extremely sure.

"Then why don't you continue asking...?"

Yakumo was even more puzzled.

Jiraiya smiled mysteriously, his face suddenly became a little cunning, and he whispered to Yakumo.

"After confirming that these bandits were related to the Xumi Thirteen Ninjas, I began to deliberately let one or two bandits run away... They were the bait I used for fishing. What we have to do now is to wait quietly for them to come to our door.

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"As expected of...Jiraiya-sama."

Yakumo praised that sometimes the more direct the strategy is, the more effective it is. The two people's passionate acting skills combined with this simple trick to lure the snake out of the hole...

Five days later, the [Monthly Limited Edition] will be completed.

Yakumo adds some physical strength as usual.

Physique:38.3

For five days, they continued to exterminate the bandits according to the plan and continued to advance towards the Grass Ninja Village. Now the Grass Ninja Village was very close, but the Thirteen Xumi Ninja still did not show up...

Beside the fire, Yakumo was eating barbecue and couldn't help but wonder whether it would be useful to lure the snake out of the hole. Jiraiya next to him remained calm on the surface, but he was panicking on the inside.

"We are about to arrive at the Grass Ninja Village..."

Yakumo reminded in a low voice.

"I know." Jiraiya looked up at Ming Yue with a confident expression on his face.

"Don't worry, everything is going according to plan."

In the next few days, Jiraiya led Yakumo to quickly eliminate the bandits and bandits in the Land of Grass...but the Thirteen Ninja Xumi still did not appear.

"Jiraiya-sama...I personally feel...there seems to be something wrong with your plan."

Yakumo reminded in a low voice.

"I know...I'm thinking of new ways..."

January 25th, early morning.

Yakumo opened his eyes and spoke softly...

"Happy birthday."

Every birthday in the past, the original owner's parents would prepare cakes and gifts for him, but this year the original owner's parents had died in World War II, so this birthday would probably only be accompanied by killing.

The five-person group of friends... can only make up two pairs of parents...

This world is so...fucked.

Yakumo slowly sat up...

Jiraiya was squatting aside, tinkering with something. Driven by curiosity, Yakumo quickly took a few steps forward and put his head over to check.

"Hey, happy birthday."

Jiraiya jumped up suddenly and laughed evilly...

He shook the cream cake out of his hand...

A touch.

Yakumo, who couldn't dodge, was confused.

"Thank you...Jiraiya-sama."